Okay, so it's been AGES and I want to let you guys know why. I'm in theatre and I had 12 hours of practice weekly, plus 7 hours of babysitting weekly, plus school, plus I've been trying out for and hearing back from schools (and I made it into my top three schools)! Overall, life's been busy.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
She had just asked me a question, and I had to embarrass myself and make her feel awkward. After that situation, I continued to scold myself all day. Why was I getting so worked up about this? She's just my friend, I shouldn't be beating myself up over this. But still, being near her sparked something competitive and bold in me, while still making me all nervous and shaky and sweaty. I knew I cared a lot about Ada, but I couldn't exactly have a normal relationship here in the glade. Even after that humiliating ordeal, I couldn't get the thought of that girl out of my head.
"Newt? You've been all spacey lately. Is everything alright?" Fuck. Minho, the famously oblivious had noticed something was up. I hesitated, then opened my mouth to speak, when he cut me off. "Because you seem to have been spending a lot of time ogling at our resident lady," Minho waggled his eyebrows playfully. I didn't speak, but my blushing gave it away. "You've got a thing for Ada, don't you?" He began to do a little dance, singing, "Lovelace and Newton, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
"Is it that obvious?" I half yelled-half whispered. She probably knew, especially after the other day's incident.
Crap.