The Key to my Heart

Chapter 23: It's Just A Question (Tam's P.O.V.)

Keefe, Linh? Why did it have to be Keefe? Why not someone who spent a little less time doing their hair in the morning and a little more time studying for tests? I took a deep breath and replayed Sophie's words from Christmas eve. Linh's thirteen. She can choose who she wants. She doesn't need you watching every move she makes. Thinking about the words helped calm me down, but what helped the most was Sophie's voice in my head.

And her voice reminded me of the feel of her hands in mine. And that reminded me of the taste of her lips...

I shook my head to clear it. I never let myself think about those things. They caused me to get lost, to fall into such a pit of daydreams it was hard to climb out.

Instead, I focused on walking to math, which was a much more difficult feat than it had been in the past. I had to force my legs to move, and even then, they went slower than I would've liked.

Sophie was in my math.

I was going to ask her- ask her to the dance. She was a good dancer, whether she wanted to be or not. I couldn't have been terrible, because Linh used to take dance lessons, and she made me be her partner Every. Single. Time she needed to practice. Which was virtually every day. It was torture, but it paid off. If only dance lessons could teach you how to ask embarrassing questions.

"Hey Sophie," I said casually, sliding into the seat next to her. Marella sat on her opposite side. Mentally, I slapped myself. Marella! How could I have forgotten about Marella?  I couldn't do it. Not with Marella right there! With an effort, I shoved those thoughts away.

 "Sophie?" I managed to choke out.

 "Yeah?"

 "Look at me."

 Sophie did.

I took her hands in mine, took a deep breath, and blurted, "Do you want to go to the dance with me?"

 A wide smile split her face and she threw her arms around me and hugged me. I heard Marella snicker, but I hugged Sophie back anyway.

"Tam, you didn't even have to ask," she whispered, her arms tightening around my shoulders. "I'd love to." I smiled and gave her one last squeeze before, out of fear that our teacher would walk in at any moment, pushing her away and pulling out my math book.

Everything was going to be going to be fine.

Eek I don't even think that counts as a chapter, it's so short, but the next chapter is out as part of my mass update, and I got you some music to listen to, so that should make up for it.

Stay semi-sane!

~Mia