Fred was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he never heard Alicia call
him. iWhy, oh, why did I write that poem?/i He moaned to himself.
iWhy did I have to give it to her?
At least you didn't sign your name!/i He argued with himself.
iYeah, well.what if she thinks it's from someone else?
Who else would be writing her?
What do you mean, "who else"?!?!? She's beautiful, smart, funny, sweet.who wouldn't like her?/i
"Fred! Oh, Fre-ed!" Alicia's voice sliced into his thoughts. He turned to see her coming towards him with Angelina running behind.
Fred couldn't help grinning as he watched Angelina's tasseled hair fly out behind her, her bag carelessly slung over one shoulder, and herself panting for breath as she finally caught up with her friend. "Yeah, Lee-sha?"
"Don't call me that!" She giggled, flirting madly. "Fred, Angelina has something to ask you!"
Fred glanced over at her and couldn't help but notice that her face was masked in horror. "Oh, and what did she want to ask?" He grinned mischievously, now completely curious.
"Oh.um.uh." she stuttered, casting her mind around for something to say. "I was, just.uh.wondering if.um.you.er.if I could.um."
"You were.uh.um.er?" He couldn't help but teasing.
Angelina blushed deeply. "I mean." Her eyes flashed to Alicia, begging for help. Alicia, in return, simply nodded at the piece of paper Angelina held in her hands. Trembling, Angelina unfolded it. "Um.I was wondering if you'd ever read this poem," she thrust the paper in his hands. "It's really good, beautifully written."
Fred glanced at the paper in his hands. It was the poem he had written! A thousand thoughts ran through his mind. iOh my gosh! She knows it's me! She said it was beautifully written! She liked it! But does she like me? What should I say? Should I admit that I wrote it?/i
"Yeah, it's, it's great." A bell rang in the distance. iSaved by the bell!/i
"Dang! We're gonna be late! Professor Sprout is not going to be happy! C'mon you two, we gotta run!" Alicia broke the tense silence.
"Yeah, Lee-sha's right, c'mon Ge-lina, we better go." Fred loved watching how both girls giggled at the ridiculous nicknames as they ran down to the greenhouses.
At least you didn't sign your name!/i He argued with himself.
iYeah, well.what if she thinks it's from someone else?
Who else would be writing her?
What do you mean, "who else"?!?!? She's beautiful, smart, funny, sweet.who wouldn't like her?/i
"Fred! Oh, Fre-ed!" Alicia's voice sliced into his thoughts. He turned to see her coming towards him with Angelina running behind.
Fred couldn't help grinning as he watched Angelina's tasseled hair fly out behind her, her bag carelessly slung over one shoulder, and herself panting for breath as she finally caught up with her friend. "Yeah, Lee-sha?"
"Don't call me that!" She giggled, flirting madly. "Fred, Angelina has something to ask you!"
Fred glanced over at her and couldn't help but notice that her face was masked in horror. "Oh, and what did she want to ask?" He grinned mischievously, now completely curious.
"Oh.um.uh." she stuttered, casting her mind around for something to say. "I was, just.uh.wondering if.um.you.er.if I could.um."
"You were.uh.um.er?" He couldn't help but teasing.
Angelina blushed deeply. "I mean." Her eyes flashed to Alicia, begging for help. Alicia, in return, simply nodded at the piece of paper Angelina held in her hands. Trembling, Angelina unfolded it. "Um.I was wondering if you'd ever read this poem," she thrust the paper in his hands. "It's really good, beautifully written."
Fred glanced at the paper in his hands. It was the poem he had written! A thousand thoughts ran through his mind. iOh my gosh! She knows it's me! She said it was beautifully written! She liked it! But does she like me? What should I say? Should I admit that I wrote it?/i
"Yeah, it's, it's great." A bell rang in the distance. iSaved by the bell!/i
"Dang! We're gonna be late! Professor Sprout is not going to be happy! C'mon you two, we gotta run!" Alicia broke the tense silence.
"Yeah, Lee-sha's right, c'mon Ge-lina, we better go." Fred loved watching how both girls giggled at the ridiculous nicknames as they ran down to the greenhouses.
