Nicole Andrew. 15 years old, and isn't like every other girl in town. Her older brother showed her how to live like him, and so that's how she acted. Unless you had lived there for a few years, you wouldn't know Nicole and her brother are related...
I snapped out of my daydream, and turned my head to Singleton.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just thinking."
"About what?"
"How you're a loser." I laughed, sticking my tongue out.
"You're mean to me." He faked a frown.
I smiled and jumped on his back.
"You can't be mad at me forever loser."
He kept a straight face.
I went to bend my face next to his, but he turned his head at the same time, and made the situation very awkward.
"I'm so sorry." He pulled his head away, disconnecting our lips.
I slid off and rubbed the back of my neck.
"No it's my fault. I'm sorry."
We stood there in silence, before I began to climb the ladder to our treehouse.
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"What are you doing?"
"I just like the view from here."
He followed me up, and we stood on opposite ends of the treehouse.
"About the kis-"
"What about it?"
He shook his head.
"Nothing."
I took a step closer.
"Tell me."
As he looked up, his eyes met mine.
"Do it again."
"Wh-what?"
"You heard me."
"Sing-singleton, I don't k-kno-"
His lips met mine again.
"I knew it." He said pulling away.
"Knew what?"
"I felt something."
"Don't be joking. I know you didn't."
"Think I'm lying to you?"
"I know you Reece! You're like my best friend, of course you would pretend to feel something like that."
"Apparently you don't know me at all! I'm not lying to you!" His voice got softer. "Why don't you believe me?"
I sighed. "You want the truth?"
He nodded his head.
"I've never been the one to have feelings like that, so I guess when I get them, or someone else has them for me, it's hard to believe. I can't really tell when people are joking, or if they actually mean it."
