Falling for dylan

Freshman vs junior

I hopped into Dylan's jeep like I did every morning as he drove out of my drive way quickly as if we were late. Dylan never told me he liked me but he acted like it. Like the other day when we were watching insidious chapter two, I started to get scared so he held my hand. And he is always flirting with me and occasionally I catch him staring at me in a deep haze.

"You nervous"?Emily asked. No I said in a shaky raspy voice. The only other time I have been more nervous was when I gave the speech at my moms funeral. "Yes she is, dylan said in a rude manner." I have known you since you were five I know when your lying". "I'm not lying dylan". He knows when ever I say his name that I'm angry. I wasn't angry at him I was overwhelmed and extremely terrified. "Whatever you say Cas." That's when I knew he thought I was being rude, he always calls me casadoodle. I don't really know why but I never thought about it. I didn't think much of him not calling me by my nick name. Every day when me and Em get out of the car we give Dylan a fist bump and jump out the jeep. I was in a hurry and just gave him a little bump. Before I could get out the car he grabbed my arm and told me not to worry that I would be fine.

The first day wasn't as bad as I thought. When I went to my locker I saw dylan he gave me and Emily a pat on the shoulder and ran off to lacrosse practice. For some reason I blushed when he touched my shoulder. I tried to keep my feelings for Dylan hidden the last thing I wanted was for me was for Emily to be mad at me for falling in love with her brother. After school we waited in the parking lot for twenty minutes before Dylan finally came off the field and toward the truck. But he had a friend with him witch normally didn't happen. Hey is it okay if he hitched a ride with us he's got a flat. When he said it he looked at me because I always sit in the front next to him. I snatched my bag off the stairs and stomped to the car. Was this jealousy I was feeling? Surely not its just a seat in the car. When I got to the car I had the same urge to want to punch him in the face, or maybe his throat, his face is pretty cute. The whole ride I didn't look At him once. I could tell he felt bad because he had that sad puppy look in his eyes. After we dropped of his friend looked at me as if he wanted me to get in the front with him but I just looked away.

Every day after school I always go to Emily's house. When we got to her house I walked straight home and slammed the door behind me. Feeling like a guilty brat I ran up to my room and slammed the door. My dad wasn't home and wouldn't Be for hours

I hate being home alone witch is why I'm always at Emily's after school. I some how managed to lay in my bed and fall asleep.