Reading Between The Lyrics

Reading Between The Lyrics - Chp 4 {Are You Dizzy Yet?}

‘And I think that if you were here holding me tight it would be alright. Yeah, tonight it will be alright. You take me in and drop me low. You hold me high but then I sink low. You drive me crazy but I just know, oh god do I know, that dizzy is what’s right.’ – Riley May – Are You Dizzy Yet?

My hand scribbled hastily along my textbook in a blur, an induced scribble of speed that was out of control. I hastily tried to write all that was within my mind, thoughts, before it vanished, before I lost all that could be utter perfection.

The loud sound of my phone vibrating loudly on my desk had my hand moving quicker along the page. Chucking the pen aside I dove on my mobile once it reached the second last ring, snatching it up and I hit answer just in time.

“Hello?” I asked my voice slightly breathless with adrenaline and a thumping heart.

“Hey,” they replied, a smile in his voice “it’s me.”

A smile instantly spread along my face “Hey me, what’s up?” I asked, glancing at the clock on my desk.

“Nothing much, look the others around coming around soon, I think Luce wants to go for a swim. Wanna come?”

I paused “I don’t know.” I said slowly drawing it out, teasingly.

“Come on.” He pleaded.

I giggled “’Kay I'll walk around.” I said happily.

“Awesome, are you sure you don’t want a lift?” he asked softly, worriedly.

I laughed softly “Chad how many times do I have to go through this with you? If by some random and horrible incident that I suddenly can’t walk only then will you need to drive over and pick me up, only then.” I stressed.

“Or if it’s raining, I don’t want you getting a cold.” He said gently through the phone.

“Besides a walk will be good for me, it’s only a couple blocks silly.” I said smiling faintly, purposely ignoring Chad’s last comment and how he spoke, it was so gentle and sensual that I couldn’t even ignore the flutter within my stomach.

Chad sighed sadly in defeat, an argument we had daily. I’d always decline, he treated me so much like princess already as it was, I felt guilty taking more advantage of him. I wasn’t one willing to intrude or ask much of others.

Smiling faintly I whispered “Stop worrying, I'll see you soon.” Before hanging up.

Dashing to my closet eagerly I pulled out my denim shorts and pulled on my loose white singlet with a huge black butterfly spread across it and wrapping around to my sides. I slipped on my black flats and looked in the mirror, I wasn’t sure why but all of a sudden I felt like the most self conscious person going. I didn’t understand why, I had been in Chad’s company when I was literally looking my worse. My eyes narrowed, analyzing every inch of my body. My eyes shone bright blue with excitement, my long lashes framing my eyes seemed darker and my lips seemed fuller, but I guess they were bound to look larger and more vibrant when coupled with my small framed face. I sighed in distain at the odd speckles of acne rounding the line of my jaw, I was fairly lucky with my skin, it was a soft and if treated right a blemish free skin, that was of a soft natural shade. However I was still happy for the fact that my copper blonde hair waved down my body and to below my elbows, my hair hiding those small blemishes that still made me feel insecure. I was a girl after all.

Laughing as I studied myself in the mirror I realized how stupid I was being, what was I doing? This was Chad we were talking about, my best friend! Chad wasn’t going to notice nor care if I walked into his house wearing a different top, he was my best friend, that was it. so why on earth was I suddenly worrying about it? I shook my head in befuddlement, I was comfortable around Chad, I felt so secure and safe around him, and there was never a need to feel conscious around him. So that left only one other possibility; was I trying to impress Chad?