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Toby
A couple days have passed since we last hung out with Kara and her brothers. We get back on the road in around a month and I just keep finding myself thinking that I really would like to hang out with Kara as much as I can in the numbered days. I don't know if I like Kara but I just keep finding myself thinking about hanging out with her. That's something.
I am sat on the living room floor flipping through the TV, nothing good is on. "Tooooobyyyyy" Connor called out, I turned off the tv and took out my phone.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Can you go buy food?" He asked, I was a little hungry so I said yes. I drove to Target to get food for mine and my brothers hungry selves. I was walking down the ice cream aisle with the huge, red Target cart in front of me. I stopped at the Ben & Jerry's part of the ice cream aisle and took time to decide when I heard a little boy shout.
"Hey, let's go there!!" He says pointing in my direction, he probably wanted some ice cream too. The woman the little boy was with, was too busy looking at boxes of milk or something so the little boy, budged away from the woman and ran to my direction. I gave him space so he could open the freezer door, he tried but it wouldn't work.
"Need some help there little buddy?" I smiled down at him and he nodded. As I opened it for him, the woman turned around and called for him.
"Cameron!" The voice sounded familiar. I looked up and saw Kara, walking up to u- the little boy, named Cameron. While looking at her, I felt like everything else was blurred out; What if I was starting to like her? Or what if I already do like her but I just didn't figure out until now? I can't like her. Not after what happened. I've learned enough, I don't need another one to break me. The thoughts were going all about in my mind until I realized that she was standing right in front of me now.
"Kara?" I asked, she looked up at me and smiled. She was now holding on to Cameron, who was busy picking out an ice cream flavor.
"Oh hey, Riley?" Ouch, but I wouldn't blame her. Most people confuse Riley and I.
"It's Toby" I smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry! You guys look alike.." She apologized and I shook it off.
"Yeah, a lot of people say that. Who's the little one you're with?" I asked looking down at Cameron.
"My cousin, his parents are away for two days so they asked me to take care of him." She shrugged nonchalantly.
"Oh, that's cool. He kind of wants some ice cream, y'know"
"Yeah, he does" she laughed. We both stood there awkwardly until I got the courage speak up again, asking her about what I've been thinking about doing for the past couple of days.
"Hey, are you free on Friday?" The words slipped out of my mouth just like that, she looked at me weirdly for a second. I think I might have just screwed this up..
"Yeah, I am" She smiled sweetly, I felt myself relax at her words and her expression and just everything.
"If only you want to, we could go hang out or something?" My words were slowly drifting away as I asked her the question and the 'i might have just screwed this up' feeling came back.
"Oh, yeah sure! That'd be nice" and everything in my mind and body is at peace again once she said that.
"Great!" I said a little too overjoyed, "I mean, I'll send you what time, and where, and all those things." I covered up my oh-so-not obvious slip up, well I tried to, at least.
"Wait, is this a date or something?" She then asked, and I became nervous.. again.
"No.. no! It's just so that we can, y'know, get to know each other more as friends." I actually did not know whether this thing that I just asked her is a date or not, but I don't think it is. I don't want it to be a date, not after my past. I mean, we've only met like a week ago right?
"Ohh well, I can't wait then!" She claims, "But now, I- we, have to go. This little guy wants his ice cream." She says looking down at Cameron. I almost forgot he was there.
"Ok, well see you Friday" I almost shout as they walked away. Cameron waved back at me as Kara smiled her sweet and kind smile.
My lips tugged upwards into a smile as I pushed the shopping cart into another aisle, what the hell just happened?
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Lost Love (Before You Exit)
أدب الهواةmaybe it was the way he engulfed himself in the serene sounds whenever he plays or maybe, just maybe it was simply him that made her adore him and his guitar. But neither made her show her own feelings out.
