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Three🙊

After school I walk home,it's only a mile away. I enjoy walking because it burns calories and helps me get an extra mile in. I listen to music on my phone and look at the scenery. It's cold here this time of year. Then again Michigan is always cold,with the exception of summer then it's hot as balls. On my way home I spot the cute guy that helped me up. I look away quickly then look back seconds later only to find him smiling and waving at me. I give a small shy smile and wave back. I keep walking but he jogs up to me. "Hey,we meet again." He says nudging me,I look up at him and smile.
"So we do..."
he laughs like I said something funny and I start to feel strange...I look at the ground. "What's your name again?" He pretends he forgot just so the conversation lasts longer. "Its uh...Emily." He chuckles and flashes his cute smile at me. My stomach starts to feel weird...what is this feeling? Endearment...anxiety...gas??? I have no clue but it makes me want to bolt ASAP. "Well...uh Emily can I take you out for something to eat?" I instantly start to panic...Food is the enemy.food is the enemy.food is the enemy.
"When?" I ask hoping he doesn't suggest anything right now. He places his hand gently on my shoulder and his other on my cheek. "How about now?"
Oh no...say no,say no,say no.
"Ummm...sure?"
All I can think about is how much of a gutless piece of crap I am,I panicked And agreed to go EAT.
My mind starts racing...it won't stop.
"Actually Adam...I forgot I have to babysit today,how about tomorrow?"
He looks disappointed when he tells me he has plans with his dad.
"How about you come with me to this killer party this weekend?"
I think about it for a second. "It depends on who's party it is." I say smoothly. He smiles and says "it's Christine's party,it'll be great!" He looks so excited I can't say no. Also I don't know if I'll ever get invited to a popular kids part again. "Pick me up then?" I ask nonchalantly batting my eyes at him. "Oh yeah,see you then cutie." He quickly kisses my cheek before I can object he walks away.
The rest of the walk home is peaceful. When I finally get home I go upstairs and crash on my bed.
An hour later I wake up to 6 text messages from "the best friend in the universe" she talks about the party and asks if I was invited. I text back saying I'm going but don't know what to wear.
She tells me it's no problem and offers to go shopping with me tomorrow for a "sexy ass outfit so I can look bomb as fuck." Her words not mine...but I agree to go. I'm just scared that I might not find anything that doesn't make me look like a whale.
Fat chance.