Stalker

Hazel

        After the incident with the person swerving in the road, Nick hugged us goodnight and headed off to his own house. April and I went inside, had dinner, and now sat in her bedroom giggling like mad.

"Remember this one?" April pulled out another photo. 

I nearly squealed, "Oh my god! I can't believe we dressed like that!"

        The photo was of, of course, April and I in our 9th grade year during spirit week. We had decided to actually participate on 80s day and looking at the picture right now actually hurt a little bit. Our hair, as I remember, held two cans of hairspray and our faces were plastered in blue eyeshadow, foundation, blush, and lipstick. We looked like overdone barbie dolls, but I admit we had style. We were named best dressed in spirit week. That meant we won even over the seniors. They had a feild day!

"Hey, what about this one." April spoke a little slower this time as she pulled out yet another picture from her white rose shoe box.

        This one was of two teenagers, in their 10th grade year, sitting on a bench staring deeply into each others eyes. It was Nick and I. I was wearing my hair straightened and my teeth, which were lined with bright pink braces, was spred into an embarrassed grin. Nick was smirking at me romanticly and thats probably why I was blushing so bad. He had told me he always wanted to have my heart and he wouldn't let anything ever happened to it. He kept that promise of course. Even now that were not dating he hasn't once let my heart fall or get bruised. My heart started to throb and my eyes welled up in tears.

"That day was amazing... He gave me a ring and everything." I rubbed the ring on my wedding finger.

She stared down at him, "Aw! You still wear it?!"

"Of course!" I was on the verge of crying and she knew it because her eyes were welling up with tears also. 

"You still love him! Oh my God! You still LOVE him!" She was bouncing on the bed.

I felt the springs of the mattress beneath me and I nodded as tears slipped down my cheeks, "Of course I do! How could I not! I still feel so bad for doing what I did to him! I mean, who dumps a guy a week before your suppose to move? WHO DOES THAT?" I was wailing now and April's arms were wrapped around me.

She sniffled along with me, "Oh, HONEY! Its all gonna be okay! I promise! I know he still loves you too!"

I looked up at her with shining eyes, "He does?"

"Yes! He was talking about it before you showed up!"

I giggled a little bit, "Really?"

"Yeah." She smiled gently at me, "You know what? I think we should call him!"

My heart began to skip beats, "NO!"

"Why?"

        My cheeks flushed in embarrassment and I felt silly. Why couldn't we call him? It wouldn't hurt anything would it? I mean, its only a call. Its not like April is gonna tell him I still love him or anything. I watched a grin spred across her face and I narrowed my eyes. Or WOULD she tell him I still loved him? I sighed. This was hopeless. The only way he would ever find out I still loved him was if I told him myself. OR... APRIL.

"April!" I yelled out louder than necessary.

She jumped nearly falling off her bed, "AH! WHAT?"

"What if you... just let it slip that I still loved him? Huh? Huh?" I nudged her.

Her eyes widened, "Your a genius!"

"Really!?" My eyebrows raised as I began to feel proud of myself.

"No, your actually pretty dumb." She smiled at me.

"As are you, dear maiden." I laughed and hugged her, but we went toppling off the bed in a rush.

We hit the ground with a thud and we screamed out in a fit of giggles. I laughed and hugged April tighter. I was happy to be back with my best friend.