It's Always Been You

Deja Vu?

"PUT ME DOWN!!!!! PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN!!!!!!" I hit his tiny back. Sadly, no luck. His sticky, chubby face covered in cupcake frosting shined with a big buckteeth smile as he laughed histerically.

"KIDS! come in for some snacks!" my mom called out to us, saving my life. James put me down "gently" and my back thumped to the grass. what can i say? He loved eating.  He ran to my mom like the 4 year old he was.

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*eleven years later*

"Hey James, pass me the eraser." I nudged at him.  We were working on our pre-algebra homework in my room while my parents went to get groceries.

" Naw, you can get it." he took the eraser and placing it somewhere where i wont be able to reach it unless i got up to get it.

"You're such an ass"

"why, thank you!" he gave me that smirk he always does when he's flattered.

"Shut up or else i'll purposely give you the wrong answers on your homework." i threatened giving him a devious smile.

"You wouldn't!" he said chuckling in the middle of his sentence.

"Haha, wanna bet?" i held out my hand. "No, i'll take my chances." he said winking at me.

We went to different schools. After this little incident at my old school, my mom felt that i needed more protection, so she sent me to an all girl school. There were these two guys who kept asking me if they can touch me and make out. i knew it was a joke at first, but one time, one of them actually tried to do it. His name was Joshua. He was a nice guy... Well he seemed like a nice guy until that one incident. Only then did i tell my mom and she transfered me out of that school and sent me to Anderson Academy school for girls.

After school, since James lived right next door, he would always walk over to my house. We would help eachother out with homework and projects up in my room. If we didnt have homework for whatever reason, we would play MW3 on my XBox, even though he prefers not to because i always seem to beat him.

We were best friends, ever since we were little, but we've changed. We weren't the Winnie the Pooh loving 4 year old angels we used to be, and if you've seen James now, HE has definitely changed. He wasn't the chubby, cupcake loving, squishy boy that i played with. He is now the extremely handsome, light brown eyed, black haired, skater looking musician who is still my best friend.

"HELLO?? Earth to Alea! e=mc^2!!" he said waving his hand in front of my face.

"That's science you doof!" i said punching his arm. whoah! is it just me or has his arm gotten harder the last time i've felt it??

He noticed that i was zoning out into my thoughts again and smiled, "you like that?" he said with a 'i know i'm sexy' grin on his face.

"like what?" i was confused. " I noticed that you were totally checking out my muscles. And yes i work out if you were wondering." he kissed his biceps like the joking narcissistic person he likes to pretend to be.

i started blushing. "NO! i was uhh, uhh, i was figuring out the square root of 81." i said trying to cover up the thoughts that he correctly guessed.

"we all know that it's 9. haha" he said laughing. "you're blushing." he said pointing to my face. 

"NO I AM NOT!" i said embarrassingly trying to cover up my rosey cheeks. "you definitely are!" he said laughing in the middle of his sentence.

"OO look! last problem!!" I said trying to change the subject. "haha ok then. we'll discuss your glow in the dark cheeks later." he said stroking them with his hand then slapping it. i couldn't help but slap him back.

after a few minutes catfighting like little kids, we decided to finish the homework. "ok, find the congruent angles for figures 1 and 2" i said reading aloud off the book.

"easy, A is E, B is F, and C is G" he said matching all the angles without doing actual math. He was also a math wiz.

"ok, now that we're done with that, how about some videogames??" i gave that witty grin on my face.

"i got a better idea." he said, stealing the witty grin off my face and placing it on his. He got off the edge of the bed and went around to where i was sitting. He held out his hand, and i took it and then:

"PUT ME DOWN!!!!! PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN!!!!!!" I started screaming. He bent forwards and carried me over his shoulder like we did as kids. He carried me like i was nothing. "YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!!!!!" i said laughing hard. I started punching his back when i felt something hard on impact. I picked up the back of his shirt.

"where the hell did you get these?!?!?!?!" i said poking his muscular back.

" i told you! i've been working out!" he said walking slowly out to the hallway.

" DUDE!! what happened to the chubby James?!?!?!" i said trying to kick his gut with my foot.

"He has left the building!!" he said walking down the stairs with me still slung over his shoulder. "and may i ask what happened to the chubby Allie?!?" he said poking my butt.

"HEY!!!! THIS IS OFFICIAL!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!!" i said still laughing my ass off. I punched his back and squirmed my body trying to get down, but still no luck.

"haha, i doubt it." he said finally placing me down.

"THANK YOU!!" i said. i felt all sweaty and out of breath from laughing too hard. on our way out the door, i found my mom holding a crap load of groceries right outside the door.

"hey auntie Meena, are you in need of my assistance?" James asked, being the gentlemen he is around my mom.

"that would be nice. thanks james!" she said handing him the four paper bags. 

We walked back and forth. To and fro the car and the house. When we finished bringing all the groceries in, my mom asked, "Hey you two, do you mind puting these things away while you're there?" 

"Of course not Auntie Meena!" James was such a kiss up. I thought to myself. 

My mom left the kitchen and left us alone. "Hey, when we finish putting the stuff away, wanna watch a movie?" I asked James.

His head was deep inside the fridge. He looked up at me with chocolate icing all over his face, "Sure" he said with his mouth full. Now where have i seen that face before?