"Okay, which one of you ratted?" I asked furiously, dropping my tray onto
the table.
The Ducks threw an innocent look.
"If you're talking about what I asked you last night, I didn't tell anyone except Charlie" Adam said panicky.
"And I told Guy and only Guy" Charlie said trying to clear his name.
"And I only told Co-"
We all turned to look at Connie, who had avoided all our eye contact.
"nnie" Guy finished.
"Okay, okay! I'm the one. I ratted! I couldn't help it!" Connie wailed, giving in to the pressure. "But I didn't tell that many people, how did you find out?"
"News spreads fast Connie. People have been throwing me notes saying: Mrs. Adam Banks" The Ducks started snickering.
"Sorry" Adam muttered softly.
"Don't be" I replied hotly.
"You don't have to go through with it, you could cancel" he said, even softer than before.
I bit my lip. I was given the chance to cancel, that way all my problems would be over. But how many times do I need opportunity to knock on my door before I opened it? And plus Adam was so sweet; it wouldn't be fair to him.
"No, its okay" I said, trying to comfort him.
He smiled weakly and looked down at his shoes.
I sighed. How can a guy make me feel so guilty? He shouldn't have so much impact on me! Not yet!
My next class was English so I walked there with Adam. Usually, our conversations would be the loudest in the whole hall, but today, Adam didn't say a word.
"Adam, are you okay?" I asked. I wanted to hear what he had to say.
"Never better" he said expressionless.
Gee! That was convincing!
"Adam, I just want you to know that when you asked me out, I was excited. And I still am. I want to go out with you, believe me," I said softly, touching his hand at the same time.
He smiled, "I believe you"
I smiled back and took my hand off his, blushing intensively. I can tell things were going to all right with us now.
It was finally Saturday and the clock read 8pm. Any minute now, Adam would be at my door.
I took out my lucky necklace and put it round my neck. It had a pendant with a figure skater on it. My aunt, Anne, had given it to me before she passed away. It was supposed to protect me from harm. I fell in love with the pendant. The picture of the figure skater was just beautiful. And that's why, eventually, I wanted to be a figure skater.
I was just thinking about it when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and saw Adam staring right back at me.
This time Adam wasn't wearing a tuxedo. Instead, he was wearing a blue shirt and jeans. Which was good, I didn't like to go on dates with guys wearing tuxedos. It just doesn't feel right when they do.
"Are you ready?" he asked, a wide smile on his face.
I nodded my head and closed the door behind me.
As I looked at Adam's dressing, I found it really weird how people kept telling me that I should wear something really formal, since Adam's like, a millionaire! But the truth is, Adam's really normal. We went to a diner for dinner and watched a movie. Nothing fancy, just the way I like it.
We were walking out of the theatre when a poster caught my eye.
"A figure-skating competition!" I exclaimed.
"Are you going to go for it?" Adam asked.
I looked at him, then moved my eyes back to the poster.
"I don't know...it doesn't seem like such a good idea," I said uneasily.
"What do you mean? It's a great idea! Come on, what have you got to lose?" Adam said.
I knew that Adam was right, but I still felt very uneasy about it.
"I don't know, I just don't feel good about it, call it gut instinct," I replied
"That's not gut instinct, its nerves" he replied laughingly.
I shrugged and changed the subject even though I was still thinking about the competition.
Soon, we went back to Eden Hall and he walked me up to my dorm.
"Thanks Adam, I had a great night," I told Adam. I did!
"Any time. Hey, the Ducks have a game this Thursday against the Wild Tigers and I was wondering if you would like to come watch us" he asked, fiddling with his fingers.
"Sure. Well, 'night." I said and reached out and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Yeah, 'night." he said, still in shock.
I giggled and closed the door behind me.
I snuggled myself under the covers. Thinking about the kiss I had just given Adam. What was I thinking? Did I really mean it when I kissed him? Or did it just feel right? I really don't know. Maybe tomorrow, things will be clearer.
