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It's
been while since Becca asked me out and we
really haven't had much of a chance to
talk. In fact, she's been acting distant
and cool (as in cold). I still haven't
figured out her reaction. I mean, I
thought she said she just wanted to be
friends. She did say that when I asked her
to the dance. So what is the deal
here?
I
was running all this stuff around in my
head for days now. It was driving me nuts.
I tried to talk to Miguel about it, but he
said he was sorry, but he was having his
own troubles with women. He said that as
soon as he straightened things out with
Dee he could help me. I'm just not sure I
can wait that long.
I
sat down in the cafeteria with a package
of chocolate chip cookies and a container
of orange juice. I know I know it sounds
weird. Most people don't drink orange
juice with cookies, especially not
chocolate ones, but I think it's a good
combination. Actually the reason I like it
is because it's a snack my mom used to
make for me when I'd come home from school
when I was in like first or second grade.
She tried to get me to drink milk, said it
would make me grow, but I never have been
into milk all that much. Like not at all.
Especially after that field trip to
O'Connor's Dairy Farm in Kindergarten and
we saw where milk actually came from.
Whoa! That did it. So after that I started
drinking orange juice with cookies. It
really tastes especially good with
chocolate chip cookies.
You
know we had this neighbor where we used to
live. Mrs. Greenfield and she was a big
time poker player. Taught me and my
brother how to play poker and black jack
too. She used to come by in the afternoons
to spend time with me and my brother,
kinda like a favor to my mom who was
working. And she was the only other person
I ever met who liked to drink oj with
chocolate chip cookies too! Good old Mrs.
Greenfield.
So
I was sitting there feeling like I knew
just as much about the way the world works
as I did when I was in kindergarten, which
was a whole lot. Then it hit me...
again!
Becca
wasn't lying or testing me when she asked
me out! She really does want to go out
with me. And not as a friend, either. As a
boyfriend!
Wow!
Of all the possible explanations my crazed
mind had totally missed the truth... that
Becca had meant what she said the first
time she said she just wanted to be
friends but then she changed her mind!
Hey, it happens! And she really did like
me in the same way I liked her!
So
I went looking for Becca and I found her
in the library. I told her I needed to
talk to her and we went
outside.
Then
I just told her what I was feeling. I told
her that I understood things now. That I
knew how she felt really and that it was
really the same way that I felt. I was so
sure I was right that I wasn't shy or
anything. The wind was playing with her
hair and she never took her eyes off of
me. I stood there and looked at her too.
We both smiled and I kissed her. And she
kissed me back. Cool! No worries
now!
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