Not my Type

Chapter 4

The dates. They weren't something I was good at, since the beginning of high school they didn't invite me out, formal.

"Don't shout," Zoe complains. "My head is exploding right now."

"Sorry, it's just that Steve invited me to a date last night and ... I don't know what to answer," I say desperately as I walk around the middle room.

"First of all" he gets up from bed and takes my shoulders from your hands "you must stop spinning, you tide this poor blonde girl" indicates "and second: it is not for being a pooper but Steve was, like everyone else, drunk last night And for what you were telling me, he told you while they were dancing. Don't get nervous girl" my shoulders calm down and she lowers her hands.

"You're right, human Barbie," she frowns and I react.

"What did you call me, Tori?" I laugh nervously "in any case it would be the drunk Barbie" puts her hands on her waist.

"Yesterday you looked very dumbfounded by Charles's dance steps, do you like it, little drunk Barbie?" She seems to think so.

"He seems like a good boy, and the truth is that yesterday he behaved marvelously with me at the bar" he shrugged his shoulders "how did they get it?" he asks raising an eyebrow.

"In high school two years ago, I was in first and third in being the most popular, but the most gentle. One day I went to the party flirted and he did not take advantage of the situation like everyone else to take me to his room "Look down" he is a great man, Zoe. So "I sigh and look at her" I don't think I hurt you" 

A look of joy and relief crosses his eyes."Thank you for telling me that, to tell you the truth, I'm afraid that my first boyfriend is a kick like everyone looks around here"

"That's what perfect friends like me are for" I raise my hands and point my face with them "you know" I look at her and she looks at me.

"What happens?" Question.

"I would be very pleased if someone like Charles was your first boyfriend" I admit and lightly tap his elbow with a pillow.

"I never thought I had a better friend other than me. In fact, I thought you would make fun of my lack of boyfriends," he laughs.

"Never, on the contrary, you are a helpless deer that I will lead" we both laugh and someone knocks on the door.

"I open" my friend stands and opens the door, I only notice how she bends down and picks something up.

"What's that? A bomb or something?" I laugh and see how she turns around and a huge smile from ear to ear is on her face.

A basket of sweets and artificial flowers with a sign "maybe, I want a date," he smiled slightly and Zoe got down.

"I think I remembered more, friend," we both shrieked and Zoe left the basket in my bed.

Steve Marti, I had never done this for a girl in high school.

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I left my penultimate class to go to finance, I had a dark blue maxi skirt and a black belly button not too tight with my white tapeworms, and my short hair always loose. And my black glasses, my contact lenses were lost in the room.

Between and this time the middle ranks were almost full, sitting in the last rows, the next one would arrive a little early.

Zoe was sitting in the middle row of the other time, when she looked at me she got up but I told her to stay there and offered to pass me the notes since she couldn't see well from here.