"And that is how we all ended up falling into the ball pit, because of him!"
We all threw our heads back, laughing. Belle pointed at Adam, while playfully poking him in the stomach. He grabbed her finger and held it in his hands. I watched him do this, and felt strange, as if I didn't want it to happen. They gazed into each other's eyes, practically shaping their eyes into hearts. I looked over Adam. He was wearing a white shirt and his jeans. This was the classic Adam look. I looked around, seeing everyone minding their own business. I saw Aurora sipping her strawberry milkshake and Philip casually holding her fingertips. Cinderella next to her had her brownie but she wasn't eating it. She wasn't doing anything with her hands. I met her eyes. They were staring right at me. Her blue eyes piercing into mine. She had her eyebrow raised and gave me a look of confusion. As if she wanted to figure me out. Maybe she saw me looking at Adam. Even though I wasn't doing anything wrong. It's not like Belle and him are dating. I can look at him if I want. But I wasn't. I wasn't looking at him like that. I looked away.
...
Inside the girls restroom, I took out my red lipstick from my bag. I puckered my lips into the mirror and applied the red juicy pigment all over my lips. *smack* *smack*. I don't need the lipstick, it just compliments my hair and brings out my eyes. I saw Cinderella enter the room through the mirror.
Her hair tied together into a bun with a blue handkerchief, leaving a few strands out to make a hair statement. She, unlike me, wore eyeliner and had her eyebrows done. Her blush added to her fair face and her pink lips formed a smile.
"Hey, Ari."
She stood next to me and took out her own lipgloss from her school bag and applied it.
"So what was up with you in the morning?" She asked. It was her turn to smack her lips.
"What could mean? Ha ha, you were the one that was looking st me. I was looking at your brownie." Cringe cringe cringe. At her brownie? Really? At least I didn't completely lie.
She faced me, looking real serious she said, "You were checking out Adam. I saw you."
"What? Me? Adam? No! I, I'm just observant and I, you know, was just looking at everyone. Which includes Adam, yes, but nope! Just casually staring..." I immediately fell silent. She stared at me, her lipgloss in her bag, her bag strapped around her hand, and now her hand on my shoulder.
"It's fine, if you were looking at him, if your intentions were...what I think they were. But Belle, she's going to freak when she finds out, you know how much she likes him." She made a pouty face.
"No, no, no, she won't because she won't find out because I don't like him!" I shook her hand off and shoved my lipstick into my bag. "Please, Ella, you can't tell her. I can't do this to her. I don't even know if I do even like him."
She fixed her tucked in shirt into her shorts, twirled a lock of my hair and walked past me as she said, "I think this can be our little secret, if you can tell me you won't go after him." She paused.
I froze, blanked, really.
"Yeah. Of course, I promise."