Teen Cuties: Compilation 2

Tears

Tamora was reluctant driving over to Felix's house to work on their English project, for reasons she did not want to admit to herself. He was a nice guy; an overly nice guy; so nice and charming that he could win over just about anyone with that relentlessly sweet smile of his, or with that sensitive southern accent, or with the way his brilliant blue eyes shimmered or how his cheeks were bright red all the time—

Keep it together Tamora, she thought to herself as she drove up to Felix's house. There was no way she was attracted to this goon! She'd just been through a bad break up and the last thing she wanted was another boyfriend.

Tamora shut her eyes in a small fit of anguish and gripped the steering wheel after parking the car. Get over him already, he isn't worth your tears anymore.

She knocked on the door and waited for a good minute before attempting to let herself in, which proved to be successful, the front door unlocked. There was no sign of anyone, not even Ralph or his annoying little sister. Just when she was about to call his name, she entered the kitchen and saw him. She wasn't surprised to see candy canes scattered everywhere, those were obviously left by Vanellope, but what did catch her off guard was the sight of Felix sitting at the counter with a box of Nesquik chocolate milk mix, eating it with a spoon as if it were cereal.

This event would have been completely insignificant and/or annoying to Tamora if she had never done this herself. But she had. Many a time. When trying to get over Brad.

When Felix finally noticed her standing in the doorway, he nearly fell out of his chair, but saved himself by gripping the counter.

And then Felix heard something he'd never heard before in his short life.

Tamora's laughter.

She wasn't laughing long, but the lingering joy in her face made Felix's heart flutter. And just when he was trying to eat his feelings about her too. Now she was here, laughing, smiling, right in front of him, and he had no idea what to do but smile back and let his cheeks turn an embarrassing red.

And for a moment, he thought he saw her eyes glisten.

A Little More Than Friends

"I had a bad break up, Ok?"

Felix was surprised to hear her say anything, let alone something completely off topic. They were in the library studying together, given they were studying different things. Felix was working on his mechanics homework while Tamora was supposedly reading for English, although it was obvious she was procrastinating, having been staring off into space for quite a while.

"What was that now?" Felix asked quietly, eyeing the Nazi-of-a-librarian from across the room, making sure she hadn't heard them.

"Before I moved here," Tamora started, her voice low as well, "I had a really bad break up and I don't want to date anyone right now. It's just too much for me."

Felix nodded, his eyes reflecting his genuine understanding. "Of course. Thank you for being so honest with me."

Tamora gave a small smile and exhaled, having wanted to get that off her chest. She knew they were friends and just hung out for the heck of it, but it was obvious how Felix felt about her and she didn't want to break the little guy's heart—let alone cater to her own desires regarding wanting to date him, not now anyway.

Before she could return to her reading, Felix spoke again.

"I knew about the break up before, though."

Tamora took a second to process the statement before her look of slight confusion turned into a deadly glare. "What?!" Was her response, having said it in a rather normal volume, gaining the librarian's attention.

Felix's eyes grew wide, more in fear that Tamora would get them kicked out of the library than anything else, though she was quite intimidating. He'd gotten quite used to her threats and thought she was cute when she was angry.

"Kohut told me, a few weeks ago, I think." He whispered, making near frantic gestures pleading her to quiet down.

"Kohut…" Tamora growled, making a fist and almost pounding it on the table. She continued in a harsh whisper. "That blabbermouth, pussy willow. What right does he think he has telling everyone my secrets?"

Felix took a moment before answering, enveloping his hand over Tamora's still clenched fist. "He told me because he thought I could help you."

Tamora still looked mad, but didn't reject his hand. "Help me?"

"Help you adjust to everything, and to understand you. If I hadn't known, I don't think I would have known what to say to you or how to even approach you. And…I probably would have asked you out right away."

Tamora shook her head and pulled her hand away. "Fix-it—"

"I know, I get it." Felix interrupted, hands in the air like he was surrendering. "We're just friends. That's fine with me."

Tamora shook her head again, this time with a slight smile on her face. "No. I think we're a little more than friends." She looked back up at Felix and he could tell that she'd cooled down; that she understood where he was coming from and grateful for their friendship.

And then they were kicked out of the library.

Popular

Tamora didn't want to be at this party, but her team had won the first game of the football season and they wanted to celebrate.

So here she was, sitting by the pool in Markowski's backyard and watching people socialize. It wasn't that she didn't like parties, but she'd only been at this school for a couple months and still didn't really know anyone besides her teammates, and they were all dancing. She wasn't too fond of dancing.

She knew Felix liked parties, but doubted he'd be there, so she didn't look for him.

Until she heard the crowd inside, chanting his name.

