" Where do you want to go?" I asked her.
" Doesn't matter, as long as I can learn more about you."
" How about to the park?" I suggested.
" Sure. Can I not wear a dress, though? I don't want it to poof up on the swings."
" That's fine with me."
The next day, her and I went to the park. She was amazing. She wore a purple sweater top and jeans. She wore not so good skateboarding shoes. Light brown under knee high boots.
We spent the day at the park and she gave me something. A sketch of me. I gave her the picture I had been working on of her. She started crying. She loved it so much.
The next day, she wouldn't stop staring at me. I couldn't stop staring at her. Her friend caught her attention.
Her P.O.V
" How'd your date go?" My friend asked.
" Awesome. Just I wish he would talk to me more. I really like him, but he doesn't like me I know it."
" But he took you out on a date. How could you say he doesn't like you?"
" Well, he might. I just don't know. What do you say?"
" What do you think?"
" I have to figure it out myself," I said in my annoyed voice.
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The Love in Me
RomantikA teenage girl likes me, but won't show it. I like her, but she won't take it.