Tales of a Music Prodegy

He loves me, He loves me not...

"What happened Kay, you haven't said a word the entire way home. You have to talk at some point," Andy says from the driver seat. Geez, this has been the longest fourty minutes of my life.
"Andy, I told you, I'm not talking about it with you. You'd go insane, and do something rash. No, I won't tell you."
"But Kay-"
"Drop it Andrew. Now." He falls silent, and I stare out the window. He is so stubborn, sometimes I wonder how in the world I deal with him on a daily basis. We pull into my driveway, and I rush out of the car before he's even turned off the ignition.
I run up to my door, and close it behind me silently, so I don't wake my parents. A moment later there is a small knock at the door. If I wasn't standing directly in front of the door, I never would have heard it.
"Yes?" I ask, "What do you want, Andrew?"
"Come on Kay, just talk to me."
"I said that I don't want to talk about it. Really, Andy, I'm fine," I murmer through the door. In reality, I'm not fine at all, but I don't want him to worry. I don't really care, I guess that I just thought that maybe for once a guy would like me, and actually want to get to know me better. Obviously, I'm delusional. That is never going to happen. But, I still don't want him to worry and do anything stupid, so I just won't tell him.
"Kay, I know you aren't fine. Now let me in."
"No, I said that I'm fine, and I mean it. You can go home, don't worry about me," I whisper. I hear his footsteps receding from the door, and I go and curl up into a ball on the couch. I think that I accidentally left the spare key under the mat by the patio door, but I don't feel like going to get it now. I'll do it in a few minutes, before I go upstairs to my room. I feel a pair of arms around me and I look up to see Andrew wrapping me in a hug.
"It'll be okay. That guy just doesn't understand how special you are." What is it with him and being all touchy-feely with me lately? He has never hugged me for this long before, like ever. I'm not complaining, but it's odd behavior for him. "Do you want to talk to me about it?" I don't say anything, hoping that he will just give up and leave. But for some reason he won't. "Come on, Kayla. Why don't you ever talk to me about anything anymore. We used to tell each other everything."
"I know."
"What changed between us?"
"I don't know," I say. Yes, I do know. But I am not going to jepordize our friendship because of some stupid, high school crush. I mean he doen't even feel the same way about me, so it doesn't matter.
"Please tell me Kayla. I swear if I laugh, even once, you can slap me across the face." I can never say no, can I?
"Fine. Here is what happened." I relayed the story of the date, start to finish. Every.Single. Detail.
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"So it didn't work out with Aaron?" Piper asks, as I shut my locker and we start our walk to Chem class.
"No, turns out he isn't as awesome as he seemed." We walk into the Chem room and sit down in our desks.
"Well, I hope that it didn't end too badly," she says, sounding worried.
"Why?"
"Look." I look over towards the door, and low-and-behold Aaron Carters is talking to Mr. Stevenson, presumably about where he is sitting in this class. Some words were said, and Mr. Stevenson spoke up.
"Alright class, it looks like we have a new student. He actually came to school for the first time yesterday, but he transferred from Bio II. This is Aaron Carters. Can you tell everyone a little bit about yourself?"
"Well, I moved here from Montana and my mom just got a job working as a secretary at Baker's Firewood Company, in downtown." he uses that crooked smile thing that all boys like him seem to possess.
"Well, Mr. Carters, you can sit down beside Kayla Morgan. Kayla, please raise your hand," Stevenson says, and I wish that the earth would open up and swallow me whole. I slowly raise my hand, and Aaron travels to the seat beside me. I busy myself with doodling on the edge of my paper. I feel a tap on my arm and a little white piece of paper plops onto my desk. Assuming that it's from Aaron, I leave it sitting there, and continue doodling as Mr. Stevenson drones on and on about different chemical bonds. This class is so boring, but I need to take it, if I want to be elligable to graduate with honors, like my parents want me to. I hear another plop on my desk, and look up to see yet another small, crisply folded piece of notebook paper on my desk. Letting my curiosity get the best of me, I open the first note.
"I can explain about last night. Meet me under the west staircase at lunchtime."
I rolled my eyes, and crumple the paper, not even bothering to read the second one. The bell rings, signalling the end of this torture, both the class and Aaron. I gather my belongings and rush out the door. Piper immediately catches up to me and I know what is coming next.
"What did the note say?"
"That I should meet him under the west staircase at lunch."
"You should totally-"
"No, Piper. I'm not doing it, I'm not stupid."
"But-"
"No. I said no, and that's the end of it. So drop the subject." I walk away from her and grab my lunchbox out of my locker. I go to search for Andy, and find him at our usual table.
"Hey, you wanna eat out on the grass with me today?" I ask. I know that he knows the reason I don't want to eat in our usual spot today.
"Yeah, sure. I'll meet you out there, I have to pack up my lunch, and finish this last math problem, and then I'll be out." I nod my head and walk out into the courtyard, and feel the warm sun on my face. There is an open picnic table by the old maple tree, and I snag it before anyone else can. I sit down and look around, thinking. I can't believe my luck, I finally get a date and he turns out to be a doofus who has the attention span of a peanut. Now, he's probably going to try and ruin my life, all because I didn't want to go on a date with someone who doesn't pay any attention to me.
"Hey," Andy says, sitting down next to me. He's a little closer than normal, but I don't say anything.
"Hey," I say, looking down at my turkey sandwich.
"What's up? You never want to eat out here," he says, pulling out a half eaten piece of pizza and a bottle of water.
"I guess I just couldn't handle sitting in there today. You know, after last night and Chem today, it's just too humiliating."
"Humiliating? Explain?"
"Well, how could a girl like me ever think that a guy like him would want to get to know me better?"
"Kayla, you don't need that douche. If he doesn't see how amazing you are, then it's his loss. Don't beat yourself up over it." I look up from my now unappatizing sandwich, and see him staring at me. I suddeny feel embarassed that he feels so bad that he has to lie to me to make me feel better, and all I want is to be alone.
"You know, I just remembered I have this huge test today that I have to study for. Umm, I'll see you later," I grab my sandwich and sprint off to the library. What just happened there? Andrew has never said anything like that to me before, and I can't help but wonder, if he likes me too. NO, that only happens in fairytales. I pull a random book of of the dusty shelf and dive in.

A/N
Soooooo any thoughts? I mean do you guys thinkg that Andy likes kayla too? Or is she right, does that only happen in fairytales? This just got interesting... Muahaha

Update: Tuesday

Love ya to pieces & STAY GORGEOUS ~Ally