Christmas.
Oh, how I despised the number one thing that always brings couples together.
Mistletoe.
I was at a party and I know she invited him. Yes, him. My one-and-only crush in the entire world is now at the same place as me. I can't believe Buttercup invited him. Saying that I like him, sometimes, but at a public place? It is such a big no-no in my dictionary and it will be embarrassing!
Slouching on the black expensive leather couch, I smoothed out my light blue party dress that I rummaged out of my closet. I don't know if light blue will catch his eye, but I just wore it anyways. I am slightly self-conscious about the way he will look at me, but on the other hand I am pretty calm right now.
I was the only one sitting in her huge mansion while everyone else is outside having a great time partying and all that. I just wanted to be alone for all I care. Then I hear the sliding door open. Then he came in. He asked me, "Hey, why are you in here?" He approached me and sat next to me. My cheeks turned bright red. "Go and party with the rest of the people Buttercup invited." My light blue stilettos were squishing my feet as I walk alongside the white marble floor as I maybe trudged a few feet away from him. I feel like I need a breather for now, this is really the closest I have ever been with him actually.
"I know it's Christmas, but… I don't want to go out. I just wanna be alone." My back was turned from him. I could hear him stand up. I turned around and saw him.
Oh my, he's tall and so handsome. The way his blonde hair is tousled and bangs falling oh-so perfectly in his eyes. God, I sound like Momoko.
Boomer looked up and then smiled back at me. His eyes met mine. His pointer finger pointed up at the ceiling. Unknowingly, I gulped knowing what the situation is. So my eyes trailed from his hand to his finger then up at the slightly dipped ceiling.
The situation struck me like a lightning bolt. Mistletoe.
Making a sour face in my mind, I just faked a smile. He surely does not notice my body language, right? Am I feeling that awkward right now? I feel cold sweat running down my forehead and possibly my back. My palms began to sweat and I am pretty sure this is normal to how a girl reacts to when they see their crush. Lots of thoughts are running through my head and I do not know how to process this situation. He probably is joking, right?
"Well…?" He sounded so serious. Oh my God, please help my situation. I don't know what to do!
He leaned in slowly. I wanted to move, but I felt like my feet were stuck in cement. My body did not react once, but my heart kept beating in and out of my chest as if it were a lion trying to escape its cage.
Little did I know that time passed very quickly and the kiss felt so amazing in my opinion. I still have no idea how I should process this, but for all I know I could hear Buttercup screaming at Boomer while Butch was trying to hold her back. From my peripheral, she was flipping the bird at him and I could not help but laugh at her antics.
In other words, I felt really great tonight. Maybe mistletoe is not that bad.