Thanks again reviewers! Charlotte, thank you! I'm glad you liked the chapter and how they met. Cherry, I agree with what you said. It is sad that they won't be together forever. Thank you for the review!
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Going back to the tree house, I tried not to think about the girl so much, but the guys could tell. Teddy especially kept snickering silently. I blushed bright red as I felt my face become warm.
"Shut up Teddy," I snapped. He had begun chanting, "Gordie's got a crush! Gordie's got a crush!" It was loud enough to make the whole town peek their heads out of their windows and spit at Teddy for disturbing them.
Chris rolled his eyes and bored them into the side of my skull. He was grinning on the inside, I could just tell.
I blushed yet again, wishing we could just let it go. At least I had the hope that Vern didn't understand what the hell was going on. He simply followed Teddy, cluelessly smiling and looking at his surroundings.
Something like being awestruck by a girl before even meeting her had never happened to me before. I had hardly ever even had a crush on any girl in my short lifetime. All the girls in my grade had always been either weird, disturbing, mean, or all of the above. In first grade, Kara Green shoved around all the guys in the class, giving them bruises when she punched them. She even targeted Chris once. In second grade, Marcie Johnson would do people's homework for the hell of it. Patty Jackson, in third grade, managed to sit in the corner by herself all year long, being a loner. And the cycle went on. It was only a year beforehand, in six grade, that I had ever been interested in a girl. She was a writer, just like me, and she was shy, just like me. But the both of us never managed to build up the courage to talk to one another. She ended up moving to Dallas before I had the chance.
Chris was still staring at me once we got to the tree house, and I was still blushing.
"Would you stop staring at me," I said, half jokingly, half seriously. I turned to face him. He was now grinning on the outside.
"Jesus Gordo, come on, we know you like that girl." He said, raising his eyebrows.
"Okay, so, maybe I do!" I exclaimed, exasperated. Teddy, Chris, and Vern stood back, aghast, probably not expecting me to admit it. But what was the point?
I had never faced this before. Though the guys and I were inseparable friends, we never really talked about girls much with each other.
Chris walked towards me, draping his arm around my shoulder, "Then talk to her."
I laughed, as if it were that simple. I knew nothing whatsoever about girls. I just knew that they were confusing. But then again, this girl didn't seem so confusing.
Chris looked at me as I thought it through. He seemed to think this was easy, but he was the one, if anyone, that knew how to charm a girl. If he weren't 'that Chambers kid' of town, he would easily have every girl.
I looked back at him, my face still red, "Man, I have no clue where the hell she lives or if she even goes to school here."
Chris stood back, "You haven't seen her at school before? I always see her in the halls between classes."
"Oh," I said. I wanted to have an excuse not to come near her again. She seemed hard to talk to. And we didn't really seem to have anything in common, considering she had been playing baseball when we met.
"You gotta go talk to her man," Teddy said sincerely. There was no sign of a smirk or snicker lingering anywhere on his face.
I looked at him with suspicion, detecting something.
"She was hot! And tough! Best combo ever!" Teddy laughed. And there it was.
"Are you sure she's for you man?" Teddy questioned, "You're more of a shy guy. Maybe Ally Mason is a better choice."
"Shut up Teddy," Chris said, slightly angrily. Teddy had been referring to the weirdest girl in the 7th grade. She actually looked kind of like him, but she was definitely nicer.
"At least she's nicer and better looking than you are," Chris looked at Duchamp, grinning after his remark.
I laughed with him, while Teddy fumed, "Eat shit Chambers!" He walked off and up into the tree house.
Vern was still standing awkwardly behind us, not saying a word. He looked confused.
"Yeah, well, Teddy's right about one thing," Chris turned back to me, "You have to go talk to her."
Maybe they were right.
Chris looked me straight in the eyes, "This opportunity doesn't come around all that often in a person's life time. You have to just go for it."
With that, he walked off, following Teddy, and leaving me with the clueless Vern.