Pretty Surrounded in Pink

Pacing

When school is back in session I search the halls looking for Samantha. I find her in front of the vending machines trying to get a honeybun. Calling her name I wait until she looks up and then explain my situation to her. Sam says that even though they're best friends Sam doesn't know anything because she hates talking about feelings. Sam says it's a joke in their friend group, but that from what they saw at the party they've been teasing her saying she likes me.

I take this information as a win. Her friends are around her the most and if they think she likes me the chances are very high that she does. When second period comes I enter the class and see her there already. She has her hair in her signature bun with a grey galaxy shirt tucked into a black skirt. Her hands drum against the desk and that's when I notice her usual neutral nails are painted a pale pink. I look down at her hands and smile 'you look great in pink' I say. She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth then looks up at me 'thanks' she says.

Class goes on as usual as I sit behind her thinking of how great it would be to call her my girlfriend. Mr. Deckland announces that Thursday he will be giving out the assignment for the last project of the year. Before class ends she asks me if I want to do the project at her house. The past three projects we did at my house and I never questioned us not going to hers. Something tells me this is a big step for her and I say yes.

Saturday I pull up to her house sweating bullets. I don't know why I'm nervous but I am. I knock on the door and she opens it. She's in Adidas sweatpants and a crop top and I don't think she can look any better; she leads me to the living room. As we pass the hallway I notice pictures on the wall of her and her siblings,I stop in front of a smiling baby with no teeth sat in a bathtub 'is this you' I ask. She walks back towards me and gasps, she's embarrassed, she asks how I even knew that one was her I tell her I could know her smile anywhere. She shakes her head chuckling at me pulling me towards the living room. Her hand on my arm send shock waves through my body and it takes all my strength not to pull her towards me.

Walking past the kitchen I hear a strong voice bellow 'you not going to introduce me to your little friend'. She drops my hand rolling her eyes and says 'Dad Eric, Eric Dad.' We both say hi and I chuckle I've never seen this side of her, she can be sassy and I like it. I like seeing her at home she's relaxed and there's an ease in her movements; I hope she can feel like that around me one day. The hours pass by quickly and soon it's time for me to leave. I say bye to her father and her mom who came home an hour ago. As I make my way back home I can't help but be excited for our next project meet up.