I slept all through the night. If I had any dreams, I don't remember them this time...I still can't believe that only two days have passed since I was last at school. So much had happened that it felt like forever. I stretched the sleep away, and got ready for school. I knew I would explode if I didn't get to tell someone about the events from this past weekend soon. I need to know what I should do about everything. I still want to talk to him, but I'm not sure what might happen...
By the end of the school day, I was told by at least four or five people that I needed to call him, but I don't have a number...As I sat on the bus with my best friend Sarah, I made up my mind. I would text Allie that night, and see if Cutter was around. He doesn't have a phone, on account of he got it run over by his friend's truck, so I have to hope this will work.
NEW MESSAGE:
Hey chicka (:
ALLIE:
Heyy grl this is Cutter :)
ME:
oh heyy what's up lol
ALLIE (CUTTER):
nothin, jst out riding
ME:
that's cool hahah
ALLIE (CUTTER):
yepp what r u doin
ME:
nothin jst chillin, kinda bored :P
ALLIE (CUTTER):
Ah, that sucks
ME:
Ya pretty much :P
ALLIE (CUTTER):
yepp
ME:
So, it's actually kinda perfect that u had allie's phone...
ALLIE (CUTTER):
oh yea? y's that
ME:
Causeee i kinda wanted to ask you somethin...
ALLIE (CUTTER):
What?
ME:
Well, nicole kinda told me somethin and...i was wonderin if it was true...
ALLIE (CUTTER):
What she tell you?
ME:
it's possible....that she may have.....said that u like me.......
ALLIE (CUTTER):
oh ya?
ME:
yaaaa...............
ALLIE (CUTTER):
so.....
ME:
sooooo.......do u?
ALLIE (CUTTER):
idk, do u like me?
ME:
idk, i might.....
ALLIE (CUTTER):
really now?
ME:
yupperz
ALLIE (CUTTER):
u shld call me
ME:
really now?
ALLIE (CUTTER):
yepp
I decided that would be a good idea. Truth be told, I really wasn't sure if I was texting Cutter, or Allie pretending to be Cutter. I never was really sure where that idea came from; I didn't have any reason to believe Allie would do anything mean or conniving like that to me. I just had this nagging feeling that it might happen...so, I dialed the number, tauntingly labeled with Allie's name, waiting, hoping, for Cutter to answer. I held in my breath until I heard his voice on the other end of the reciever. "What are you doin?" He asked in his thick southern drawl, I told him that I was just doing the same as before. We kept talking for a while. It's amazing to me (still) that conversation came so easily. I finally got him to admit that he does, in fact, like me. I was pretty ecstatic, but, in return, I had to admit that I liked him too. It wasn't so bad, since I convinced him to say it first. We hung up (after an hour), but he texted me soon after.
I lay in bed that night listening to my iPod, texting Cutter, thinking 'this is how it's supposed to be.' That's when it occured to me: this is all happening way too easily...I promised myself I wouldn't tell anyone about what had happened tonight, at least not until he actually asked me to be his girlfriend. Telling people about a crush always ruined everything.
So, if you asked me if I loved him, I'd lie...
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