Why is Love So Blind?

He's Cleaning His Room?

Should I go into his room? What if there's underwear on the ground? Yuck! Maybe it's not dirty. But what if it smells like way too much cologne?! What if it's just like his room when we were little? What if-

"Em? What are you doing here? I thought you were going straight home from school." Zander said shocked.

"I thought I was too, but I can here instead. Your mom saw me standing outside in the rain and invited me in to warm up." I said. "Your mom told me that I could look around if I wanted to." I said shyly.

Zander raised an eyebrow, and said, "So you were debating whether or not your should go into my room?"

"Um... Ya. I wasn't sure what it would be like in there. So... Ya." I said very embarrassed and started blushing.

"Oh... Well good thing you didn't go in there yet. It's really messy. Like really, really, really messy in there!" He said disgusted.

"Ok! I get the point, just go clean it! I want to see how different it looks!" I said laughing while pushing him into his room.

"Ok! Don't go anywhere! I'll try to be fast!" He said smirking as he closed the door to his room.

We actually had a normal conversation without getting mad at each other. I think our relationship is improving! Not the dating kind of relationship, but that'd be nice.

"Ember. Is Zander actually cleaning his room?" Mrs. Jackson asked from behind me.

"Ya, he is. I told him that I wanted to see what his room looked like now, so he went to go clean his room." I said smiling proudly.

"Wow! I can't believe he would actually clean his room for you! He never cleans it for anyone. Not even Stella! You must be pretty special to him!" Exclaimed Mrs. Jackson as she disappeared into the kitchen.

I just stood there. Stunned by what she had just said. It was probably because I hadn't been here in a while. That's all. At least I hope! Wait! What am I talking about? Don't I want him to like me? I am so weird.

"Now presenting a new and well cleaned room!" Zander exclaimed as he directed his attention towards me.

"We'll done Zander! Well done. So, are you going to invite me in it just keep standing there like an idiot?" I asked as I smirked at him.

"Oh ya! My bad! Come in, please." He said in a tour guide voice.

"That's the sense of humor I've missed!" I said laughing.

"So you've missed me?" Zander said seductively.

"Uh, sure sicko!" I said while laughing.

"Not exactly the response I was looking for, but it works!" Zander said laughing.

"Oh course it does! Everything from me, works!" I said seductively.

"Woah. What happened to that little goody two shoes I used to know?" Zander said while laughing his head off.

"Really? When was I EVER a goody two shoes?" I said laughing with him.

"That's a very good question! But I have a better question." He said seriously.

Crap. Please don't be something about me liking you. Please don't be!

"Are... You hungry?" Zander asked.

"Finally!! I thought you'd never ask." I said smiling as I walked into the kitchen. That was close.

"So you still like cooking huh?" I said trying to hold in a laugh.

"Ya... It's not funny! At least I can cook!" Said Zander.

"What? I can cook. I'm actually very skilled. I use something called.... The microwave!" I said smirking at him.

"Haha. Very funny! Do you want to eat or not?" He asked.

"Who do you think I am? I always want to eat!" I said smiling.

"Oh, my bad. How could I forget that?" He said smiling back at me.

Why'd he have to have such awesome eyes? Why'd he also have to have a girlfriend? Why? "Seriously Zander! What's the first thing that comes to mind when someone says my name?" I said smirking again.

"Well, lots of things come to mind, and food-loving is definitely one of them!" He said laughing.

"Of course it is!" I said smiling.