Why does he make me feel this way? Why does he make my stomach flip when he locks eyes with mine? Why did I make myself go to that party, only to get the worst heart break ever?
On the night of the party I looked myself in the mirror. I was swearing a black muscle shirt with a blue and white button up, grey-blue jeans, and my normal shoes. My hair was brushed to a nice wave, gelled in place. Not too casual and not too formal. Perfect. I did one last quick look over and practically ran out the door. I hopped into my 1997 Honda and just sat there. Was I rushing to get there? I guess so. I thumbled with my keys, trying to get them into the ignition.
Suddenly, there was a rattling on the passenger side window. I shrieked and I heard familiar laughter. I turned to see Marzia laughing her butt off. She was wearing a beautiful blue-green dress. It looked ago silting stunning on her. And yet, I didn't feel the spark I used to feel when she dressed up. I forced a smile and a bit of a laugh and unlocked the passenger door.
"Why so jumpy?" She grinned as she buckled her seatbelt. I'd forgotten she was invited to the party, and I promised to drive her.
"Lost in thought. You look nice." She smiled and blushed a little.
"You, too."
"Are you ready to go?"
"Uh, yeah. Let's go."
We drove in silence for a while. She turned on the radio and Call Me Maybe came on. Of course we had to jam out together. After the song was done, we laughed our butts off. I looked at her for a moment. She really is beautiful. I don't know why I was second-guessing our relationship.
Then we drove into the driveway of his house.
My stomach dropped almost instantly as I set the gear into park. Marzia undid her seatbelt, and got out of the car. She turned and looked at me through the passenger window. I just sat there, my hand still on the gear shift.
"Felix," she held her head at a slight angle. "What are you waiting for? Let's see everyone!"
"O-oh yeah. Yeah, okay."
We walked to the house, hand in hand. Marzia knocked on the door with that beautiful smile and her face. She noticed me staring at her and grinned. The door opened and a white face stared at us. Marzia screamed and hid behind me. Familiar laughter came from behind the white face. I looked at the face closely and I saw it was a mask.
"Boo." Said the masked person. I grinned and took off the white mask. Cry was there, laughing while taking his glasses out of his pocket.
"Cry! That was not funny!" Marzia pouted.
"Hehe, sorry Marzia. Come on in guys. Everyone is already here."
*Sooo sorry about the super long wait guys. My life is...indecent right now. I kinda rage quit trying to write. I had my musical showing all of last week, and on Saturday I have my first roller derby game so please don't expect another chapter until next week. Sorry again guys (._. ')