By the time it is one o’ clock, Derek has managed to take me pretty much everywhere―well, everywhere within distance of the harbor. We visited the National Aquarium (his older brother, Trevor works there, so with a little bit of persuading, we were able to get in for free), Harborplace, and we even squeezed some time in for lunch.
“Thanks,” I tell him, once we’re in front of Naomi’s car, “I really had a great time.”
He smiles. “No problem. Hey, where’s your aunt? You sure this is her car?”
I nod. “Uh-huh, she’s probably just running a little late. She didn’t say be here exactly at one o’ clock.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t want you to be late and she’d see a random guy walking around with her niece.”
I laugh. “You have a point. Oh, there she is now.” I point at my aunt, who’s coming from the direction of the Power Plant. I wave at her.
I can’t help but notice the brief flash of disappointment in Derek’s eyes. “Wait, give me your number―I’d like to hang out with you some more this summer.” He pulls a BlackBerry out of his pocket and quickly keys in my number while I dictate it to him. He reads it back to me, and when I nod in confirmation, he grins. “Alright, got it. I’ll see about calling you tonight. See you later, Juliette.”
“Yeah, see ya,” I respond quietly while he walks away, a sudden sinking feeling in my stomach.
“So,” Naomi says, her voice dripping with curiosity as she walks over to me and unlocks the car doors, “who was that?”
Pretending I didn’t hear what she said, I climb into the passenger seat and click on the seatbelt.
“Yes?” I refuse to meet her gaze, looking out the window instead as the car begins to move.
“Who was that?” she asks again.
“Who was who?”
“That tall boy you were just with―the one who walked away right before I came.”
I toy with one of the tears in my capris as I try to find the right words to say. “Umm…his name’s Derek. He’s just a friend I met at The Gallery.”
“You know, he was kind of cute. I’d prefer to have him more than 'just a friend' if I were you, Jules.”
I gasp and finally look at her. “Oh, my God, Naomi!”
She takes her eyes off the road for a minute to glance at me, a hint of a smile on her lips. “What? I’m serious. Wouldn’t you?”
I groan and look out the window, crossing my arms.
“Well, wouldn’t you?”
“I’m not having this discussion with you, Naomi,” I grumble.
“Sooooooo...” she drags the word out dramatically. “What did you guys do?”
“Nothing. We just hung out. He showed me around.”
“Did you guys kiss?”
She laughs. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop.”
“Good,” I say, the tone of my voice signaling the end of our conversation.
After a few silent minutes, Naomi asks, “Do you want to kiss him?”
Sorry I haven't been posting any stories! I've kind of had Writer's Block and was really busy, so I hardly had time to write. Well, here it is! If you like it, comment and vote! If you love it, add it to your library and fan! Thanks for reading! :)