I was looking into my mirror, having my shirt up slightly, looking at my stomach, then I heard a knock, putting down my shirt and I walked over to it, opening the door. It was Zack. I moved away letting him in.
"Hey Maya, jeez, how many doughnuts did you eat?" Zack asked, pointing at my stomach. I glared at him. He then held his hands up innocently, shrugging it off. "So tonight's the Sadie Hawkins dance, anyone you want to ask?" He grinned, moving closer to me. I slightly moved. How was I going to tell him?
"I don't want to go." I said lightly, moving toward my desk, facing my back toward him. He then moved closer to me, putting his hand to my shoulder. "You alright, Maya?" He asked. I nodded, gripping the desk. I then faced him, my back was hurting, it felt like someone was sitting on it.
"I'm just not feeling so good, that's all." I said through my teeth, sweating running down my forehead, looking at my bed. Which I should be laying in. He put his hand over my forehead. "Dang, Maya, your hot!" He joked, wiping my sweat on his khaki shorts. "Haha, very funny." I said with a toothless smile.
I couldn't let this get in my way, I wanted to have fun. "So, Zack, you and me, Sadie Hawkins dance?" I said, with a small smile. Zack was like my best friend, he had a huge crush on me, as you can see by the hot joke. Zack gasped, putting his hand over his lips. "Yes, I will!" He said and hugged me. I sighed under my breath, hugging him back.
I couldn't tell him the news yet. He would freak out, and ask who did it. "I'm going to go get ready, I'll pick you up at 7." He said and left. I sighed, going to my closet, opening it and grabbed a white dress. I went to take a shower, changing into the dress, fixing my make up and my hair. I sat on my bed, staring down at my heels, wiggling my toes and someone knocked on the door. I went to the door and opened it. It was Zack.
"Hey, Zack." I said. His eyes widen, looking at me. I felt my face flush and I slightly turned my head. "Why'd you do that face?" I asked, looking back at him. He smiled. "You look amazing, Maya." He said, holding out his hand. I slowly moved my hand, grabbing his hand, closing my door, walking with him to the sky deck. Everyone's eyes were on us. Fast music was playing, Mr. Moseby said a few words about tonight.
"You thirsty?" Zack asked over the music, I nodded and we both walked to the smoothie shack, getting smoothies and sat down next to him.
"So having fun?" He asked, playing with his straw. I nodded, looking back at everyone dancing. Then the song changed, hearing it was a slow song, I looked over at Zack. He looked back at me. "You want to dance?" He asked. I slowly smiled, nodding, standing up, he did too, grasping my hand, taking me to the dance floor. I moved my hands to his shoulders, his hands were at my waist.
I swear my heart stopped at that moment. I couldn't admit I like Zack, he was my best friend. Though, he was in love with me. I just couldn't tell him. He moved closer to me, my chest pressing up against his. His face moved closer to mine. It seemed so fast, then he kissed me. He really did. I couldn't believe it either. I had my eyes open, watching him. His reaction seemed so into it. Then, I closed my eyes, kissing him softly. My arms wrapped around his neck. The song was over, a fast song coming on.
Zack and I didn't move from the position that we were in. We were still wrapped up into each other. I smiled, pulling away. "Why did you kiss me?" I asked, moving some hair out of my eyes. He looked at me. "Because I wanted to." He said. I grabbed his hand, taking him to my room. "Woah! Where are we going?" He seemed excited, I looked back at him with a smile, rolling my eyes. "Your nasty." I said, laughing pulling him inside the room.
"I just wanted to be alone, that's all." I said, closing the door slowly. He sat down on the bed. I sat beside him. "Your acting weird, Maya, what's up?" He asked, looking at me with a worried face. I raised an eyebrow. "No I'm not." I argued, crossing my arms over my chest. He then grinned. "PMS?" He asked. I punched him in the arm. "No!" My lips made a straight line. I don't even have it, I thought to myself. I wanted to kiss him again, trying to get my stomach off my mind. I turned to him, grabbing his face, kissing him roughly, his hands moved to my shoulders. It didn't work, at all. I pulled away, running my hand through my hair, sighing. I put my hand down on my knee. Zack grabbed it, lacing his fingers with mine. I looked down at it. "Tell me what's wrong, there's something wrong, I feel it." He whispered. I shook my head. "It's nothing." I said, staring at our hands.