"Love is Funny"

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'Prelude'

It happened two years ago, when I had my first crush: him, the handsome and intelligent boy. The tipical boy that has his fans secretly watching him with shining eyes, I always laughed at them since I never thought that I would be one of them, not really a fan, but to like that kind of boy. Though now that I think about it, it is difficult not to notice such a boy nor to have even small crush on him: he is my same age, is atlethic, handsome, has good grades- not the top ones but still good ones- even if he does not really like to study, that is what he always says. Taller than me with a charming smile and has beautiful emerald eyes that takes my breath away. Plus, he has a really cool motorcicle which he uses to practice motocross, he comes from a wealthy family and I know that (another good point).

First, I thought as any other girl that he was cute but nothing more, OK, handsome and all but still, just a good looking boy in my classroom. Sometimes I giggled to myself, how lucky. Altought, I was really happy to have my feet on the Earth so I would not end up like the other girls who would be day dreaming about him in class. Another point in my favor was: I would still focus in class, because I was not letting anyone get between my grades, I like to be the top one or at least the top ten from among the thousands of students who study in the same university I go. I am proud of myself. No less, I would turn, sometimes, to see him, he was, like I say, something enjoyable to see.

Days passed with time and I started to grow some annoying feelings for him so distraction was on its way, it was the last thing I wanted. My grades started to drop just like my friends because we were, like we said, with a major girly problem. Major: because even if it looks like simple, it is not, I have experience on it! Love things are too complicated for my taste.

I am one of the few girls that haven´t had a boyfriend so far, and I am twenty years old now. I had some few crushes but nothing like what happened with him, it was somehow special, since my usual crushes would not even last a week. But he was different or it was maybe because I had to see him four days from the five that I studied back then. Crossing the fiction line to the girly fantasy was really easy not to notice, even for me, for a really realistic girl, like my father usually says. But finally I realized what had happened to me and I had to take action before my mid term exams started or my grades would go underground and my pride of not being a stupid blonde girl.

As I said before, having him in my class was lucky but also my dispair so I had to make it an advantage. Casually I would talk to him and I was able to chat with him even a minute and then improved until I got his e-mail, of course not just his but his friends too, and they turned to be now, good friends of mine. A lucky strike.

Time passed by and it was almost two months since I realized I had this crush on him. I had decided to tell him that I liked him the first week that I figured out what was going on with me but my friends looked at me with shocked faces and started to yell at me that I should not do that, I talked to my father too, but the only thing he said was just to trust myself. Really useful…

On a week before my dreadfull exams I decided that this was the perfect time to tell him, even if he didn't feel the same way I did, at least I would not be with the annoying thing in my mind asking what would happen if I tell him…?

One thing I had clear:he was a distraction that I needed to get rid of, since my best friend Lacus helped me remember that he was just a crush that had more influence since I almost saw him everyday and he was indeed really good looking. Even a girl like me, who had her school days in just a girl's school, knows who is really cute and who is not, even a tomboy like me, knows it.

That day, I will sure not forget, because it was the first time I ever said "I like you." It was Saturday, after I did lamely one of my exams, I was so mad since I forgot almost everything I studied just because I forgot my wallet and had to look all over the campus for a stupid professor, so he would tell the miss who would be watching us that I do study here but forgot my ID. I was supposed to get a perfect score but dang me for forgetting everything! Plus trafic was horrible and got home in fifty minutes from my usual fifteen. I was so pissed that day so I made up my mind to tell him that same day… but by MSN. I love technology and Internet!

And I hate him!(I have my reasons)

Our conversation started as always, being me who always starts talking even at classes, is always the same… If I don´t make the first move, he would not ever do something and when is a talking matter I always have to get him to talk to me. That time, I first tried to get some information about his work because we had this final essay to do and I did not know where to start, I asked him anyway, even knowing that there was a really tiny posibility that he would had some of his work already done…

"hey, then when are you going to finish it?"

'the day before we have to give it'

"lol everything on the last minute, right?"

'yeah, lol'

"hey, can I ask you something?"

'yes, ask away'

"but lets just keep it between us, ok?"

'ok'

I remember that my heart was beating really fast and I was indeed nervous even knowing that he was just a crush since I didn't fall for him… I haven't fallen in love with anyone, not yet…

"is it true that Dearka told you that I wanted to ask you to go to the cinema?"

'no, no he didn't'

That stupid Dearka fooled me again! I so hate him! I thought I could trust him since we are some kind of friends, I am not really sure if we are but I thought that maybe he could help me out. I was so wrong…

"that stupid Dearka! He is such a lier!"

He just laughed at my "comment" before I asked him for another question.

"what would happen if I tell you that I like you?"

It was funny, I wrote that laughing alone sitting on my chair, legs crossed while the cold winter was cooling my fingers on my lap top, waiting for his answer. This was it, the final day of the doubts Dearka helped to build, although I was at fault too. Somehow my awful morning seemed not so terrible after all because I was finally doing something about the thing that had being bothering me for so long. Another funny thing was that he took his time because he usually answers me right away, this time he took some minutes…

'ha ha I have no idea'

"ha ha, i took you by surprise, didn't I?"

I think we both were laughing, I was certain that I was really laughing. My heart went back to its normal beating although I was kind of dissapointed I was not sad, must be because I did not had serious feelings for him…

'ha ha yeah'

"it is ok if you don't know since I know it was a bit rush but I hope that everything can stay as it is and that I still want to be your friend ;)"

'ha ha yes of course'

That was it, my first confession. To my surprise and joy, everything stayed normal, so normal that it was like I never said a word about my feelings for him… After that I really appreciated that he did not mention it ever and it seemed like he didn't tell anyone about it. Though I do suspect that he told Dearka because later he started to sing 'a girl in love is around here' Of course, I ignored him.

My classes stayed as usual but my grades started to get higher since I finally could focus. Concentrate. I continued my life just as he did, not bothering in remembering what had happened then, although when I do, I laugh. Is something funny that happened in my life, something I don't want to forget since it was my first time to experience matters of the heart in which I learned that my brain couldn't take full control over my feelings, at least not as much as I thought I would be able.

He was in a way someone I would not forget because I can say that he was my oficial fisrt crush ever after eighteen years of living without that kind of problems. He helped me realize, in a indirect way, that I was like any other girl who can have a crush and think some silly girly stuff and day dream some of the few times that happened… He made me feel like any other girl, he made me understand why my friends always said 'I want to stop thinking about him but I can't'. I think sometimes some things can't be helped.

Hello to all the ones who took their time to read this after my long absence, which is how I am going to start my new AC fic! Lol since most of my fics are AC anyway… This is a AU, taking as a beginning some parts of my personal life (XD inspiration comes from everywhere) though after the prelude I think everything is going to be just fiction. Hope you enjoy it, I really do because I might not write as good as I used to since it has being a long time since I have written something in English… yeah you guessed, summer break just started.

Beta Reader: Ximena, who says: "Indeed, you are a shoujo writer" XD

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