Chapter Two: Worst Week Of My Life .:Flashback:. Roxy's P.O.V

I remember the first time I laid eyes on Travis. biggest mistake of my life.

.:Flashback:.

He was a cute boy, no older than 12. He had a chipmunk like face, and a nasally voice to match. The first thing I noticed about him was his childish sense of humor.

It was a few weeks before the end of the bowling season, and Adam's mom had bought us a pizza. A good pizza. Well anyway, we all sat there eating pizza, and I noticed that someone didn't belong with us.

"Who's this?" I questioned, looking at Travis.

"Oh he's my friend, his mom bowls here too." Patrick responded.

"OoOo"

"What's his name?" I asked Patrick.

At this, Travis was getting irritated I didn't talk directly to him.

"I can speak too, you know, I don't need Pat to talk for me" He snapped.

"Sorry" Responded Roxy.

"My name is Travis."

"Ok."

And from there, things got worse, much worse.

"Do you play DDR?" I inferred

" Of course I do, Im an expert!" Travis exclaimed. *AN- No He Is Not!!! *

"Ok, then, I guess I'll have to play you before the night is over."

"Ok"

Travis walked away for a minute. don't ask me where he went. The opportunity arose for me to speak to Patrick and Adam in private.

" You know, I think Travis is kinda cute." I admitted.

"I can hook you up with him." Patrick jumped at the opportunity.

" Hold up, I said I thought he was cute, not that I liked him. There's a lot of people on my cute list that come way before him. There's Kyle, and Adam's cousin and." Patrick cut me off.

"But I think he likes you too."

"Alright, fine, if you insist." I gave in.

Patrick ran to find Travis and ask him. He came back with the chipmunk *Travis* having a look of fever on his face.

"What happened to him?" I wondered

"Oh wait, maybe he's just blushing.a whole lot.really a lot. I didn't know it was possible to blush that much"

My train of thought was cut off by Patrick.

"He really likes you."

Ok that doesn't mean he wants to go out with me right? I pondered.

"And he wants to know if you'll go out with him."

Oh No.

"Yes." - Biggest mistake.

It went on for a week, of us going out, him calling at 5 on the nose, and me making up excuses not to talk for long. I decided I needed to end it. I didn't need a boyfriend right now, and he didn't seem to be my type. I decided to end it on Wednesday, but how. I know, I'll write him a note.

:I know its short but wait, the next one will get you!: