When We Were Friends || ✔

It's A Date!

Margo's POV

I can hear Ethan's footsteps behind me and I smile. I was used to everyone following me around, but this was different. It was kind of like a cute little puppy that followed you around everywhere, but you couldn't help but love it. Wait that didn't sound right. It was like your little cousin who copied your every move, but it was still cute. Urgghh... that wasn't right either. Anyway, you get the picture, I liked having him around. 

"Can  I have your phone?" I ask turning to Ethan

"Um...Yeh sure, Why?"

"You need my phone number silly!"

"You know most guys would actually die to be in my shoes right now?"

"Why would anyone want to be in your shoes?"

"It's a metaphor." He replies, his mouth tugging at the corners to form a smile.

"Oh.. Yeh... r-right, totally knew that." I internally scream at myself for being so stupid. "Well, I guess it's your lucky day then, isn't it?" I cringe at my snobbiness before turning back to the phone.

"Um... I guess so?"

"Anyways, I'll text you later about the Spanish tutoring" I say in a horrible, horrible Spanish accent

"Right." He laughs while I try to hide my blush at the slight awkwardness in the air. 

"Ok, um, well then, I guess I'll see you later then."

"Ok, well it's a date." He kinda cringes as he realizes what he just said. All I can do is giggle.

"It's a date. Oh, by the way, I like your beanie" I smile at him and his cringed up face.

He looks relieved for a second before smiling at me and heading off down the hall. I turn around and walk to my locker before I go to Queen and Beauty. Beauty is just sucking half of poor Dylan's face off, while Queen is flirting with the school jocks.

"Who was that hottie?" Queen literally screams in my ear.

"Wait a sec, is that that Ethan guy who's in some of our classes." 

"Oh, yeh. Isn't he like a straight A student or something."

"Hi to you guys too," I say, a faint smile playing on my lips. I've been friends with these guys since the start of high school and I love them. But God, can they just dial down the crazy by like 100 decibels?

"We have maths now."

"Yeh I know Quinn, we were talking about it like five minutes ago" I mutter sarcasticly, but somehow, miraculously, she hears me.

"Yeh, whatever." she pouts

"Oh come one. Don't make me feel bad. I know you love me." I declare before me and Quinn bump hips.

"Come on, lovebirds, time for class," I whisper in Beauty's ear as she macks on with Dylan.

She glares at me before giving Dylan a quick peck on the lips.

"I'll see you at lunch, baby." She sighs before following me through the halls. After heading to our lockers and exchanging our books for maths. We head to class. Everyone seems to part when we walk down the hallway, so we can get to class easily.

As soon as I walk into class I notice Ethan. He's sitting at the front left corner of the room reading the maths textbook we have for the term, with his cute lil' beanie on and his dimpled smile. But he seems off, was it sonething I said? Oh God Margo, what is happening to you? I turn back to my friend's conversation, the party on Friday. I was kind of excited but kind of not at the same time. For some reason, it felt like something would be missing...

"What do you think Margo?" asked Beauty cutting me from my trance.

"Huh?"

"Should we go matching in colour or design or should we like wear the same stuff in different colours."

"Um... What do you guys think?"

"Well."  Quinn starts and I immediately I tune out.  I probably sound like a horrible friend right now but I really don't care about what I wear to the party. I could go in a potato sack and no one would even care. Well, Quinn and Bella would probably be peeved off that I would wear something like that. But really, in the grand scheme of things, who cares? Something like ruining their reputation or something. Oh well, I don't even care about my reputation, Ethan wouldn't care, would he?  Wait a second what the actual F. Shut up subconscious Margo, no one wants to hear from you right now. I turn around so I have the perfect view of Ethan's head. I actually couldn't wait for tutoring. But until then... This was going to be a long class...

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Authors Note

Hey guys! This chapter is a bit longer than the previous ones, Thank God for that. Please feel free to comment, vote and share ;D