Mr. Prince Perfect

(10) Again With The Soccer Ball!

“Tell me now, Emma!” Ally demanded on our break time.

 

“Tell you what?” I tried to ignore Ally and continue my reading under this wonderful shaded tree.

 

“What was all the ‘stop and stare’ moment?” she wiggled a brow at me, jumping up and down like a lunatic.

 

“Nothing” I shook my head, trying to yet, ignore her AGAIN!

 

“Liar. You know what, I think I see Jayden again” she said looking at the far distance. “I’m going to call him over and ask him to take you out again!” she jumped at the idea.

 

“Don’t you dare, Ally-”

 

“Oh, Jay-!” Ally started.

 

I jumped on her, covering her mouth. “ARE YOU CRAZY! YOU WANT ME TO GET RAPED IF I GO OUT WITH HIM, THIS TIME!” I yelled at her like my life depended on it.

 

“So tell me” she deadpanned.

 

I sighed. “I was just out of breath for a second” I said sheepishly, sitting back on the ground.

 

“Because?” Ally put her brow up.

 

I stared at her in embarrassment.

 

“A boy!” she said in excitement.

 

I just stared at her.

 

“It it a boy! And I just guessed that!” Ally clapped her hands.

 

Yet, Ally received another stare from me.

 

Ally, jumped to sit next to me. “So” she nudged me. “Who is the lucky guy?”

 

I scoffed at her. “What?” I asked.

 

“Come on, Emma. You gotta make a move on the guy, before someone else does” Ally insisted.

 

“Now you’re talking crazy Ally. What move am I gonna make on the guy?” I asked.

 

“Why don’t you ask him out to something!” Ally was jumping like it was a brilliant idea.

 

“No” I said. “Plus, isn’t the other way around? A boy is suppose to ask a girl out” I stated.

 

“So? What book did you read that girls can't ask a boy out? At least drop hints on the poor boy!” Ally said moody on the last part.