You type up a text that says, ‘Do you really like me?’ and send it to Jackie.
After she kissed you, you were too dazed to say anything. She left before you got your bearings back. You have been hanging out with her a lot, but that kiss came out of nowhere.
You went home yesterday and then spent the whole night trying to decide what to do and not being able to, you asked your friends about it. They told you that you should ask her out, but that’s too much for you. One of them suggested just talking to Jackie, so you’re doing a variation of that.
Texting her in class seems like the way to go because now you can have your friends look it over. Most of them agree that the ‘Do you really like me?’ is a good way to start the conversation.
The bell rings for the end of class so you pack up your stuff.
“Good luck,” the friend that sits next to you, Olivia, says as she leaves. You follow her out before heading to your next class. You don’t have many friends in this class.
Once you are in your seat you pull your phone out and check to see if she saw your text; she did and she responded.
‘Of course I like you’
Your friends were right, but she already said that. You were hoping that the text would make her go into more detail.
A second message comes in before you can text back.
‘I noticed how you acted around me and I did a little research. From there I figured out that you liked me and the more I considered it, the more attractive you and the idea of dating you became. I was actually considering asking you out myself.’
You blush.
Of course she would know that you liked her; from the way you’ve been acting around her it was obvious, but this is still a surprise.
A third message lights up your phone.
‘So what do you say? Want to go out on a date sometime?’
Cue the love-struck smile spreading from ear to ear that you wouldn’t take off your face even if you could.
‘That sounds amazing’
“Avery!” the teacher says. “Put that phone up right now!”
“Of course, Mx.” You send a quick ‘bye’ as you shove the phone back into your backpack.
Beep.
You hear the notification as the teacher enters their algebra lecture.
All you want to do is check it, but you know you’ll be able to check it and spend all lunch texting her back as long as you can wait. You manage till the bell rings, then you grab your phone. You’re sure no one will notice you staying for an extra second.
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‘We’ll talk more at lunch’
There is also a second message.
‘I’ll wait for you by the cafeteria entrance’
You shove all your stuff into your backpack and rush out of class. When you get there, she’s already waiting.
She’s standing there, leaning against the wall. She looks amazing.
You walk over to her. “You’re beautiful.”
She smiles. “Thank you.”
Her don’t know how to respond so you just stand there like an idiot, blushing.
“So where do you want to sit?” she asks.
You’re supposed to sit with your friends today like you always do, but now you can’t. You’re sure they’ll understand.
“I-I don’t know; where do you want to sit?”
“I usually sit outside in the shade.”
“That sounds good.”
“Follow me.” She starts walking away. It takes a couple seconds before you realize you aren’t following her. She comes back and grabs your hand: “Don’t worry. I won’t bite.”
Your heart skips a beat you sit beside her, your backs to the school and the trees blocking people from noticing you. This spot is nice and private. No wonder she sits here.
After a beat of awkward silence, you stutter out, “S-so what’s up with you?” To top it off, you point at her with finger guns. Oh gosh, you are so weird! How do you deal with romance?
She laughs. “I’m doing great. I just got a cute partner after all.”
Cue giggles and intense blushing. She’s so smooth! You were not expecting this.
“You have a beautiful laugh,” she says.
Your cheeks grow hotter. “Thanks.”
“Have you dated someone before?” She’s teasing you.
“You haven’t either! At least, I thought you hadn’t.”
“I may be new to dating, but I am a romance expert.”
“Really?”
She nods. “I have watched over a hundred romance animes and read just as many romance books.”
You can’t help but laugh.
“What’s so funny?” she asks.
“N-nothing.” You try to hide your giggles.
She pokes you in the side. “Come on. Enlighten your crush!”
You blush harder. “Shut up.”
“Tell me what’s so funny and maybe I will.” She pokes you again.
“It’s just-” You pause to think through your words. “The world isn’t fiction.”
“Yeah, so what?”
“Real-life romance is nothing isn’t how it’s portrayed.”
“I mean, I know that, but I can still learn from it.”
“What?”
“Well… ” She rubs her neck with a hand. “You know that I haven’t had any friends. I guess… after being alone with all my privilege, reality and everything I learned from fiction kind of blurred. I’m sorry if you don’t like that.”
“No, no, no!” You wave your hands around to make your point. “That’s not what I meant. I just thought it was a little weird that you’re, right out of the gate, so… good at dating I mean! It’s really cute!”
“You think so…?”
“Of course!” You smile at her.
She leans forward and plants a kiss on you.
You stare at her. Just like the last time, you’re too dazed to react.
“Sorry,” she says. “You were just being so cute.”
You’re still too engrossed with the fact that she kissed you to say anything.
“I’ll ask before I kiss you in the future… Unless you don’t want me to kiss you at all?”
Instead of responding you do something very, very surprising for you. You kiss her.
“I’ll take that as a no. You like my kisses, don’t you?” She smiles brightly at you as you nod excitedly.