My Best Friend Angelica

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      I sat in the front row of Angelica’s ballet recital and I was glad she got the lead role so that I could have a good excuse to stare at her.

     I loved how graceful she looked when she danced and how she completely lost herself in the routine. When the performance was over and she looked at me when she bowed I handed her the bouquet me and our friends had picked out. All of us chipped in on the expensive red roses but I put only my name on the card.

     I watched her as she pranced off the stage and I couldn’t wait to get back there and give her a –congratulatory? - hug.

   “Nikki, you are so gay.” I turned around at the sound of my friend’s, Elijah, tease.

   “Excuse me?” I faked a massive attitude and even pretended like I wanted to slap him.

   “Dag, calm down. I was just playing.”

     When we got backstage everyone ran to give her a group hug but I stood back because I wanted her to myself. I wasn’t gay; it was just a small girl crush. Except when she kissed her boyfriend, Chris, I sort of cringed inside and when he whispered in her ear, making her laugh or smile, I kind of pictured him falling down a flight of stairs. But I just keep on telling myself it’s just an innocent girl-crush.

   “What did you think, Nikki?”

   “She loved you, I mean it.” Elijah laughed and I did not picture him falling down the same stairs as Chris. His flight was going to be longer and made of concrete.

   “Angie, you did a beautiful job.” I smiled and when she squealed and gave me a hug I never wanted her to leave my arms.

   “So are we all going out to night?” I grimaced when she said ‘we all’.

   “Can’t. Elijah and I have practice early tomorrow.” Chris said and I thought that maybe he would survive his fall.

   “So its just me and Nikki.” She grabbed my hand and we rushed to her car.

     When we got to her car, she hugged me again and thanked me for the roses. “Was I really good?”

   “Of course.” I said but inside I thought, you were the best, baby.

     When we got to my house and up the stairs she wanted to take a shower and began to undress.

   “ I don’t have anything for you to wear because tomorrow is laundry day.” I lied.

   “Oh, I don’t mind. We’ve slept in the bed together naked before.” She smiled and slipped out of her dress and I thought, that was before this crush. I don’t know what brought along my feeling towards her but I did remember the time that I didn’t care that she used to prance around the room half-naked.

   “Did you want to take a shower too? If you want, we could share.”

     She does not make this easy. There were plenty of times when I wanted to brush of the feelings I had for her but she was so free-spirited, or was the word naïve? Either way, Angelica had no idea what she did to me and no idea what I wanted to do to her.

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