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I continued to stare out into the rain for who knows how long. 5, 10 minutes passed without a single word being brought up. And I hated the fact that I could literally feel the awkward tension between me and Alvin. I just wanted to cry.
Why didn't I kiss him?
But I knew why I didn't. If I had kissed him, then I would have gotten hurt. I love him, I love him more than a friend, but since he was my best friend, I didn't want us to risk our friendship just by one kiss that could have been avoided.
But at the same time, I could feel that Alvin wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to kiss him. I could feel it, but I didn't know why. But we said nothing about it, nothing at all as if it had never even happened. I wanted to forget all about it, but it was still fresh in my mind.
I was hating myself so much, because I knew it was my fault that this had turned out awkward, and I really did feel bad for Alvin. I didn't want him to think that I pulled away because I didn't want to kiss him, but I also didn't want him to know that I did want to kiss him.
"Alvin?" I said gently.
He turned to me and half smiled. "Yeah?"
I smiled softly. "How have you been?"
He laughed lightly. "What?"
I shrugged. "We've been so busy with our own lives that we haven't even had time to catch up on one another. I just wanna know how you've been doing lately."
"Britt, we see each other at school everyday." He said.
"Yeah, but we don't talk to each other everyday. Or at least, we don't talk to each other as much as we use to." I said softly.
He sighed and smiled. "Well, I've been doing good, I guess. Kinda busy, but good."
I smiled. "How's football season going?"
"It's going great. We haven't lost a single game yet, thanks to me, of course." He said.
I laughed, soon finding the awkwardness between us melt away, soon being replaced with the usual teasing and playfulness the two of us had whenever we talked with one another.
"How about you, Britt? What's new?" He asked.
I shrugged. "Oh you know, the usual. Cheerleading, homework, cheerleading and more homework."
Alvin laughed lightly, before looking at me carefully. "You know what's weird? You and I have known each other since we were 5 years old, but we've never really had a conversation like this. I mean, sure, we've talked plenty of times before, but I feel as though I don't know you as much as I should."
I laughed. "You just told me that I know you almost as much as you know yourself, though."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean that we know everything about each other." He said.
I laughed, knowing that he did have a point. Alvin and I have been friends for a really long time now, and though we literally know each other really well, there were still a few things that I didn't know about him. Like I've mentioned, even though Alvin and I don't act like best friends, and that we act like we want to kill each other most of the time, I knew he was the only person who I can talk to sometimes.
We've been that way for as long as I could remember. Our relationship as friends has been a weird one. At times, I just want to murder him even in once glance, and at other times, I don't. Some days, especially when I see him in school, I feel like pushing him down a flight of stairs, and at other times, I don't.
Sure, Alvin can be a bit self centered, and that he may think that he's this hotshot celebrity that all the girls drool over. And though 99% of the female population at our school do giggle and squeal over Alvin, I was in that 1% that didn't. It's not because I'm not into him, but I guess it was because we had so much in common that I sort of became use to him.
But to be honest, I guess I could see why lots of girls like him. For one, Alvin has the type of body that could be on a cover of some teen magazine. Two, he's a natural bad boy, and girls nowadays love bad boys. And three, well, Alvin really was so good looking that even Hollywood celebrities didn't have a chance against him.
I'm lucky enough to have known him all my life, and I'm lucky to know that Alvin does care about me as his friend, but like I said, I was beginning to feel something for him I have never felt before...
"Okay then. Ask me anything you wanna know about me." I said.
"Anything?" He asked.
"On one condition." I said.
He smirked. "And that would be...?"
I looked at him and said, "Whatever is said in this car, stays in this car."
He laughed. "What, you think I'm gonna tell the whole world or something?"
I glowered at him. "I'm serious, Alvin."
"I know, relax. I won't tell anyone." He said.
I smiled as I got comfy in my seat. This is gonna be interesting. "Okay, ask away." I said.
I looked at him as he thought it over. If I knew Alvin, then I knew he was trying to think of a question that'll embarrass me, and amuse him. After a few seconds, he looked back at me and said, "Tell me, who did you have your first kiss with, and where?"
I froze and sat up. "Okay, hold up. You can't ask me that!"
"You're the one who said I can ask you anything!" Alvin exclaimed.
"Yeah, because I thought you were gonna ask questions like 'What is the most humiliating thing you've done?' you know, questions like that!" I fired.
He laughed and rolled his eyes. "That would've been so boring. And besides, whatever is said in this car, stays in this car, remember? Whatever is said between us is only between us, okay?"
I groaned but looked at him. "Fine. But you have to answer the questions too, regardless on who asks."
He shrugged. "I'm fine with that."
I sighed deeply. I knew I was in big trouble. I looked out the window for a brief moment, wishing I could just run away in the rain. Knowing Alvin, I know for a fact that he's gonna ask some pretty personal questions. The only positive thing coming out of this is that he has to answer the same questions, but he didn't even seem bothered by it, which pissed me off.
