Chapter 2 - Emily's POV

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For the past three weeks, I have felt as I was going crazy. Since the battle of the blondes started (Ha...ha...ha I'm so funny, Hanna will laugh at that reference. Ok, Focus.) Deep breaths, Ok since the battle of the blondes started, I'm extremely confused.

Hanna has been dressing provocatively; at first, I thought it was to impress her new crush. But, then she has been extremely touchy with me. In the beginning, I rule it out as being part of my imagination. My desire to be wanted. So I just brush it off.

As time went by, the rest of the girls started to notice this odd behavior. Spencer seemed to be in deep thoughts. Aria had a hopeful twinkle in her eyes and Alison... well Alison she was even more confusing.

Alison was acting all lovey-dovey with me. But, with Hanna, she was being an absolute bitch. If Hanna's name was even mentioned, she will throw a fit. Sometimes it felt as Alison was taking her anger on me. Every time, Hanna would do something, that resembles flirting, the make-out session with Alison will become rough.

At times she acts as a jealous girlfriend, there was this one time that I think I heard her said "Mine". My heart soared that day, Am I Alison's? Does she think I'm hers? Do we belong to each other?

I'm wrapped in my thoughts when I hear Hanna saying Good Morning to my mom. That is another thing; Hanna has been riding with Alison and me for the past weeks. There is nothing wrong with it right? I mean we are all friends. There shouldn't be a problem.

I continue to sit on my window seat, waiting for Hanna to march in with some goofy story as always. However, I see her deep in thoughts as well. I start calling her with no luck; I have to stand up and go to her to get her attention.

I placed her hand in mine, trying to comfort her without words.

E: "Hey Han, everything all right you seem distracted. I have been calling you for a while now"

H: "Yes, sorry what were you saying?" I asked while I slowly caress her hand with my thumb.

I decide that I'm going to make her feel good about herself. I start to complement her...

E: "I said that you look extremely great today. I mean, you have always looked great.... Yeah, but the last couple of week, whoa.... I... I mean, you have put like an extra effort... not that you looked bad before or anything, but yeah and today...just WOW!"

God! I'm mumbling; why am I mumbling? Why am I nervous? I start to scratch the back of my neck as a soothing mechanism. Our hands continue to be interlaced.

H: "Thank you, I guess I will take that as a compliment."

E: "YES, yes it was a compliment, Spencer thinks that lately you been trying to impress someone and I definitely think that you will get this guys attention"

Why wouldn't she take it as a compliment? I knew Hanna had problems with her self-esteem. But, I didn't know it was to this point.

H: "You really think that?"

E: "100% sure of that," I start to gather my things so we could go to class.

H: "Hey Em, can I ask you something?"

E: "Sure Han, you know you can ask me anything."

H: "The truth is that I have wanted to impress someone, enough to ask this person out. But, I'm not sure that this person will say yes. "

Really, Hanna? Who would be crazy enough to say no to her? I look back at her smiling to give her some of that confidence that she needs. I only I could take my own advice and once and for all ask Alison what are we and where she wants to go with me.

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