"No!"
"Good." This time his weird expression just stayed on his face; it kindof weirded me out.
"Yuma! Your face looks weird!" I yelled, trying to get his attention.
"Shh…driving." He replied in a far off tone.
I pouted and looked out the window, "I know this sounds repetitive, but you are so cute Teto." I turned towards his voice, my pigtails bobbing.
"What did you say?"
He lowered the radio, "I said that you're cute."
This time I was the one struggling to keep a blush down, "I hate compliments."
"I know you do." He chuckled. What is wrong with you today Yuma? Ignoring him, I turned the volume up and started singing to "Video Killed the Radio Star".
Yuma joined in, "I met your children."
"Whoa oh!" I continued.
"What did you tell them?"
Together we sang, "Video killed the radio star! Video killed the radio star."
I leaned towards him, the awkwardness washing away, "In my mind and in my car…"
Yuma pulled into my driveway and brought his face dangerously close to mine, allowing the awkwardness to flood back. I don't know why it felt so different this time; I've done it so many times before. This time, there was just some type of tension I couldn't place my finger on. It was the same thing that made me stifle a blush before. He brought his face closer, his nose barely touching mine.
"We can't turn back we've gone too far." He finished, pulling me into a kiss. My eyes clenched shut as surprise rushed into my body. His arms wrapped around my neck, and his soft pink hair brushed against my forehead. After what seemed like an eternity, he pulled away, blushing furiously. I was sure that I looked the same.
"Yuma." I breathed.
He stepped out of the truck and opened my door for me, "Your residence?" He offered his hand.
I took it, and slowly stepped on the cement What just happened? I couldn't speak. My hand in his, he led me up to my doorway and knocked on the door. It didn't take long for Ted to swing the door open,
"Teto! I was worried sick!" He exclaimed throwing his arm around my neck and giving me a thorough noogie, he paused to look up at Yuma, "Thanks for bringing my lil sis home bro."
Yuma's eyes darted away, "No, it was my pleasure." I swear he threw me a wink before turning back towards his car, "See you Teto."
It took me a moment to react, "Bye Yuma!" Pushing myself out of my brother's grip I ran up the stairs, "Got to do homework. Eat dinner later."
"But I worked so hard!" he whined.
"Stop complaining." I dismissed, my mind buried in thoughts as I rushed up the stairs. I threw myself on my bright pink covers and lay on my back, staring at my similarly colored ceiling. Yuma…I thought about what Oliver had said earlier,
"I think he likes you…"
No, he's just a friend…I shook my head, There's no way...Propping myself on one elbow I grabbed a nearby Pokémon plush and held it to my chest, Teto, if he didn't like you, like that, he wouldn't have…
"But why so suddenly!" I screamed, clutching the stuffed toy closer. I heard footsteps approaching through the hall,
"Teto, you alright?" Ted stood in the doorway, his eyebrows furrowed with concern.
I nodded and forced a smile, "Yeah, it's just," I pointed to my history textbook on the floor, "General Johnston just died."
"Sure." He answered skeptically, "Just tell me if anything is wrong."
"Yeah, I will."
"Good." He walked out of my room. I waited until I no longer heard his footsteps and returned to my thinking position.
"Just tell me if anything is wrong…" That's what I said to Yuma. I never expected that there was more to it than just…grades…
"I'll just forget about it." I whispered, careful not to attract Ted's attention. "Yeah." I tapped my head, "just stuff it in the vault!" Cracking my knuckles I smiled to myself, "All that happened today is that I drove home with Yuma and we sang some songs from the 80's." I repeated it as if to confirm it with myself, "Yup. Like we always do…" Exhaustion flooded over me, and I embraced it. Sleep was a welcome escape.
Silly Teto, putting things in the vault doesn't solve everything!
Oh well. Review please! :3