I was having so much fun, I forgot about the time difference, which surprised me. Not the forgetting thing, but the fact I was actually having FUN! He changed my whole view on him (well almost my whole view) His accent made everything sound funny. I asked him to say words that kiwis use every day and his take on them made me laugh.
His face scrunched up all cute when he tried saying some of the names of cities. It was unbelievably adorable.
He was really funny and cute. His eyes seemed really sincere too. That was probably the first time I accepted that I had some feelings for him.
But, when I realized what time it would've been his time, I felt a little sad. I didn't want him to leave yet. It's weird, I know, but I hadn't talked to him enough yet.
I tried ignoring the time, but then he yawned. A really big, arms stretched wide yawn and my heart melted. There is nothing cuter than watching a boy yawn.
Then he went to top it by tussling his hair. He even shied away, smiling a smug smile before apologizing. He was quite the charmer. I had to let him sleep!
I didn't want him falling asleep on the field or something? What if he got hurt? (Not like I cared about that much at the time, but the thought was still there, none the less).
I told him he needed to sleep and he shook his head, saying he had better things to do, before laughing. I didn't get it at first, until he said, 'the operative word being do'. And there I thought for a minute second, he was being sweet.
I was hella tired. I was going to drop at that minute, but when she said she wanted me to go to sleep, I figured I was goanna be stubborn, just so she'd remember me a little more.
It was hot watching her get all flustered as she tried to convince me to sleep. She even brought up my football game. SHE LISTENED WHEN I SAID FOOTBALL! That's a hard quality to find in a girl.
I feel bad now, because she was real worried about me being too tired to play and it felt weird at first, having someone care the way she was, but at the time, I thought I was being a funny fucker. I caved after 20 minutes though.
She pulled the puppy dog eyes card and her big green eyes could get even the strongest man to cry. I told her the only reason I was leaving was because I had my game but she knew it was all her. Pretty, stupidly smart bitch.
We ended up winning because of me and my good night's rest. Jen was right... as usual.
Everything started getting weird for me, after that night. Not a bad weird, just a weird weird. Whenever a girl talked to me, I would look at her and point out all the things Jen had that this girl didn't.
None of their laughs sounded anywhere near as pretty as hers and their eyes never sparkled like hers did. When they spoke, I wasn't interested.
Now a pretty face wasn't enough for me. Even my friends thought it was weird they were getting more dates than usual.
"Come on Sammy", Simon and Mark (my 2 best friends since we were 6) laughed.
“ Cole's practically ripping her top off. Get her.” He
"No thanks.” I laughed, as I left the Game Win after party early.
Nicole was hot and all, but... Those guys would never understand how I felt. Not the way Jen did anyway. Fuck, I sound so gay.
It's weird too cause I hadn't even told them about Jen yet! Still, I had more important things to worry about. Like. My next date with Jen, and that was 6 days away. 6, excruciatingly long, days away.
Sam was ADORABLE. He dropped the asshole act almost completely. He sent me cute inbox messages almost every day, telling me how much he looked forward to talking to me on tinychat again (with a multiple amount of unnecessary swear words so I wouldn't think he were into me). Still, I liked how he cared, in his own Sam sort of way.
He'd send me messages on Facebook and tumblr, just asking me how my day was going and if it were bad, he'd send me something nice to cheer me up.
If it were good, he'd still send me something to make me even happier. It felt strange to me, how eager I began to get, for his tumblr name to show on my phone.
It was even stranger to see my followers eager for our 'relationship' to start. It stung a little to tell them all that we were just friends, but they refused to believe it, and deep down, I guess I did too.
Sam mentioned me on his tumblr a few times. He called me Red when he talked about me and so my followers thought they could call me Red too. I wouldn't let them though.
That was Sam's thing, and only Sam's. He said I was the coolest chick he'd met on there. He even called me his girlfriend once, as a joke of course, but the ring of it was still nice.
I joked about him being my 'significant other' and he replied to that with 'In reality guys, that means we're fucking. Right, Red?'. He said it was only cute when he made jokes, and I, already adapting to his arrogance, thought it was only cute coming from him too.
|Susan coffey||as Jen|
|Zac Efron||as Sam|
|Landon Liboiron||as Simon|
|William Moseley||as Conor|
|Robbie Amell||as Mark|
|Diane Lane||as Cindy|