John-Be amazed

This was not a hard task. In fact, it was the easiest thing to do...ever.

You gazed into the Strider's eyes. With his shades gone, you could now see the red embers that were hidden behind the frames. You could also see the rest of the freckles that traced the skin under his eyes and along the bridge of his nose. Your mouth subconsciously formed a goofy smile, looking at the blonde boy in front of you.

"you don't look half bad" you tried to play it off.

"well duh. i got all the ladies swooning over me. nobody can handle all the strider charm i got over here, not even you. so of course this is no surprise. i mean, look at me." dave winked at you, which made you kind of blush because, let's face it. It was hot.

"yeah, yeah. maybe you could use all that strider charm to continue this game that the strider charm started" you rolled your eyes.

"fine. truth or dare?" dave raised an eyebrow. god, is anything this kid does not attractive?

"dare" you smile, ready for a challenge.

"good choice. i dare you to text your current crush a message saying you like them"

"nope" you quickly reject the idea with a swift answer.

dave smirks,"why not, too chicken?"

you expected this, but you weren't letting dave get the best of you. "yes. i. am" you figured you might as well embrace it. especially since he wouldn't see that answer coming.

"well, okay. i guess we're not watching anymore crappy movies. we could just sit here and rap all night."

no. no way. "fine, i'll do it" you succumb to dave's reasoning and get out your newly updated phone. you send the message to your crush saying 'hey. just to let you know, i've had a crush on you for three years...just saying.'

and of course, as fate, irony, destiny, cliche moments, ((and the writer)) would have it, dave got the message. he smirked, not even looking at his phone.

"um...aren't you going to check your phone? it might be from your bro or something."

"nah. i already know it's from you."

"dude, no seriously, i think you should check your phone."

dave sighed and reached in his pocket, taking out his phone as you crumble up some chips and dump them on him. he sat there confused for about five seconds before turning back to you slowly.

"you little shit."

"nope. my name's john" you smiled mischievously.

DAVE-Get John back for that.