The New Girl

Chapter 9: Coming to Terms

That was a fun day. I never had a day like that before, being with friends. Not that surprising, considering I didn't have any friends beforehand.

Anyways, the day was really fun. After we got food, we went exploring around more of the neighborhood and the areas around it. We didn't do too much, except help Amity more on the board. She didn't fall again after what happened. I'm pretty sure she was more cautious when she stepped on.

Jesus christ though, she is so adorable when she was trying to practice. Many times, she would lose her balance, but I would be there to keep her up, but my board would sail away a few feet ahead. Multiple times it hit the curb, and the loud bang gave Amity the impression that she broke it.

She would turn to me and apologize over and over again about it. Even when I would tell her it was okay, she would still take it out on herself. I was kinda caught off guard when she first did it. She seemed like the last person to take their frustration out on themselves, but there she was, calling herself stupid and such.

I was quick to say otherwise, and she didn't fight it after. She would just give me this look. I can't really describe it well, but it would be that of both appreciation and concern. That's how I interpreted it, between my internal screaming and light blushing.

Everyone else there wasn't sitting around. In fact, after they saw me bomb the hill, they were all interested in trying out my board after Amity was done. They had similar results like Amity. Gus even fell straight on his back hard. He was fine, but I found it funny that he fell after he made a jab at me and Amity.

That's what I call instant karma.

Anyways, we stayed out until dark, then we all separated. Viney and Jerbo went home with their families, and everyone else left. Amity stayed with me for a little though. She wanted to walk me home. I told her I was perfectly fine going alone, but she insisted on being by my side. I didn't catch her reasoning why because my mind was too busy turning my comprehensible thoughts into static.

I remember it so vividly. She thanked me for helping her with skating, and we made a couple jokes about her being a pro. She did slowly get the hang of it. She was able to balance on it for a while in a straight line. She just needs to learn how to turn well.

We reached my house and I asked why she walked me home again. I remember her lightly looking away with a smirk as she held her arm behind her back.

"Well, I just want to enjoy the moment. Spend as much time with you as I can."

Before I got a word out, she gave me a hug. It wasn't as long as when I had my breakdown, but it was long enough for me to realize what was happening. She backed away slowly and was blushing.

"Sorry, I don't know if we are there yet..."

I smiled at her, and with the confidence I got, I gave her another hug. It was the same length, but we both enjoyed it as much as we could. We both laughed afterwards and said our goodbyes. The second I closed the front door, I started giggling like crazy. I really couldn't control it as my body shook and the tears of happiness rolled down my face. Mom saw me and asked if I was alright. I nodded my head and just said:

"I had a great day."

I spent the rest of my night with my face in a pillow screaming.