is my best friend the one? (finished)

chapter 11

[tyler pov]
at noon the boys and i decided to ride our bikes around town. we were riding when greg said, "hey guys, i see ada!"

we halted to a screeching stop and saw ada, kinda far away, smiling to herself by a pond. "let's go see what she's smiling about." michael said.

we propped our bikes up and walked towards ada.

[ada pov]
i saw the boys approaching me. "hey guys." i said, with a dazed voice.

"there's a boy, isn't there?" steve asked.

i snapped my head towards him quick and gave him a wide eyed look. "how'd you..." i say.

the boys look a bit shocked while steve only smiled proudly. "were you spying on me or something?" i chuckle a bit.

"no, but this is what my sister acts like when she gets asked out on dates." steve said.

how did he predict exactly what was going through my mind?? "well that's what happened." i laugh, standing up.

"what??" mike says.

"what? it's believable." i say.

"someone asked you out?" greg said.

"yep." i smile.

"you gonna stand there smiling like a dope or tell us who it was?" tyler asks, a bit harsh.

i shoot him a cold glare. "davy. davy freeman." i say.

michael, greg, and steve's jaws drop but tyler only rolls his eyes. "no way!" greg says.

"really?" mike said.

"ada... i hate to tell you this but it might be a set up." steve says.

i wouldn't be surprised if it was, but being the stubborn girl i am i said,"he told me he's liked me for a while."

"are you serious?" michael asks.

i nod back. i start to walk to my bike since it was parked where the boys were standing. "yeah. he said he'd call me soon." i say, kicking the stake that held up my bike.

"wow, ada. you're serious." greg said.

i nod again. "wanna go for a ride?" i asked.

[tyler pov]
i couldn't believe davy asked ada out. i was so jealous all i could do was be mad at her. it wasnt her fault, she didnt know i liked her. but still, i dont want her with another boy, especially davy.

she asked if we wanted to ride around and we all agreed. ada had still wore her short shorts and a big white shirt. she put her hair in a pony tail, which i always thought was cute on her but i can't think that now.

[ada pov]
we rode off and tyler was quiet. maybe one of the boys hurt his feelings before they saw me. he was kinda lagging behind. "greg, mike, steve. i'm gonna talk to ty, ride ahead." i say.

they nodded and speed up. i slow down and soon i'm riding right next to tyler. "ty... what's wrong?" i say.

"nothing , okay? just forget it." he says.

"no, ty! you're my best friend and i don't want to see you sad!" i say.

"friend. right." tyler said.

"tyler... why are you acting like this?" i say softly.

"why don't you go hang out with your boyfriend? we don't want you here anyways!" tyler says.

i stop my bike. his words hurt. his words hurt even deeper than my cuts and scrapes. his words hurt deeper than my father's punches. his words hurt deeper than crying myself to sleep when my father said he hated me. it hurt worse because i knew my father didn't care. i cared and badly wanted them to care about me. hearing this made me feel alone in the world. it made feel really bad. really empty.

i hopped off my bike and walked the other direction, pulling it along with me. when i got to the end of the street, i heard the boys. "ada!" "come back!" "im sorry, i didn't mean it!"

i don't care if he didn't mean it. he still said it. tears fell from my eyes and i quickly wiped them away. crying made me feel weak. "whatever." i mutter.

i was really far from them. i mean they were on the other side of the street, and i dont mean sidewalk to sidewalk. i decided to go home. that's all i'm good for isn't it?