My Secret, Not Yours {On Hold}

“So … I heard you went to the movies with my brother.” Farah said, as she sat down on my couch. I sat down next to her with a bowl of popcorn at hand. “You know I am hurt you didn’t invite me, but I know you wanted to make out with my brother and all that-“

“Farah! That was not at all the case. Mind you, I was with Alexia and Adam.” Farah growled at Adam’s name.  I chuckled.

Farah and Adam have always been friends/enemies. And I am fine with that because let me tell you their fights are so funny. One time Farah threw Adam’s phone into a pool, so he took her Harry Potter book (Yes, she is a Harry Potter Fan) and the tossed it in the pool. Haha, you should have seen her face, it was like he killed someone she loved.

“Oh, so the love sick puppy tagged along … how … creepy.”

“Farah, we bumped into Robby and it wasn't like I was on a date with Robby." Farah winked at me.

"But you wanted to be." I growled at her. "What you can't lie that you have always like my brother!" I sighed and said nothing.

"...What do you mean when you said, ‘love sick puppy’, a few seconds ago?”  I asked, Farah glanced over at me and looked at me like I was an idiot.

“Come on, please tell me, you see it. It's so plain and clear." She stated.

“See what?” I questioned, she rolled her eyes and looked back at the T.V. I watched as she kept taking bites of my popcorn. I yanked it up and away from her. There was no way she was going to get my yummy popcorn, without giving me some answers.

“Hey, give me!” She shrieked. I shook my head 'no'. A ice cold glare feel on her face as she looked at me.

“Not until you explain what you meant.” I stated in a calm voice. Farah glare turned to pure shock.

“You’re telling me you have no earthly idea that Adam has liked you since the day yawl met.” I then accidently let go of the popcorn bowl. It slipped off my legs and fell on the floor.

“No, no, no, you have it all mixed up. Adam … Adam likes me as a sister.” I said in a quick manner, repulsing the thought that Adam likes me other than a sister kind of love.

“Whatever you say clueless, Emma ... and  by the way, I am not cleaning up the popcorn.” Farah stated, changing the T.V station, until she found the show we always watch, That 70’s Show.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever ... I will get it.” I got up and made my way to the kitchen. I went to reach for my broom, which was located in between the refrigerator and the stove. But as I went to retrieve it, I saw on the refrigerator was a picture of Adam and I.

We were in our cap and grown, and stangding on the lawn of our high school. I remember that day, it was graduation ..

Adam had a hand looped around my waist. We had smile planted on our faces, but Adam wasn’t looking at the camera, or me. He had his head turned and staring right at Daisy Hillman’s butt. I sighed, and chuckled for a second.

Yeah, Adam and I are just buddies, and deep down I want to keep it that way. Things get to complicated when you start date or fooling aroung with someone, especially your best friend.

“What’s taking you so long?” Farah shouted from the living room

“N-nothing.” I said.

“Well hurry up, a new episode is coming on.” She yelled, I rolled my eyes, grabbed the broom and dust pan. Then, I made my way back to the living room.

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Don’t bit me! I know it’s short! Sorry ... I am in a writing 'funk' ... but hey I updated! :)