I wave a good bye to Yanyan as I enter the car. He waves back with a look that worries me, I wonder if it has any thing to do with what I said earlier.
"So how was hanging out with the Yanyan DeJesus?" Adrian asks but I'm too lost in thought to answer. I keep wondering if my statement is going to cause any trouble. I honestly like being friends with him not just because he's Yanyan DeJesus, the famous tik toker but because he's Yanyan DeJesus, a nice, goofy guy who likes big clothes and acts childish.
"Lynn. Lynn. Lynn!" Adrian calls. He shakes me to get my attention and I turn towards him with a lost kinda look.
"What do you do if you hide something you know from someone and are afraid to tell them cause you don't wanna lose them?" Adrian opens his mouth to reply then closes it a bit stuck on how to answer.
"To be honest. I don't know."
We drive home in silence, both with multiple thoughts running through our heads.
Yanyan's POV
I walk through the doors of my house to have my little sister jump on me wrapping her hands tightly around my neck.
"Yanyan! You're back. You took longer than usual to get back from school today"
I boop her nose and smile at her adorable pout that formed when saying the last part of her sentence.
"Well Yanyan got in a little bit of trouble today so he had to stay back" I explain carrying her to my room.
"Why? What'd you do?" She asks with a curious stare interested in my story.
I whisper in her ear as if telling her a secret. "I was talking to a pretty girl in class."
Her eyes widen then her face proceeds to contort into one of confusion.
"But. How'd that get you in trouble?"
"I was bothering everyone with my talking"
At this point we're sitting on my bed, well I'm sitting and she's using me as her chair.
"Yanyan" I hum in response.
"Do you like the pretty girl?"
For some reason, that question makes my face turn a bright red and my mind go blank.
"Don't be silly. I just met her today." She points out the fact that my face is the color of a tomato at the mention of Kae. I brush her off and proceed to distract her with a visit from the tickle monster.
Do I really like her that way? I just met her. But, I can't seem to stop thinking about her amethyst black hair [dyed ofc] and the way it just barley touches her waist, her rare but beautiful smile that makes the almost invisible dimple on her left cheek appear, her dark brown eyes that light up when she's happy.
I'm being ridiculous. I'm talking like I've known her for years. I don't like her, I just think she's beautiful, that's not a bad thing. Thinking someone is beautiful. Perfect.
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I keep tossing and turning in my bed at night unable to sleep one statement running through my mind.
"You're a way better person than I expected in real life."
"What did she honestly mean? In real life?" I sit up on my bed dragging my hand through my hair until an unpleasant thought infiltrated my head. Kaelynn Garcia, that name sounds way too familiar for my liking now I think about it.
I grab my phone and quickly type her name in Tik Tok.
How could she?
A/N : cliffhanger 🙂
