"Maybe you should make the first move," Kendrick suggested, sitting in the passenger seat as I was driving him to school that day.
I rolled my eyes, "Girls don't make the first move, Ken."
"And where's the law that states that?" He asked, and I could see him fold his arms out of my peripheral vision.
"It's just like, obvious," I laughed. "The girl never asks the guy out,"
"I think if a girl asked me out it'd be the best relationship ever," He told me with a shrug. Girls have asked him out before, and I knew that's why he's telling me that I should do it. But it's different now, because Josh is just really popular and stuff, so I can't just ask him out like that. And there will be a bunch of awkward stuff, I think. Yeah he likes me and all, but he's mad at me and said he's most likely not going to talk to me after Saturday. I didn't tell Kendrick why he was mad at me though, because then he'd try to solve everything, and I just don't want to do that. It's nice of him and all, but it's just not me to try solving things. I know there's a first for everything, I just don't want this to be my first time solving a type of argument. Hopefully though, it'll solve on it's own or some miracle will happen.
I rolled my eyes, "Is that why you're single?"
"Don't go there," He snapped, but I knew he was only joking because of the small smile on his face.
I chuckled, "You just have a bad taste in girls,"
"That's so true my wonderful sister who always has to chase them away," He piped in sarcastic agreement.
"Sorry, Ken, I just don't like you to be talking to other girls than me." I told him in a jokingly serious tone. I sounded like his girlfriend who didn't want him to have female friends though and that was pretty weird, but I don't think he took it as that, obviously, because he's my brother. "But don't worry, you'll find the right girl one day, maybe when I move out."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," He sighed, as I stopped the car in front of his college. It was a huge campus, and there were dorms, but because he doesn't have to stay every single day, he decides to live at home rather than there. I mean, I don't think he had a choice, considering he's my legal guardian and I'm not 18 yet. I know that he won't leave then though, and stay at campus, because I know he hates not being in the comfort of home.
"Love you," I sang, as he opened the door to get out.
He flipped me off before walking away, and I just laughed and started up the car again to drive to my school. I was wearing my new glasses today, and it felt pretty weird now, because people at school are going to see me like that. I know that probably no one will say anything about it, but I still felt weird. And I had my new backpack, which was sitting in the backseat of the car with all of the books that I had in my other bag. Kendrick complained about me being all dark, so I decided to not be dark today and wear red. Well only my jeans were red (a dark red), and I wore a tank top that had two hands making the shape of a heart. I wore lace up ankle boots that finally fit me, because I bought it a while ago and my feet were too tiny to fit in them, but now they fit and I finally get to wear them. Along with that, I had an earring and necklace set with a panda on it, and I wore that, because it was cute. This set, along with my camera and rose set were the only set I actually had; I had just random pairs of earrings in my jewelry box and a few more necklaces. I think I'd need more in order to become a stylist though, so maybe I'll just keep that dream on hold for a while.
When I got to school, I parked in the school parking lot, just as I saw Josh's car park a little to the side of where I parked. I was planning on bringing his hoodie to give it back to him, but then I decided against it, because I felt really awkward returning that, so I just left it home. I leaned to the backseat and got my bag and put one strap over my shoulder, before adjusting my glasses and opening the car door. I hooked the keys on my belt loop and walked up to the front door of the school building, deciding that I should go to my locker today, because I need my math text book, and sharing with Nelson is very, very unpleasant. When I got to my locker, Jason and Amanda were obviously there, because that's where they always are before the bell rings. It's a good thing I remembered what to do to get my locker opened though, because then I think that'd be kind of embarrassing with them there.
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Joshua Bliss
Teen FictionThe cliche 'most popular guy in high school' title would go to Josh Bliss. The boy you see walking around school looking cool, with his group of friends looking cool - girls staring and overreacting in their presence. That 'popular' smirk they alway...
