Moze's POV
I thought about this whole PERFECT MATCH thing forever. Maybe it was a way for me to finally get over Ned, I mean, since we're only friends, and stuff, and he definitely doesn't like me.
I mean, he's steady dating Suzie for crying out loud! Even though she moved away, they're still calling and sending each other KISSIN YOU text messages and stuff I mean, I think I should try to get over him you know?
Okay, I'm rambling.
Anyway, I went to school this morning early, because I was nervous, after breaking up with Phaemon I didn't really wanna see him at school, it would be easier to avoid him, if I was there first.
Coconut Head came up to me, "You're here really early." "Yeah…" I said, my voice trailing off.
"Hey, you look great, but that's not really your style is it?" He comments, looking at my outfit. "Not really, but you know, just trying out some new styles." I reply, wishing he'd leave, even though he's being all nice.
I'm wearing an oversized blue sweatshirt, cinched at the waist with a electric white belt, white leggings, blue flats, and sail boats are dangling from my ears, my curly brown hair is flowing down around my shoulders.
I'm nervous because of what I am wearing too, but the outfit gives me confidence, which right now, is what I need most.
The bell rings. I haven't realized how long I've been standing here.
After First Period…
"Moze, I wanted to-…" Ned begins, but then starts looking me up and down, his mouth WIDE open. I blush.
"What are you staring at-…" Cookie starts to laugh at Ned, but then HIS mouth falls WIDE open.
I'm now the color of a pomegranite, thanks to these two.
"What ARE you wearing, Mosely?" Ned and Cookie chorus.
"Well, I-…"I begin. Then a very popular ninth grader walks up to me, "Hey, could I eat lunch with you today? I can switch lunch periods with… him." He comments, pointing at Cookie. Cookie nods still staring at me and walks off in a daze.
The guy, who's name escapes me, takes my arm and we walk off, I also try to forget about my "perfect match" who I seriously forgot about.
PREVIEW TO NEXT CHAPTER:
"MOZE is MY perfect MATCH????"
"SHE DOESN'T KNOW I'M HER PERFECT MATCH, COOKIE, WAIT, HOW DO YOU KNOW AND SHE DOESN'T… I AM SOOOO CONFUSED!!!"
"Should I tell her?"
"Do I like Moze?"
"What am I gonna dooooo??????"
these are the thoughts of Ned Bigby in the next chapter: A Talk with Cookie
