November 7th, 2007
“He’s so cute!” Lexi gushed, clutching onto my arm tightly as Bruce walked by. She made sure to be quiet enough so he couldn’t hear her, but I didn’t think it really mattered. It was pretty obvious that Lexi had a huge crush on Bruce. “Don’t you think he’s just the cutest boy ever?”
I wouldn’t exactly agree with her. There was someone that I had my eye on that I thought was the cutest boy ever, but Lexi already knew all about him.
“He’s alright,” I had to admit, because ugly was definitely the last thing Bruce Wilkins was. Stupid was definitely one of his characteristics, but not ugly. “But I think Dallas is cuter than him.”
“Of course you think Dallas is cuter than him,” Chelsea teased as she slipped into the chair next to us while AJ and Aimee slid into chairs across from Lexi and me. “You’ve always thought that Dallas was cuter than everybody you’ve ever met.”
I rolled my eyes, but I knew my blush was obvious. Was it a bad idea to have a crush on your best friend? Especially when it was a best friend who was four years older than you and you had known since you were born? Yeah, it seemed like it was a bad idea, but I couldn’t help but fall head over heels for him…
It didn’t help that he was a senior and I was a freshman. He had so many other friends, and I was surprised he even acknowledged me anymore… But he still treated me like I was his best friend. And not to mention he had a girlfriend named Trinity. Man, did I hate her.
“Lexi was just talking about Bruce,” I informed them quickly, trying my best to get off of the subject of Dallas and me. “You know, that stupid football player Bruce.”
“He isn’t stupid!” Lexi defended, but I knew she didn’t even believe it. We didn’t go to the same school as Bruce, since our school was an all-girls school, but he went to Dallas’s school so we went to his games. And for a freshman, he was a pretty amazing player. I knew that that was the only reason he was still on the team, since his grades should have kicked him off.
“He’s stupid, Lex,” AJ nodded in agreement with me, crossing her arms over her chest and looking over at Aimee, as if waiting for her to agree as well. “Isn’t he, Aimee?”
Aimee and AJ were almost like twins. They didn’t look alike, but they always did everything together. There was rarely ever a time that they were seen apart, and they were definitely best friends. Even though all of us were best friends, they were definitely the closest.
“I don’t see anything special about him,” Aimee shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked away from where he was sitting. “Sure, he looks okay, but I wouldn’t want to be with someone as stupid as him.”
“Do you think I have a chance with him?” Lexi now asked Aimee, since she was the one that knew about boys out of all of us. She had had a few boyfriends while the rest of us had had none, but she would always help us out when we needed it.
Aimee looked at Bruce and then back at Lexi. She repeated this a few times, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at both of them intently. She finally stopped, looking Lexi dead in the eye as she shrugged, “Yeah, I guess you have a chance.”
Lexi started squealing, gaining the attention of some of the people that were in the coffee shop with us. She didn’t get Bruce’s attention though, since he was so busy shooting straw wrappers at one of his friends, and Lexi let out a sigh of relief when she saw that he didn’t turn around to stare like everyone else had.
When the front door opened and the bell jingled, I didn’t think anything of it. It just signaled that someone was coming in or out, so it wasn’t that big of a deal. But when arms were suddenly being wrapped around my waist and pulling me out of my chair, I couldn’t help but let out a squawk as I was being spun around in the air.
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