words i didn't say ~ cmb [COMPLETED ✓ ]

ch. 3

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i blush," umm... thanks..."

"i'm gonna go in the water now," corbyn says awkwardly.

"mhmm," i mumble, looking down.

"what was that? ashley asks, getting out of the water.

"nothing. let's get some frozen yogurt, yeah?" I ask, trying to change the topic.

"stop avoiding the topic. what was that?" she demands to know.

"we were just talking about old times, ash. it's all good."

"so then why were you blushing?" she smirks.

"bishhh... i wasn't blushing, GIRL," i fake laugh.

"c'mon azzy. tell me," she pushes.

"we were talking about boyfriends and girlfriends and he said i looked pretty," i shrug.

"OOH! now let's get some celebration froyo!" ashley smiles, running up to the small shop on the beach. we walk inside and i see someone familiar. darian james with his friends. darian used to be one of corbyn's friends.

"hey azalea!" he smiles. darian was pretty popular in high school and we weren't really friends but we said hi and stuff like that.

"hi darian!" i say, returning the smile. corbyn and maya walk into the shop, looking and the different flavors.

"is that-" darian starts, looking excited.

"corbyn? yeah," ashley shrugs.

"corbyn! my man!" darian says, walking up to him.

corbyn looks confused, "umm hi?"

darian's smile fades, "it's me! darian!" he exclaims.

corbyn smiles, "darian? bro! i didn't recognize you!"

"i look exactly the same as i did two years ago," darian jokes.

"who's this?" darian says, gesturing to maya.

"maya, maya torrance," she smiles.

"let's get some froyo!" darian says.

"i'm probably gonna get the flavor that tastes like a melted rocket pop," i smile, telling darian.

"same! i love..." he pauses, taking a look at the flavor, "fourth of july spectacular..." he says, reading off the flavor as a question.

"how's life darian?" i smile, looking at him.

"i was accepted into ucla with a football scholarship," he answers.

"i was accepted to ucla too!" i say. what a coincidence!

"that's great! maybe we can dorm together!" he exclaims loudly.

i look around to see if anyone had heard and saw corbyn staring at me with a scared expression.

why was he scared? corbyn quickly looks away and back to christina.

"could i get your number? we can chat and see where we end up!" darian says, pulling out his phone. we switch phones and i type in my number.

"hey azzy! let's go back to the beach!" ashley whines, looking annoyed.

"you finished your frozen yogurt already?" i tilt my head.

"yes! bye darius! she says, pulling me out of the shop.

darian laughs, waving goodbye. as soon as we're out of the shop, she glares at me.