~Chapter Three~

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~Nick~

What is wrong with me? Why doesn't Tasha like me as even a friend? What have I don't wrong? Was it just because of her past? I don't know anything anymore.. I really like Tasha. More than anything. She just.. Makes me happy.

The first day we met we got off to a really bad start.. I don't want someone who I just met to hate me! That makes me seem like a bad person!! Ugh, I need to just get online.

I got on twitter, and the first thing I saw was a picture of me bumping into Tasha. The captian said 'Nick saw with a mysterious woman. Who could she be!?' Uh oh..... I read through the comments. Pretty much, people think she's my girlfriend.

Uh oh.. If Tasha finds out, she is going to hate me for this! I can't have her find out. Me and her probably won't even ever talk again. She specifically told me that after yesterday, we wouldn't talk anymore.

Just the thought of it brang sadness. I decided I needed to go for a bike ride. I got in some sweat pants and a sweat shirt. I. Walked outside and stared at Tasha's house. I wondered what it looked like inside. I got on my bike and rode.

I was riding my bike, looking at all the beautiful surroundings. I saw a girl who looked familiar. I looked a little closer and saw that it was Tasha. I rode up to her.

"Hey, nice to see you." I smiled. She smiled. I felt accomplished to make her smile.

"Hey.." She looked nervous or something.

"What's wrong?" I asked, trying to make her fall for me. In a way.

"Nothing. I was just going for morning run. What are you doing?"

"I kind of have a lot on my mind..." I looked down at the ground... Something I usually don't do.

"What's wrong?" Tasha asked concerned. I wondered why she was being so nice.

"Twitter." I replied.

"And?" She looked confused.

"Well, people are posting that me and you.. We uhm... Well..." Tasha cut me off.

"We what!? Come on, spit it out!"

"That we date.." I was actually feeling scared. I was scared of her in a way. She was always so mean and hates me.

"Ohh.." Tasha said. I was surprised. I had thought she would yell at me or something.

"You didnt yell.?"

"Yeah, so what.?"

"I don't know.." I stared at her for a while. Then she broke the silence.

"Well, I was kind of thinking that we... Might be able to.... Make this thing work..."

My mouth dropped open. "You mean... Like... We should date..?"

"Yeah..." I picked her up and spun her around. She laughed.

"Well... I'm going home. Would you like to walk with me.?"

"Yeah, I would love to." I smiled. She looked at me, like she was happy. Like she finally got out what was needed to be said. Like she finally got the man of her dreams.

"What's wrong?" I asked, just in case.

"Oh, nothing. Hey, if I act weird, don't mind it, its just from how my last relationship ended up. No worries though."

"Hey, if you ever need to talk about it, I'm here. "

"Yeah.. I know. But I'd rather keep to myself...." Tasha looked around. "So, let's start walking."

I smiled. "Sure let's go."

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