"Come on, please? What's the worst that could happen?" he begged, dragging me to the bus stop.
"Um, I have to watch my best friend make out with a dude?"
"You don't have to watch that!" he yelled, exasperated.
I laughed, "Fine! I'll come! It's just a rehearsal! What's the big deal?"
"It's the first rehearsal, and I don't wanna go alone. And you won't see me make out with a dude; he still hasn't found someone to fill the role!"
We made it to the bus stop in 3 minutes flat. Probably partly to do with the fact that our neighborhood is right next to a highway. I don't like our neighborhood, its old and the houses are falling apart. I sighed and sat on the wooden bench. Naruto sat next to me.
"You aren't objecting to making out with and groping a guy?"
"It can't be that much different than with a girl, can it? I mean…" he trailed off.
"You don't have to do it, Naruto, my mom can give you the money." I whispered.
"It's not that, Sasuke, it's…difficult, to say the least. You know I don't like to take stuff."
"Its not stuff, Naruto , its money, and you need it!" I said angrily.
"I can't just keep taking money from you every time I need it! You're my best friend, not a bank!" he yelled at me.
I stared at him in shock.
"You just yelled at me, you never yell at me…" I whispered.
"Sasuke…I'm sorry, I just…" he bit his lip, crossing his arms over his stomach and looking at the ground.
"What happened?" I whispered, putting my hand on his shoulder.
The bus screeched to a stop in front of us.
"Nothing, let's go." He muttered, standing up.
xxxxx
I sat down in the back of the bus, Sasuke following me. I could see the confusion on his face.
"Sasuke, just forget about it, ok?" I whispered, sighing.
He didn't need to know. He would so totally laugh at me. He's done it before. But he's 15. I'm only 13.
"Why can't you tell me? We're still best friends, right?" he whispered.
"Yeah, of course, but it's nothing ok? Not a big deal."
"C'mon!"
I sighed.
"Okay, I'll tell you afterwards." I said as the bus doors opened and two people sat next to us.
He smiled, "Okay, that works, as long as you tell me."
xxxxx
"What is it?"
"What's what?" he muttered, looking through the script as we walked through his front door.
"You know, the bus stop, on the bus?"
He blushed, "Oh, that."
"Yeah, that, what is it?" I asked as we climbed up the stairs.
"Uh, its…," he blushed again, as I shoved him into is room and closed the door.
"I, uh, I've never actually kissed a girl before." He whispered, blushing.
I burst out laughing.
He glared at me.
"Are you serious? Why not?"
"If you've checked, I haven't had a girlfriend since I was 10."
"Oh." I said abruptly as I stopped laughing.
"Well, it's not like it's hard to do, I could teach you." I said, starting to giggle.
"Really, how? Kiss me yourself?" he said sarcastically.
"Yep."