Everyone knew that Felix was the mascot, (apparently everyone except for Tamora). It was just another reason why he was so popular. Felix enjoyed the attention, but only to an extent. He was naturally a humble guy, so he thought the anonymity would give him a creative outlet. To his surprise, having everyone know it was him wasn't too embarrassing, and people liked his dancing, even when he was just at parties being himself.

It was funny to think that he'd only agreed to be the mascot because he was one of the only people able to fit in the Lion costume, it being abnormally small.

He had been to the game, obviously, and some friends had taken him to the party. From the moment he arrived—a little late due to him having to change out of his costume—he went looking for Tamora. He texted her twice, but never received a reply, which made him a bit anxious. Could she not hear her phone? Was she ignoring him? Was she not even at the party?

Before Felix could go and investigate, Mary excitedly walked over from the living room. "Feelix!" she sang. "You're needed on the dance floor!"

Felix wasn't necessarily in a dancing mood, still a bit winded from the game, but he couldn't refuse one his oldest friends. She practically dragged him back to the living room when people started to chant his name. The peer pressure worked every time, he had to admit, but it was just dancing, so he'd always felt happy to do it.

Just then, he saw Tamora walking in. Knowing that this would be the perfect chance to impress her, he turned to Mary.

"Turn up the volume."

Tamora was having difficulty believing what she was seeing. She knew Felix was popular, but had no idea that this was the reason why. People were surrounding him, cheering him on as he danced. It was some sort of free style that she'd never seen. She wondered how such a sweet, nerdy guy could be so coordinated; how a guy as modest as Felix could have a scene like this.

Eventually, everyone broke out in dance, which really only consisted of jumping up and down to the music, and Tamora had seen enough. She turned to go back outside when she felt a hand touch her arm. She looked back to see Felix.

"Tamora! I've been trying to get a hold of you all night!" Felix said, raising his voice a little because of the loud music. Tamora took his hand as they maneuvered their way out of the crowd and back outside.

"I've been here. Why didn't you call me?" Tamora asked.

"I texted you. Twice." Felix said, folding his arms in mock frustration.

Tamora raised her eyebrows at him and his resolve was lost when he smiled wide. "I'm serious, though. Did you get my texts?"

She reached into her pocket and checked her phone. It read "2 messages."

"Woops." She said. "Sorry about that, short stack."

"It's fine, no worries." Felix reassured her. "So…would you like to dance?"

Tamora made a face. "I don't dance. And it's not really my thing."

Felix smiled and took her arm again. "That's because you've never danced with me."

Tamora glared at him playfully. "Getting a little cocky there, dancing queen."

Felix honestly didn't have a comeback for that one, but that was ok, Tamora usually won when comparing their wits.

"Just give it a try. For me?" Felix asked. Seeing that she still wasn't too thrilled, he compromised. "If you don't like it, you can throw me in the pool. Deal?"

So after she gave it a try and still didn't like it, she threw Felix in the pool.

First Kiss

The longest night of their lives was over. Vanellope had run off after getting in a fight with Ralph and they'd found her, thank heavens.

When Felix had called Tamora to help, she being the only person he knew who had a car, he was surprised when she actually said yes. She'd called the police for them, of course, but it was Ralph who eventually figured out where she was.

All drama aside, everything was good again. Felix was so darn happy knowing that Vanellope was safe and seeing how much Ralph cared about her. It warmed his heart and made him think a little more about love and loss. He looked up at Tamora, knowing he was in love with her; knowing that he wanted to prove to her that they could be together; that he wouldn't break her heart.

He would only fix it.

He got up on his tip toes and planted a kiss on her cheek. It was a small peck, and he had a smile on his face until her bewildered expression turned into one of aggravation. She gripped his shirt collar and their faces were inches apart. He tried to recover from his now seemingly stupid move before the unthinkable happened.

She kissed him. And on the lips! He stood there in complete shock for a moment before he allowed himself to relax into her embrace, raising his hands to cup her face.

Tamora was overwhelmed with emotion, consumed by relief, her heart flooding with joy. For the longest time she believed staying away from Felix would solve her problems, and with any other guy, that may have been the case. But Felix was different. They were different. And she was finally ready to find out exactly what all of this meant.

"Yuck! Get a room guys!" They heard Vanellope shout at them.

Calhoun ended the kiss and looked over at the girl now sitting on Ralph's shoulders. "You'll get it when you're older."

"Gross! I'm never growing up! So there." the girl exclaimed, sticking her tongue out at them.

"You? A nine year old forever? I'm not sure I could handle that." Ralph said.

Felix laughed, his face still bright red from receiving his first kiss.

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