Chapter 2

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It's been a few days and I tried not to think about Andy but I just had to. I felt pretty bad but I just didn't want to admit it to anyone. So again today when I woke up and started getting ready for church putting on some jeans and a pink dressy shirt. Of course when I got to church my mom did her regular routine, talking to everyone. But, I couldn't pay attention because I looked in the corner of my eye and saw Andy sitting there so I just went to the bathroom and came to sit down just in time for service. Service went well I had no distractions and he was sitting in front of me so I didn't have to look away to see if he was looking. Because I could clearly see he wasn't and I wasn't sure if he ever would. After service my friend, Aaron came up to me and asked me if I met his friend and I was thinking probably not so I nodded no and he brought over his friend, turns out I have me this friend and not in the best way possible. Aaron brought Andy with him and I just looked at Andy and tried not to think about the last time I saw him so I just said hi and he answered back. (But in my opinion Aaron was doing most of the talking) I think Andy and me actually connected a little but I wasn't to sure if it was fake and he was still mad at me or if it was real and he wanted to be friends. So I thought about it and I just was like fine maybe he is being fake but hey it shouldn't really matter because it's not like he's that important to me. So the next few days went by and we met at church again but this time I actually got to talk to him and in my head all I thought was (hey he's pretty cute) but I sure wasn't gonna tell him that. Than a little while after we got in trouble for doing something so we made this little rebellion with a group of friends called "Viva La Resistance" so we just made a bunch of chants and we just danced and laughed it out but trying to show we were mad at the same time. I think that was when we really clicked when I felt like he wasn't mad at me anymore and we were actually friends. I kept constantly thinking about him that week and I didn't know what was getting into me. Than when I went to church again I finally understood why I was thinking of him so much. I found Andy really cute..... I was possibly starting to like him..... Or maybe I felt bad. Hopefully I felt bad because that would be so awkward if I liked him.

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