I woke up earlier today, mainly the reason is; I am nervous. Huh, can you believe it? I, Mason Carter, am nervous of telling a girl how I feel. I shouldn’t be feeling this in the first place, I mean, I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. But, this is Blondie we’re talking about, she’s not just any girl and she is most definitely not most girls. I don’t have the slightest idea how she would react. I don’t even know how I would tell her. Should I even make a plan? Yeah, I should make a plan. I grabbed a paper and a pen out of my bag.
I should think first when, where and how I would do it. I wrote down dinner on the paper.
Is it a good or a bad idea? I stared at the word as I imagine what the scenario would be when I tell her.
We would arrive at the fancy restaurant I made reservations in; she would probably be underdressed because I caught her by surprise but she wouldn’t be bothered because she doesn’t care what people think of her and she certainly wouldn’t dress to impress me. I would pull the chair for her when she’d sit, wait, no. I shouldn’t do that, she’ll know that something’s up, I should not be a gentleman to her and just be my usual self. Should I tell her after? Or before we eat? Hmm… best to do it after, at least she’s already eaten and less vicious.
Now comes the tricky part or, the hard part as I’d like to call it. Telling her how I feel.
I need the right words. I wrote down the words that’s on my mind and re-read them after.
“There’s this one person that we couldn’t live without and people say that that person is your soul mate and Blondie, I think you’re my soul mate.”
NO! A big very big no! If I tell her that she’d just laugh at my face. Okay. Onto the next one.
“Blondie, you have really pretty eyes.”
I don’t know why I even wrote that down.
"I can't keep pretending that I don't have feelings for you. You're too amazing not to have feelings for. It's okay if you don't feel the same way, but I thought you deserved to know how I feel."
Hmm… the last one doesn’t seem so bad. God! I am so cheesy.
“Mason.” I turned to my right and saw Blondie walking towards me.
I crumpled the paper that I’ve been writing on and put it in my pocket, I played with the pen I’m holding so I’d look like I’m just bored.
“What are you doing out here?” she asked as she made her way up; I am sitting at the highest seat in the bleachers.
“Free period.” I replied. She took a seat beside me. “You?”
“Free period as well.” She smiled.
“I didn’t know you have free period the same time as me.”
“Well, we never talked about it and none of us asked.”
“Is this where you usually go for free period?” I asked.
“No. I usually stay at the library or any quiet place on campus so that I could read a book.” That’s when I noticed the book she’s holding.
“What are you reading this time?”
“Everyday by David Levithan.” She showed me the book. “It’s a story, about a guy, A, who wakes up everyday in a different body and then one day he woke up in Justin’s body, who has this girlfriend named Rhiannon and in that moment A knew that his life changed. Everything changed.”
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