I have NEVER had such a great conversation ever in my whole life! Wyatt and I talked literally till 2 in the morning. OH and p.s it's a school night! I go to school and runs up to Deion hugging him "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!!!" I say as i hug him and he chuckles "You're welcome? One question..what are you thanking me for?" He asks smirking and i roll my eyes "For giving wyatt my number silly!" I say.
I sit and talk with deion about what me and Wyatt talked about. I could tell i was blushing. Thank god the bell went off before Deion could give me crap about it. I jump up and heads to art class. My favorite class besides Drama. Art was my favorite class for TWO reasons. 1.I just freakin love art, 2.Wyatt was in the class and not just in the class but sat RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!!
I walk in and sits down as i look down continuing to doodle i listen in to what Wyatt was saying while talking to one of his buddies.
"DUDE! you dont understand ive just never had a talk like that and got so comfortable so fast" Wyatt says as i hold back my smile. "yeah yeah but how could you be comfortable when you have no clue who this bitch is??" his friend chuckles making Wyatt roll his eyes "you know it's not all about looks ya know! Ashley what do you think?" He asks and i look up in shock as he asks for my opinion.
"Well if you really like her then no i guess it shouldn't matter" i say in a soft voice and slightly smiles making him smile happy that i agree. God why does his smile have to be so cute with white teeth and dimples just UGH.
As we paint his friend is just messing around making Wyatt complain about the mess. "Whoa...you're really good at painting...maybe you should paint for me sometime" Wyatt says and winks and i smirk rolling my eyes trying to stay calm when i was literally SCREAMING inside. "Y-you're not too bad yourself but um with outline you're supposed to go softer and not be able to see the led in the final outlook" i say and he looks at it and nods "thanks" he softly smiles. WHY DID I SAY THAT?!? I SOUND LIKE SUCH A SMART ASS WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!?
I was so happy when that class ended since Wyatt didn't talk to me for the rest of class making me freak out even more. After my day i get home. Of course me and Wyatt talked, He even called! THANK GOD voices sound different over the phone and that i'm more quiet in class.
Then the dreaded question came up..
Wyatt:So Tris i know you live around here and go to Liberal High ( I made a highschool up oh well) But i would like to ask...what do you look like?
I stare at that question for what feels like hours. Freaking out not sure what to say and or do.
Me:well you remember that story when i went skateboarding for the first time? i dropped and broke my phone breaking both cameras :(
I mean i'm not lying i did break my selfie camera so when i took pictures i used the front camera.
Wyatt:Aww! that sucks to hear! well when you ever get a picture send it to me. maybe at home coming that's comin up? :)
Me:Oh yeah def! I have to go i'll text later baii.
I have less than 3 weeks to figure out what to do and what to send him! UGH GREAT JUST FREAKIN GREAT!!
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Why Him?
Romance"why didn't you just tell me ashely?!" he asks. I look up at his eyes as they change from a light sky blue to a darker ocean blue mixed with sadness and hate making me feel like I got shot in my stomach. "i-im sorry, I was just scared that-" then...
