Sometimes, I wonder if he really likes me. Sometimes, I wonder if we even have the chemistry we desperately need to stay together. Is it just my face? Is it just my love of everything Ralph Lauren? Is it my friendship with Claire? Or is it because I'm me? Nothing but my personality.
Maybe his supposed 'love' is a lie…
That's my new worst fear. My new nightmare. Because I know I love him, but I don't know if he loves me…
"Joshie, let's hang out today after school," Alicia coos. She reaches out and curls her hand around his elbow, pulling him closer to her body. He looks down at her with no expression. He'd always been good at hiding his true emotions. Alicia still wasn't sure if a blank expression was sign that things were bad, or that things were good, or if he simply made a habit of making his face emotionless.
"But I promised my mom I'd come home as soon as school ended," he murmurs, attempting to squirm his way out of her grasp.
"Massie, Claire, and Dylan will be there," Alicia says, close to getting on her knees and begging.
Josh raises an eyebrow at her tone of voice. "What about Kristen?"
Alicia feels her heart sinking. Does he like Kristen, now?
"She's grounded," she mumbles, finally releasing him and turning away. "Nevermind, forget it."
She slowly begins to walk away, hoping he'll ask her what's wrong as he envelops her tiny waist with his arms.
He doesn't. He just shrugs his shoulders and walks towards the other direction.
Alicia knows. She saw him. She always turns her shoulder to look back at him.
Her heart cracks.
Josh doesn't hear. He doesn't turn back. Not even when Alicia begins to sob.