What Cece Saw
"Hey Deuce!" She calls from across the hall. He freezes, then grins at her and waves. She smiles and waves back before skipping off to class, and he just stares after her for a minute before opening his locker. I chuckle. He's hooked.
It's a late night, and all the lights are out. Except for the flickering T.V screen, it's pitch dark. She's pressed into him, eyes glued to the movie, Zombie Rats 2. He's barely watching the movie at all, more interested in the fact that she's practically in his lap. She screams again, and he laughs a little. She seems to realize her position and moves away, and he sighs inaudibly. It's no wonder Deuce is always up for a scary movie.
She's crying on the park bench, that guy she liked ditched her. As the 'best friend' I'm supposed to be furious. But I'm not the most upset person in the park today. Deuce is enraged. I've never seen him so angry. He's growling, literally. His body is stiff, and his hands are in his pockets, the steam practically coming from his ears. He's listing the people he knows who could eliminate the guy who did this. I think one look at Deuce would send him running.
There's never a day when you won't find her wearing that watch with the second hand. She puts it on every day, and shines the face every night. I think it's weird, but it's her good luck charm. She wore it for the auditions, she made it. She wore it for the big math test, she aced it. So she wears it every day. Like today. There's no big event, but the pale blue timepiece is still on her wrist. She's rubbing the face with her thumb, it's a nervous habit she's gotten into. I don't think he's noticed she wears it constantly, I can't wait to see his face when he finds out. I think he'll see it today. He's over by her now, telling her how to reduce square roots. She already knows how to do that, but she likes it when he leans over her shoulder and helps her out, and he's happy to oblige. She's pointing to something with her watch hand, and he points to the watch. She nods and he smiles like he's just won the lottery. Ah, I love seeing people in love.
When he hugs her, she freezes up, her eyes shut, her arms stiff. He lets go and runs off, to another potential customer. She un-freezes and opens her eyes. I raise an eyebrow, and she blushes, looking down at her shoes.
"He smells good," She whispers before getting up and racing away.
** I know, I know. It's a little kid show. But I think it's cute(: Anyway, I know it's short, but there will be some more chapters soon. Very soon. So until then, review!- Dizzylizzy(:
