When I woke up the next morning I faced what you would've that was the hardest question of my life. What was I going to wear?
I finally settled on a white tee and floral skirt. Not really my style, but I guess showing off a little leg once and a while wasn't so bad, right?
English and gym were the two longest classes of my life. I may have been a little impatient to see Seth..
When it did come time for study hall, I saw that Seth was already sitting at a table waiting for me. I decided that maybe it would be a little fun to mess with his head. He looked up and watched as I walked and sat a table opposite of his.
I slowly pulled out my copy of Go Ask Alice while Seth playfully glared me down. He grudgingly got up and came over to my table. "Hey there, Stranger. Nice outfit," he said without trying to hide the fact that he was bluntly staring at my bare legs.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer."
"Can I?" he said taking out his phone. Did he really just ask that? That had to have been one of the most creepiest things I had ever heard…Well, not really, but still I didn't imagine to hear it from him.
"What? Did you seriously just ask me that?" I was shocked.
"No, not your legs. Your face. Can I take a picture of you? You know so I can still see you darling face, even when you're not here?" God, he knew how to charm a girl.
"You know you really freakin corny sometimes," I said smiling for the picture.
The camera on his phone made a loud flash causing Mrs. DeFritz to stare disapprovingly in our direction. "No phones!"
Seth laughed putting it back in his pocket. "Beautiful," he said leaning towards me. I couldn't help but to gaze into his eyes. Pretty sure this was against my guidelines. "So what time am I coming over tonight?"
Not wanting to think about the upcoming nerve-racking night, "Shhh. I'm reading."
Seth took the book quietly laughing, "No, you're not."
"Yes, I am," I tried taking it back.
"No, you're not," he taunted dangling it above my head.
"Give it back!" I laughed.
"Do I have to give you both detention?" Mrs. DeFritz scolded us.
Seth let me read after that. It was kind of creepy yet adorable how he just sat there watching me.
"You make faces when you read."
"What?"
"When you read. You make faces. It's kinda cute."
"Shut up!" He chuckled and took a curl from in front of my face and started twirling it around his finger.
When the bell rang, we walked to Mr. Wilson's room silently. I could tell Seth was tempted to put his arm around me again but he didn't dare. He was afraid of crossing the line again.
And again, in the middle of class a little piece of paper made its way onto my desk. So, what's for dinner? ;)
This time, Mr. Wilson saw it before I could respond. "What's for dinner? Mr. Clearwater, is this some kind of sick innuendo?"
"Of course not, Mr. Wilson. I was honestly wondering what we were having for dinner." I wanted to kill him.
Instantly students all around the room were started whispering about how we were having dinner together and how we must be together. I glared at Seth who just looked innocently back at me.
"Keep your social lives out of my classroom," Mr. Wilson said to the entire class.
I avoided Seth the entire class.
After class, Seth tried to understand my anger. "What'd I do?"
"Did you have to say that, that loud? Now everybody thinks we're together."
"What's wrong with that?" he sounded a little hurt.
"We're not."
"I wish we were."
I sighed as we sat at our so-far empty lunch table.
"So what is dinner?" he tried changing the subject to his original question.
"What would you like?" I probably should have seen if he was allergic to anything.
"You."
"I meant what would you like to eat?" I giggled.
"I know," he said smirking. "By the way, your grandma knows I'm coming over, right?"
I smiled, "Yes, she even said you could sleep over."
"Can I?" I could not believe he just asked that. Again.
I didn't know what to say. I choose the sarcasm method. "Of course, cause there's nothing weird about that!"
Luckily Quil chose than to join us. "So how is the happy couple?" he pretended to be all girly.
"We are not a couple."
"Yet," Embry sat down.
"Yet," I allowed.