The Boy Across Enemy Lines

Fall Recital.

Another day of school, another Friday, another episode of He Said, She said. But it’s not just any Friday. It’s my recital. I’ve been freaking out all day. What if I crack or everyone thinks I suck? I’ll be the laughing stock of the school. It’ll be horrible. And then there’s Dante, who’s been calling me non-stop since his lacrosse game. What he’s saying is really getting to my head. We shouldn’t let our parents come between us, but then again I’ve only known this kid for a couple of months. My parents raised me. They loved me. They’ve given me an amazing life. The least I can do is stay away from a boy. But I really like Dante. I feel drawn to him. It’s not a feeling I’ve ever felt before. He’s hypnotizing, almost addictive. That doesn’t sound like the beginning of a healthy relationship anyways. I mean, I can stay away from him. Can’t I? Well no. We do have almost every class with him and we have a show together. What if I don’t want to stay away from him? What if I want to be with him? Everything was going perfect until I learned what his last name was. Ugh! I hate this. I hate this mob shit. I hate this enemy thing. I hate it all. I walked through the door into my house and my mom looked up at me from the couch.

“Hello sweetie! Come sit with me.” She said patting the spot next to her. I no better than to deny my mom so I sat next to her. She smiled before brushing a piece of my hair out of my face. “Whenever I look at you I see him.” My mom said rubbing my cheek. I simply smiled. “So Ali… how’ve you been?” She asked sweetly.

“I’ve been good.” I said… even though it was a major lie.

“How’s school?” She asked smiling.

“Straight A’s as usual.” I replied happily.

“Good to hear. How about cheerleading?” She asked.

“Great. We’re in tip top shape.” I replied.

“I heard your doing a little advice show. How’s that? Must be exciting.” She said beaming.

“Yea. It’s really fun. It kind of takes my mind off of things. I can sit back, relax, and help other people solve their problems. It’s kind of therapeutic. And now we even have a fan base!” I said laughing.

“That’s cool. And the person you’re doing it with? How’s she?” She asked.

“Well it’s a he. And he’s great. An amazing counterpart. We’re very compatible and we work amazingly together. Our fans tell us all the time. He’s a really good friend.” I said nodding.

“Talking about hes. Is there a particular he that has caught your eye?” She asked smirking. I’ve always been honest and open with my mom. Now shouldn’t be any different.

“Maybe.” I said suggestively.

“Tell me about him.” She said sitting up straighter.

“Well he has very dark brown hair and green eyes. He’s super tall and tan. He plays lacrosse. He’s funny and nice, but he kinda has a bad boy side. He’s super smart. Like he reads for fun and can quote Shakespeare. He likes cars and bikes. And he’s just a really good guy. Like a really, really good guy.” I said not wanting to give to much detail about Dante, but expressing how much I like him.

“So why don’t you date him?” She asked giddily.

“It’s complicated…” I said slowly.

“Why? What’s wrong?” She asked frowning.

“A lot of things. I’d love to stay and chat but I have to practice and get ready for the recital tonight. Love you.” I said kissing her cheek before dashing up the stairs. Once safe in my room I sent out a group text to the squad. That included Cece, Aurora, Spencer and me.