Ethan's pov*
I have a choice to make. Will I go with pretty, popular, cool, funny, Lola, or with ugly, unpopular, uncool, strange, lilac .
The girls had their differences. Lilac connected to me in a way that Lola never will. ever. she's talented, where Lola's pretty, she's unique, where Lola's cool, and most of all, she's all about ddifferent where Lola will do anything to make everyone fit in with her.
I guess I've made my choice.
I walk up to Lola and say,
"Hey I don't know what came over that girl, before, but I did not know about it. And uh, didn't your family go on a trip to Bali?"
"Yeah we'll we got back 2 days ago, and so I took one day off school to cover up the jetlag, couldn't come to school with those horrible dark marks under my eyes!" she shuts her locker, turns around to me an looks me in the eye. "I love you Ethan. dinner at mine tonight?"
"Sure." as long as its not my place. I ask myself a question.
What will I tell lilac?
I could tell her I was dared, that I missed lLola, that I had been taking drugs, that I was tired. I could tell her a lot of things.
It's just not the truth.
