P.I.E Book 1- The Same Secret

Chapter 2- Unwanted?

Toast's p.o.v

     I stop cleaning up as his word petrify me. Tell her I love her? Tell Cila I love her... If she truly felt the same, yes, that'd be a wonderful gift but... What if she didn't? I mean, Ghost says she does but maybe he's wrong? I'd look like an imbecile and maybe even destroy our friendship! I stared at the marble tiled wall in front of me, trying to think how to respond to him, my mind tossing back and forth. I was scared of every outcome I thought about because none of them were positive.

    As if he could read my thoughts, he continued on, "Johnny Adrian Toast, you need to stop being so paranoid! Listen to me, she feels the same, I have even tried to get her to tell you, but she was afraid you'd say no since you being a prince and all... And her just being an American girl... Or how she said it, 'American Psycho Girl' and 'Nothing special at all'... Toast, please, if you ever go after another girl because you were scared to tell my sister that you loved her, Cila's heart will be broken. Just tell her!" I turn to him, shaking, his blue eyes meeting mine. Flashes that filled me with sadness of Cila, her long, shiny black hair, blacker then twilight and blue eyes brighter then the day sky, watching me with another girl, a girl with blond hair and dark blue eyes. She watched sadly, tears forming in her lost eyes, that were slowly dulling with hate, sorrow, and loneliness. Then, flashes of the way she acts around me came, draining the sad and replacing it with a happy feeling. Her unique, rarely seen smiles, her adorable laughter , the blushing that made her whole face turn bright red and caused her to nosebleed. Her bright eyes sparkling with amusement as she tells one of her puns, which were cheesy as hell, and I laugh so hard I snort. Her voice as sweet as pure sugar. I shake my head as the visions, that had came out of no where, faded, and look down at the ground for a moment, gathering myself. I couldn't do that to such a girl like her.

     "Y-you're right, Sir... I-I guess I'll try and tell her how I feel..." I finally say. He sighs and looks down at his half eaten, fluffy pancakes. He pushes it away, which surprised me slightly. He pushed his seat back, stood up, and went over to get his shoes. I went to go ask him why he hadn't finished his food but he interrupted me.

     "Well, you know what the plan is then... Pick Cila up about 12ish. Sammy and I will be helping set up at the Acachalla's house from now to then... Tie the blind fold around her eyes to confuse her... You know the drill, Johnny..." He looks at me and smiles a devilish smile, winking. "Good luck, Romeo..." I go over and punch him in the shoulder, scowling jokingly, trying to hide my anxiety. I was calm on the outside but on the inside I was a train wreck on the inside. I didn't think I'd have the courage to tell her how my heart beats for her, no one else. I guess we'll just have to see what happens...