CHAPTER 12: Simple Conversation

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JK's POV (finally)

First week of school is done and it's saturday. Here I am, lying on Tiffy's bed telling her stories while she's drawing...things.

"And then we had a recitation in Science where Mam would pick who would be our partners, then my heart beat so fast when she said "Juan Karlos Labajo and Cristina Esquivel" and like waaaah my heart ugh." I said with feelings, my hands on my chest and my eyes closed.

"Stop it. You've been talking about Tina for like 2 hours. Can you think about something else rather than telling me how fast your heart beats when you see Tina? Or how the spark tingles when your eyes meet?" She said, fast and furious (lol).

"Come on! Don't be jelly! I know you feel the spark too when you're with Darren." I teasingly said, saying 'yie' while poking her.

"Aww stop. I'm not like you!" She chuckled.

I stood up and scooted closer to Tiffany, peeking on her drawing.

"Hey is it done?" I asked.

"Hey! Don't look! I'm no--" I snatched her sketch pad, stood up and looked at it.

"Wow! I look cute here!" I said, walking around so she wouldn't get her sketch pad.

"You're mean! Get that back!" She said, reaching for the pad.

"My eyes shine here wow. I love it tiffy!" I squealed and hugged her so hard.

"A-aww." She whispered.

"Hey tiffy." I whispered too.

"Tell me about it when you let me go."

"Nuh-uh I won't let go." I chuckled.

"Ok what is it. You win." She said. I'm still hugging her though!!

"YOU ARE SO FUN TO CUDDLE! YOU'RE LIKE A TEDDY BEAR!" I said and lifted her.

"OH MY GOD JK WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?? PUT ME DOOOWN!" She screamed.

"Just kidding." I said and put her down. Uuugh I can't seem to make her laugh today. She's chuckling but I do not count that as a laugh!

"Why are you sooo serious today?" I asked. We both sat again on her bed.

"What? I laughed a while ago." She stated with knitted eyebrows.

"It's just...something keeps bugging me." She said in a serious voice.

"What is it?"

"I..I kept on...seeing things? Flashbacks? Visions? Again?" She said with her eyes on her sketch pad.

"Well, I know that. Is there something new about it?" I asked.

"Well..." she looks at me in the eye.

I was just looking at her, waiting for that word to be continued.

"Uhm, ate!" Bryle popped out from the door.

"What is it again, Bryle?" Tiffy sighed, looking at Bryle with knitted eyebrows.

"Mom's asking for help downstairs. Hurry!" Bryle said and ran downstairs.

Tiffy moved her head and gave me an I'm-sorry-I-have-to-go face. I nodded and watched her leave the room.

I laid down on her bed and bubbles of my thoughts are appearing.

What's Tina doing right now? Lying on her bed, riding her bicycle, baking cookies? If she's baking cookies, I think that's pretty cute. With her hair tied up, all those little strands of hair hanging. Sweat pouring down on her face as she molds the mixture. Hmm, that could be my ideal wife. A wife that bakes cookies.

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