I sighed. "My first kiss...well, this happened during elementary school in grade 6, but there was this boy, although I don't remember his name anymore, who had a major crush on me. And so during Valentines Day, he gave me a really big card and before I knew it, he kissed me on the lips."
Alvin snickered. "Then what?" He asked.
"Ugh. I was mortified." I answered.
Alvin laughed. "Wow."
I rolled my eyes. "Your turn. Where did you have your first kiss? Well, assuming that you remember, seeing as though you've dated half of the world's female population."
"Ha, hilarious, Brittany." He said dryly. "Well mine was with that blonde girl, Melissa Fields. She moved a few years ago, though. Anyway, this happened when we were 12 years old, I think. We were doing a school project at my house, and I kissed her. Simple as that."
"Romantic." I muttered rolling my eyes. "Anyway, it's my turn to come up with a question."
I knew I had to come up with a question that'll hurt Alvin's ego. I didn't care if I had to answer it as well, I just wanted to laugh at him, knowing that I had successfully embarrassed him.
"What's your ideal girl?" I asked him. Knowing Alvin, I knew that he wasn't the type of boy who could answer this. He wasn't the type of boy who seemed to be willing to settle down in a relationship anytime soon.
"My ideal girl?" He asked.
I nodded.
He paused for a short moment while he thought it over before finally saying, "Well...I dunno. I guess my ideal girl would be someone who's pretty, funny, has a sense of humor, knows how to have a good time, you know, those kinds of things."
I frowned. His answer wasn't very descriptive, and I hated how quickly he answered it, as if it was the simplest question he's ever had to answer. But I just shrugged and nodded.
"How about you? What's your ideal guy?" He asked.
"Well, same with what you said. He has to be good looking, knows how to make me laugh, is sweet, charming, romantic, someone who is similar to me, someone who likes the same stuff as me, someone who likes to spend time with me, someone who isn't afraid to speak their mind, and I guess I want someone who knows me well, as if I've known them for a long time." I said.
And that's when I froze, soon noticing what I had just said.
I had been rambling on and on, that I didn't even realize that I was describing...Alvin.
I looked over at him, scared to death that he had realized who I was talking about but he shrugged and nodded.
"That's cool. Anyway, my next question is, where do you see yourself in 10 years?" He asked.
I looked at him weirdly. I had expected him to ask me a really personal and embarrassing question, so this question kind of surprised me by how normal it is. But then I paused, thinking about his answer. Where did I see myself in 10 years?
"To be honest, I don't really know. I guess I would like a family of my own, have a good job..." I shrugged. "I dunno, I've never really thought about that before."
"Yeah, same with me. High school in itself is already time consuming. I haven't really thought about my future that much." Alvin said.
Silence fell upon us again for a short moment until I realized that it was my turn to ask a question. I decided to change the mood around, since our conversation was beginning to get really dry and boring.
I turned to him. "What's the grossest thing you've ever eaten?"
He laughed. "What?"
"I once ate a grasshopper when I was younger. Miss Miller told me that Jeanette, Eleanor and I were in the backyard once, and I saw a grasshopper, thinking it was a piece of candy that somehow fell out of someone's pocket. And then I ate it." I smiled, shrugging.
Alvin laughed again. "Well, I've never eaten anything as weird as that, but I can remember this one time where Theodore had tried to make Dave some breakfast for his birthday, so he made this really disgusting pancake mixture, and who the hell knows what he put it in." He said.
"And you ate it?" I asked.
"Yeah, I had to. Theodore made me taste test it first." He said.
I laughed. "And what did you say?"
He half-laughed and said, "I didn't want to make him feel bad, so I told him it was good. Dave, on the other hand..."
I laughed again. "I can imagine."
I smiled to myself, feeling the mood lighten up. Despite the crappy weather outside, and despite how gloomy and rainy it was, I didn't really mind. I was actually having a great time. Sometimes I even forgot about the reality we were actually in, being lost in the middle of nowhere.
"Now it's my turn to ask a question." Alvin said, smiling darkly at me.
"Oh no..." I muttered. I had a really bad feeling about this next one.
He leaned a bit closer to me and asked, "Are you a virgin?"
"Alvin!" I exclaimed, hitting him across the arm. "You cannot ask me that."
"Why not?" He asked, laughing.
"Because I don't want to answer that." I fired.
"Why?" He asked again.
"Because I don't want to!" I shot.
I felt the insides of my body begin to get all hot due to embarrassment. It wasn't as if I had a really dirty answer to his question, in fact, it was the total, complete opposite. I am, in fact a virgin, but I didn't want Alvin to know that! I mean, not to make me seem better than anyone else, but hello? I'm the most popular girl in school for a reason. People expect me to be someone when in reality, I'm nowhere near it.
"Come on, Brittany. Stop being so lame. It's not as if I'm gonna tell anyone." He said.
I shot him a bad look, hating him so much right now. "Why do you wanna know?"
"I dunno, because I'm bored?" He said, answering me in a tone like I had just asked the stupidest question in the world.
But then I sighed deeply in frustration. I really hated myself for giving in, but I guess I had to answer. I looked at him and said, "Yes, I am, alright? I'm a virgin."
