More Than What it Seems.

part 2

Gabriella's POV

I got up at the end of biology and looked up at Mary who was shaking her head.

"What?" I said.

"Nothing, it's just that my best friend has a huge crush on her." She said looking over at Elena

I bit my lip. "That I do."

She nudged my arm and pushed me a little towards her. "Go talk to her Gabriella."

I looked at her and turned around then turned around again. "I can't"

"Yes, you can."

"I'll scare her off."

"You won't. But I have to go though."

She walked off. I gathered up my stuff and started to walk out.

"Wait Gabriella" she ran up to me.

I turned to face her and smiled at her "Hello Elena."

"Now where are you heading?" she asked

"Web design, you know where it is?"

"Of course, it's my third period class. Come on I'll walk you."

She grabbed my arm. I giggled and blushed walking beside her.

"So," She said "tell me how long you had this crush on me."

"Actually, for a very, very long time" I blushed and looked down. "And please call me gabby."

She smiled at me. "Alright, Gabby it is."

We stopped at the door.

"If you want I can come get you and walk you to history." Elena said

"That'll be nice."

"Then wait for me. I'll be right here shortly after." She smiled

I smiled at her "I'll wait for you."

I walked into my class.

I waited for her. She came up behind me whispering boo making me jump

"You ready?" Elena asked

"Mhm lets go."

I grabbed her hand and looked at her.

We walked into the class.

"Sit next to me?" she said tapping the chair.

I sat down. "So how long have you known i had a crush on you?"

"Actually, for a while now" I blushed with her.

"Really?" I was kinda shocked that she knew.

"Yeah, it was kind of obvious Hun."  she smiled just then the teacher came in cursing about something

"After noon class" He grimaced

"Afternoon Mr. Dior" the classed replied

she pulled out my notebook and wrote something down and passed it over to me

"So, I might as well make the first move. Seeing as you're so shy… So do you want to go see a movie sometime? This weekend, maybe?" i read the note and wrote something down

And passed the notebook back

"I'd love to. Either Sunday or Friday, I can't Saturday because it's my brother Derrick's birthday party"

"Alright, Friday it is. What time do you want me to pick you up?"

"Seven work for you?"

"Sounds perfect, I'll pick you up at seven then. Question, do you have to be home at a cretin time? If not after the movie we could go to the Arcade or something."