The Boyfriend Diaries

32) Okay. I've decided who I'm going to choose

    Chapter Thirty-Two: Okay. I've Decided Who I'm Going To Choose

    I knocked on Melissa's front door, awkwardly shuffling from side to side. I was equipped with my trusty satchel that contained all three complete diaries of all three boys used as my test subjects. Because that's all they were; test subjects. In no way, shape, or form were they anything but. All, except one, maybe

    No Shayenne! You promised that you'd step back if Melissa chose him. So just put on a smile and suck it up. The sooner you get through tonight, the sooner it all ends and you can put this minor speed bump behind you on the proverbial road.

    I nodded my head. I was right, I was absolutely right. So when Melissa opened the door for me, I put on the biggest smile I could and jumped in to hug her.

    “Woah Shay, you're acting like you haven't seen me in years.” Melissa giggled, hugging me back.

    She shut the door behind us and I made my way into the living room, dragging my legs as if I'd lost the will to live. I saw Adam perched on the sofa and I collapsed on top of him. Resting my head on his legs, I had one of my arms draped dramatically over my head.

    “Oh, the torture. Oh, the relief. Goodbye cruel world!” I cried and then pretended to die; eyes closed, mouth open with my tongue sticking out to the side. A second later Adam began tickling me back to life.

    “Shay-Shay, don't leave me! I could not bare life without you lighting my days.” He claimed, pulling me close as he continue to poke at my stomach.

    All seriousness was gone and Adam and I descended into a fit of laughter, with Melissa watching us with a roll of her eyes. When he eventually stopped and sat back I sighed, still laid on Adam's legs.

    “You have no idea how happy I am now that this is over. No more dates! No more itchy-scratchy wigs! No more stupid accents! Yes, praise the almighty!”

    “You're so weird.” Melissa muttered. “You're the only girl in the world who'd complain about dating three guys at once.”

    “Hey, you try doing it! It's hard work, boys are stressful. I have half a mind to not even look at one again until I'm middle-aged and wanting a little Charlie-Bear of my own.”

    “You liked it.” Melissa began teasing, pointing over at me. “Look at her, Adam. She's all glowy. She's all a glow.”

    Adam peered down at me, and I scowled at him in a warning not to encourage Melissa further. But of course he didn't listen to me and started pinching my cheeks, as if I were a baby.

    “Aww yeah, you're right Liss! She is glowing, look at her! She's so cute.”

    I started swatting his hands away. “Stop it, or I will bite you.”

    He pulled his hands back but he still had that stupid grin on his face. “Ooh, she's all defensive, Liss.”

    “Something happened that you're not telling us!” Melissa accused, launching herself up off her chair to kneel beside me, as if having her that close would make me spill the beans. Which I wasn't. I was not going to say anything of the sort about Nate and my first kiss. Not that I'm saying that's the reason behind why I'm glowy as they're saying, cause I'm not. It was just a kiss, it isn't that important or special. Nothing whatsoever. Why can't I shut up?