"Then-"
"I know, okay? It's stupid. I know what you're thinking. I should be one of those typical cheerleaders you see in the movies, right? But whatever, I don't care about what anyone says." I said, feeling my cheeks heat up.
Alvin looked at me. "Britt, why are you acting as if being a virgin is a bad thing?"
I looked at him. "Well, I dunno. It's just..." I sighed, trailing off.
"Would you believe me if I told you that I never had sex with a girl before?" Alvin asked me.
I raised my eyebrows. "I would not believe that at all." I said.
He shrugged. "Well, it's true. I've never had sex before. I'm a virgin too."
I laughed out loud. "You are such a liar, Alvin."
He shook his head. "I'm not lying."
"Yeah you are. I'm sure you've had sex with tons of girls before." I said.
He just shook his head. "Nope."
I stop laughing as I looked at him, noticing how serious he looked. Wait, he must be lying though, right? I mean, this is Alvin Seville, the boy that every girl wants to date! In fact, Alvin has probably dated more girls than I can count. He's the captain of the football team, the most popular guy in school! I mean, he must've slept with at least one girl, right?
"Are you serious?" I asked him.
He nodded. "Yup."
I was shocked. "But...but-"
He rolled his eyes. "Look, I know I've dated a few girls in the past, and yeah, I may have kissed a few of them before, but I've never had sex with anyone, ever."
"You're not saying this to make me feel better, are you?" I asked him.
"Nope. I'm just telling the truth." He said.
"But how do I know you're actually telling the truth?" I asked.
"Then go ask any girl I've dated before. She'll tell you." He said.
"But why? Why haven't you?" I asked.
He shrugged. "I guess I wanna wait until I'm with that one special girl. I just haven't found her yet."
I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach when I heard him say the last part, but I managed to smiled and say, "Yeah, same with me. I wanna wait until I meet that one boy. I haven't found him yet either."
God, I was lying to myself, because the one boy I was talking about was literally sitting right in front of me...
"Okay...now that we got that outta the way, it's your turn to ask a question." Alvin said.
I sighed to myself. There is this one question I really wanted to ask him, but I was afraid that it would seem too obvious. But then I thought to myself, I'm in a car in the middle of the woods while it was pouring like crazy out there, so what have I got to lose?
"Do you like anybody right now? And if so, what is she like?" I asked.
I know I should have asked him who he liked, but I didn't want to hear the answer because I didn't want to get hurt. If, for whatever sudden mutual reason, he said he liked me, then I don't know what would have happened. And if he said he liked someone else, then I knew my heart would have gotten shattered.
"Well, I actually do like this one girl...She goes to our school, too." Alvin said.
"Oh." I said.
"Hmm, what is she like? Well, she's really sweet, really funny. She's really pretty too." Alvin said, but he shrugged. "But I haven't had the chance to speak to her about it." He said.
I didn't say anything for a moment, trying so hard to think of anything except the words he had just said. I now know for a fact that he doesn't like me, and that we would be nothing but best friends.
"But if you had the chance to tell her, would you?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah, I would tell her that I like her."
I tried my best to put on a smile. "That's really sweet. Maybe you should tell her, the moment we get out of here."
"Maybe." He said. "Anyway, what about you? Do you like anyone right now?"
Yes.
"Nope." I said, shaking my head.
He raised his eyebrows. "Really? How come?"
I hated myself for lying, but I could feel my heart breaking on the inside. The last thing I needed was to spill all my feelings and get hurt even more.
I shrugged. "There isn't really anyone out there that I'm interested in."
Alvin nodded. "Well, I'm sure you'll find someone soon, Britt."
I smiled, just to cover up the pain that I was feeling on the inside. "Thanks."
Alvin smiled before he looked out the window of his car. "God, I don't think this weather is gonna let up anytime soon."
I looked outside my window. It was so dark and gloomy outside. The rain kept pouring in harder and harder, as the sound of the rain droplets hitting the top of the car came faster.
He turned back to me and said, "I don't know about you, but this game is getting kinda boring. Let's do something else."
I looked at him. "Do what?"
He smiled at me and said, "Truth or dare."
I rolled my eyes. "Alvin..."
"Come on, Britt, it's not as if we're doing anything productive right now. Truth or dare?" He asked.
I sighed. I was sick of telling the truth, I mean, that's what we've been doing for the past 20 minutes already! And though I wasn't in the mood to play games anymore, Alvin was right. We really had nothing to do anyway.
I sighed. "Dare."
Silence dawned upon us. All I could hear was the gentle pitter patters of rain. It stayed silent like this for at least 30 more seconds, that I was beginning to wonder if our game of truth or dare had suddenly ended. But after a few more seconds, Alvin finally spoke up.
He looked up at me to meet my gaze and said, "I dare you to kiss me."
WHOA HOLD UP. DID ALVIN JUST ASK THAT?
And wow, we learned quite a bit of interesting facts about Alvin and Brittany in this chapter, haven't we? hehe
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