The Ducks threw an innocent look.
"If you're talking about what I asked you last night, I didn't tell anyone except Charlie" Adam said panicky.
"And I told Guy and only Guy" Charlie said trying to clear his name.
"And I only told Co-"
We all turned to look at Connie, who had avoided all our eye contact.
"nnie" Guy finished.
"Okay, okay! I'm the one. I ratted! I couldn't help it!" Connie wailed, giving in to the pressure. "But I didn't tell that many people, how did you find out?"
"News spreads fast Connie. People have been throwing me notes saying: Mrs. Adam Banks" The Ducks started snickering.
"Sorry" Adam muttered softly.
"Don't be" I replied hotly.
"You don't have to go through with it, you could cancel" he said, even softer than before.
I bit my lip. I was given the chance to cancel, that way all my problems would be over. But how many times do I need opportunity to knock on my door before I opened it? And plus Adam was so sweet; it wouldn't be fair to him.
"No, its okay" I said, trying to comfort him.
He smiled weakly and looked down at his shoes.
I sighed. How can a guy make me feel so guilty? He shouldn't have so much impact on me! Not yet!
My next class was English so I walked there with Adam. Usually, our conversations would be the loudest in the whole hall, but today, Adam didn't say a word.
"Adam, are you okay?" I asked. I wanted to hear what he had to say.
"Never better" he said expressionless.
Gee! That was convincing!
"Adam, I just want you to know that when you asked me out, I was excited. And I still am. I want to go out with you, believe me," I said softly, touching his hand at the same time.
He smiled, "I believe you"
I smiled back and took my hand off his, blushing intensively. I can tell things were going to all right with us now.
It was finally Saturday and the clock read 8pm. Any minute now, Adam would be at my door.
I took out my lucky necklace and put it round my neck. It had a pendant with a figure skater on it. My aunt, Anne, had given it to me before she passed away. It was supposed to protect me from harm. I fell in love with the pendant. The picture of the figure skater was just beautiful. And that's why, eventually, I wanted to be a figure skater.
I was just thinking about it when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and saw Adam staring right back at me.
This time Adam wasn't wearing a tuxedo. Instead, he was wearing a blue shirt and jeans. Which was good, I didn't like to go on dates with guys wearing tuxedos. It just doesn't feel right when they do.
"Are you ready?" he asked, a wide smile on his face.
I nodded my head and closed the door behind me.
As I looked at Adam's dressing, I found it really weird how people kept telling me that I should wear something really formal, since Adam's like, a millionaire! But the truth is, Adam's really normal. We went to a diner for dinner and watched a movie. Nothing fancy, just the way I like it.
We were walking out of the theatre when a poster caught my eye.
"A figure-skating competition!" I exclaimed.
"Are you going to go for it?" Adam asked.
I looked at him, then moved my eyes back to the poster.
"I don't know...it doesn't seem like such a good idea," I said uneasily.
"What do you mean? It's a great idea! Come on, what have you got to lose?" Adam said.
I knew that Adam was right, but I still felt very uneasy about it.
"I don't know, I just don't feel good about it, call it gut instinct," I replied
"That's not gut instinct, its nerves" he replied laughingly.
I shrugged and changed the subject even though I was still thinking about the competition.
Soon, we went back to Eden Hall and he walked me up to my dorm.
"Thanks Adam, I had a great night," I told Adam. I did!
"Any time. Hey, the Ducks have a game this Thursday against the Wild Tigers and I was wondering if you would like to come watch us" he asked, fiddling with his fingers.
"Sure. Well, 'night." I said and reached out and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Yeah, 'night." he said, still in shock.
I giggled and closed the door behind me.
I snuggled myself under the covers. Thinking about the kiss I had just given Adam. What was I thinking? Did I really mean it when I kissed him? Or did it just feel right? I really don't know. Maybe tomorrow, things will be clearer.