Confidence Boost

2. Like a wet cat

I have had a crush on Caspian Laine since 3rd grade. It was a couple of days after I started school that I got to know Elodie, and as the best friends we quickly became, it was obligatory for us to be together for the most of the time. We used to go back to her's after school and play, and little did I know that she had a brother until I, embarrassingly must I add, found out myself. We don't speak about it to this day, and I would like to keep it that way. Let's just keep it at this; I now know for sure that I don't have a talent within the entertainment business, and so does he. Thankfully, Elodie isn't a pain in the butt about it, and only laughs when I drool over him, even though she sometimes makes gaging noises and pretend to throw up when I take it a little too far. But I guess that is my fault. She likes to embarrass me in front of him though. Hence the reason he found out a long time ago that I have a crush on him. Another embarrassing story? Oh my. I thought I was good at hiding it, but apparently not. He's cool about it though. He doesn't get cocky, rude, or ignorant, he's always nice. And perfect. Although a little more attention wouldn't hurt, if you know what I mean.

I would say that our relationship (you wish) has had it's ups and downs. Especially the last couple of years. I have been on a few dates with other guys, seeing as I felt like he was starting to get a little clingy. Hah, where did you get that from? But no matter what, he is still there in the back of my mind. Not going away. He's perfect.

"Hey, Lydia! What's up?" Oliver, Elodie's boyfriend, nods at me. He takes a seat beside Elodie and picks up his sandwich from his lunch tray. I snap out of my daydream about Casp, and try to focus on the conversation the two of them started after I took too long to answer.

"I don't know. She's been like this since we sat down at this table. Just staring out into the air, smiling. It's creeping me out," Elodie says to Oli. Oh no they are going to ask what is on my mind. I can't tell them it's Caspian. It will be one of those things El pretends to throw up from.

"What is it that makes you look so thoughtful on a fine day like this miss Lydia?" Oli asks, trying to sound posh, but only making a fool out of himself. I grunt at his attempt, trying to act normal as my mind frantically flicks through various believable lies. "Uhm, school! Just thinking about how awesome our last year is going to be." I finish with a smile, making my lie as believable as possible. And if I must say so myself, I made it pretty convincing.

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The sun is blazing hot, and I'm sweating like a pig. "Run faster, Clark! Won't be any hot water left in the shower for you if continue like that," Mr. Dean shouts. I stop completely and bend forward, supporting my hands on my knees. "Too, tired. Not, good, shape," I breath out. El comes over and takes my arm. She starts to drag me along and I groan. "You look horrible." I glare at El, but she just shrugs. She glances at something behind my back, thinking I don't notice. I restrain myself from turning around, and making it obvious that she's looking in that direction. What if it is a cute boy? He can definitely not see my face when I look like this. I was about to ask what she was looking at when her attention turns back to me. "What? You rather have me not saying anything, and let you walk around looking like a wet cat?" It annoys me when she's right, especially when I she's right about something I don't want to agree to. I fix my ponytail and pull my shorts down from being stuck a little too far up my butt. I straighten my back and continue to jog beside El. "Better? You know what? I don't really care. The class is almost over anyways." Elodie just nods and speeds up a little, making me follow right behind. "Gosh, I hate running."

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"Honey, I'm home!" I shout as I mimic just about every fictional couple that's ever been heard of. My bag hits the floor with a thump as I let go of it beside the little table at the entrance. "Move, Lydia! I have to pee." El pushes past me in a hurry, dumping her bag beside the stairwell, before she sprints into the bathroom. As I turn around again and start to remove my jacket, I hear steps come down the staircase. "What was all that noise about?" And as I turn around again, my jaw nearly hits the floor. "Holy moly," I whisper to myself.

Caspian Laine had always been one of the cool kids. Everyone liked him. Not because he was so mysterious or bad ass, but because he was kind. He was always in a good mood and greeted everyone with a smile. Of course, he was good looking as well. Isn't that just typical? I mean, of course there had to be another thing about him that is so perfect and pushes him further out of my league. With just one smile he could make me surrender to him.

"Are you alright?"

Jeez, what is wrong with you, Lydia?

Wohoo! Second chapter.

I am aware that this took a while to write, and that it's not very long, but I feel like I produce better texts when I write short chapters. That is because I feel like I don't have to force myself to write more than I can manage. I just like it better like this.

Anyways, hope you liked the chapter!

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