Story time! Once upon a time I had a crush on my friend (We'll call him J). I never open up about my feelings because it's messy, and if it's going to happen, it'll happen. If it doesn't, then I'll move on.
Cue best friends.
They force me and J into a corner table to talk tonight and it's going great. Enter lil' miss Lex, my obnoxious 'friend' who I'm pretty much just nice to because I don't want drama.
"Do you LIKE him?" she says. Loudly.
"Yes." Mads informs.
J freezes, I hide my face.
"You know we're dating right?" Lex asks.
J asked Lex out yesterday. My heart cracks. I smile reassuringly, as per usual. Nothing fazes me, I am invincible.
"I figured. Don't worry about it." I say
"You could go to the movies with us?" Lex asks/insists. I decline.
J apologizes profusely, his eyes hold sympathy, the deep brown so piercing I have to look away.
"Seriously, don't worry about it. It's okay. It's just me." I assure.
Mads has to leave. I sit alone with Kayla, who's daydreaming.
Lex purposefully sits nearest to me with J, flirting and leaning against him.
"Aw, now another girl likes you!" she squeals.
My last interaction with J is after Lex goes out the door to wait by the car. His hands are full of her trash from dinner. I lift the garbage bin lid, and nod at him. He apologizes again. I shake my head and say it's fine.
Moral of the story, kids: Some girls are birch trees, and sometimes you should keep your feelings to your darn self.
~Cookiexx