"So, you two kissed," Truffle said. "What're you going to do with him?" Ryan nodded in agreement.
"I'm still thinking," I said. "I don't want to just be another one of those girls that he dates for, like, a month."
"Taken by the way he looked at you on Wednesday," Ryan said. "You should screw his ass."
"Uh, no," I said. "And Truffle, remember what my mom said about sitting on the counter."
"Sorry girl," Truffle said, getting down.
"It's just so much more complicated," I said. "Like if I date him, what do you think he'll expect from me? Wear false eyelashes? Wear different clothes? And Kath and her group."
"That girl thinks she's going somewhere," Ryan said. "Everyone found it funny. Don't know why."
"I forgot if Landon asked her to take it down," I said, rubbing my forehead.
"Oh, it's gone," Truffle reassured me. "Promise."
"Good," I said.
"Maybe you should join a club?" Truffle asked. "To clear your head."
"I'm good," I said. "Well, I'll think about it."
~***~
Clubs were easy to join, but some you had to prove yourself in. I tried for the math one, but since I'm not in a higher math class, I was rejected. I found it ridiculous and annoying. Almost as annoying as Landon's face.
I haven't been sleeping because of him. I stay up late, wake up early, and want death. But the only place I felt truly safe was the trampoline in my backyard and the clear sky.
"I'm going out!" Mom yelled, the front door slamming behind her.
"Bye, I guess," I said. I squinted and connected Hercules together.
A half an hour passed before I heard a thump and a groan.
"Hello?" I asked, sitting up and clutching my phone to my chest. I searched through the dark trying to make out a figure.
"Emma?"
I groaned, dropping my phone and laying back down. Didn't want to deal with his shit right now.
"What, Landon?" I asked. He made his way over to the trampoline.
"I'm sorry," He huffed out, breathing heavily.
"Did you run here?" I asked. "You live like 4 miles away from here!"
"Took me 45 minutes," Landon said. "Look, I've been thinking a lot."
"About?" I asked.
"Us," He said. "I think we should get to know each other better. Honestly."
"I think so too," I said without thinking.
"Really?" He asked, clearing his throat.
"Yeah," I said. "Uh, let's go inside."
I handed him his mug of tea before sitting down next to him.
"Thanks for the tea," Landon said.
"You're welcome," I said.
We sat in silence for awhile. Every once in awhile Landon would sip his tea and wince.
"Want an ice cube?" I asked.
"No thanks," He said, setting his tea down on the coffee table. "Anyways, you going to the fair this weekend?"
"Oh, probably not," I said, twiddling my index fingers together.
"I have a friend who I think you'd get along with," Landon said. "Jade. She's definitely not a basic girl, lemme tell you."
"What makes her not so basic?" I asked, getting actually a bit interested.
"Well, for starters, her hair," Landon said. "It's like a galaxy. It's blue, purple, green, turquoise. And her clothes. Either she's a goth a unicorn. No in between."
"I think I've seen her in the halls before," I said.
"I'll get her during lunch tomorrow," Landon said.
"Sounds like a plan," I said.
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Interstellar
Teen FictionEmma thought her last year of high school was going to be like any other year she's had. Boring. Forcing her best friend to listen to her about constellations. Long, lonely nights. Her horoscope says that she'll meet her special someone. She doesn't...