RUEL
she's doing something to me.
see the thing is, i'm not usually quickly attracted to people.
but that girl....
kate.
she must be doing something right.
i try and flirt with her a bit, but to be honest, i'm not really sure if i'm going it right.
to be frank, i've never been in a relationship before.
is that weird? to be 17 and have never had a girlfriend?
maybe, but i try not to think about it too much.
not to brag, but i'm kinda a lanky legend.
being a famous singer with so many fangirls can be a little overwhelming sometimes.
actually, the only reason why i'm having more time to myself recently, is because i'm deciding to take a month off of touring.
i need a break.
a distraction...
"hey? are you even listening to me?" says the distraction herself, kate.
"uh... no...?" i reply.
"well, if you cared to listen, i found your stuff under a beach blanket."
i see her standing next to the pile of my belongings, holding up a corner of the blanket to see what's underneath.
"oh right! i think i did that on purpose,"
she probably thinks i'm a douche now.
"alright... so...," she drags on, looking down at her feet. she drops the blanket.
there's a good 10 seconds of awkward silence.
"i guess i should go back now?" she speaks again, wary of leaving me.
i have to do something.
quick.
"wait! don't you want to stay for a bit to eat? if i remember correctly i reckon i packed some bagels in that backpack right there," i point.
"okay, sure. i'd like that," kate tells me with a smile.
score!
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all the four beagles i packed are gone now. so is a bowl of fruit and one chocolate bar.
i gave kate the chocolate bar.
"thanks for looking after me today," i tell her.
"ya, it's no biggy. I actually kinda needed the company today," she replies with a dazed look on her face.
i wonder why...
"how come?" i ask.
"um... it's personal," kate tells me, seeming kind of on edge.
she looks up at me and her i can see right through her. she really wants to share what's going on. i can feel it.
"i um actually came here with my friend, meg, but i don't know if i want to call her a friend anymore" she finally breaks.
i don't interrupt, and wait for her to keep talking. i never want to pressure her into telling me something she feels uncomfortable with. after all, we basically just met.
"you know what, it's a long story," kate says, shaking her head and standing up from our spot on the beach.
"those are the best kind of stories," tell her.
she's silent for a moment.
i don't know what's going to happen next.
maybe i never will...
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we liking the story so far? sorry abt not updating sooner. motivation isn't at its highest this month. regardless, i hope you all are still interested in the story.
<3 sarah