Chasing Ronnie

- Telling Ronnie -

That simple.

Yeah right. Rocket science has nothing on the complexity of a boys mind.

Especially Ronnie's.

We made it two blocks of just talking about our day.

One block of ranting about all the work we needed to do.

Before I knew it, we were close to reaching the corner where we split ways.

Okay Melissa. You could do this. It's simple. Just tell him how you feel. I thought to myself.

Silence.

Did he just ask me a question? Well there is no time for that, it's my turn to speak and come out clean.

"Hey Ronnie. I need to tell you something."

He immediately looked towards me attentively. Those beautiful hazel eyes were giving me his full individual attention.

Oh. He's so handsome. Should I risk our friendship? Will I ever get another chance to look into those beautiful depths of green and gold, after I confess? Will he run away?

"What is it Melissa? You know you can tell me anything." He said with a dazzling smile, maybe thinking that I had some juicy gossip to spill. It's true I was able to tell him anything. He was my main confidant, because he would never judge and would give the best advice. I guess that was why I fell for this kid.

"I..I...Well..There's this kid." 

What? What are you doing Melissa! What kid? We didn't rehearse this! Stick to your lines dammit!!

" Oh a kid, huh?" he asked, looking very interested. He rose his eyebrows urging for me to continue. Meanwhile, I had no idea where I was going with this! He sounded like he had more of a clue of what I was trying to say than me.

" And he's a guy..." I trailed off.

Great one Melissa.

" And who's this guy?" He was still smiling. Is he not jealous that I'm basically insinuating having a crush on this so called kid ?!

"Oh, you probably don't even know him." I quickly shook my head. " He's tall. Like about your height tall." Oh gosh. Where am I going with this? "And he's also a senior, very smart too."

I bit my lip in nervousness. Again, what am I doing? The point was to tell him that I liked him. Not this imaginary guy. I'm suppose to take this leap towards the unknown and risk it all!

"Mhhh. And do you have feelings for this tall-smart-senior-guy- I may or may not know?" 

"Umm..Yeah? I umm..need your help. Yes! You're help. Actually, advice on what to do." 

Advice? Advice on what Melissa!?

"Advice?" he looked at me in disbelief.

Is he offended or jealous? Please be jealous!

Here goes nothing. "Yeah. You see I'm nervous. I think he feels the same way about me, but has not admitted to me yet. Do you think it's weird if I, the girl, tell him about my feelings first?" I asked cautiously. 

"Of course that's fine. And I'm honestly surprised that you have fallen for this guy. I vaguely remember you telling me, and I quote," He placed his arms on his waist, mimicking me. 'I'm a strong independent woman and I don't need no man!" 

I couldn't even deny that, because it sounded like something I would say.

"I don't talk like that." I grumbled. He made me sound so snobby.

"Oh yes, 15-year-old Melissa did."

Ugh. Those were the good old days. The time when I just thought of this kid next to me as a friend. No feelings. No attachments.

I then realized we reached our parting point.

"Well Melissa. My advice would be to just go up to that guy and tell him how you feel. You're an amazing, beautiful, and intelligent girl. It'll be hard to reject someone as interesting as you. You're a walking enigma!" He poked me in the nose, hugged me and left.

Did he just..

Wait. Hold up.

Did he just call me beautiful and amazing in the same sentence?

He also hugged me! Are we making improvements? No more waves!

I forced my feet to walk towards my house. While my complete body was on autopilot, walking home in a slow pace, my head was racing with rapid thoughts.

Once I made it inside, I was greeted by my nagging mother screaming at me to do the dishes. 

I ignored her in my daze and went straight to my room where I dropped my backpack on the floor, jumped on my bed and let out a load girly squeal into my pillow.