Never_alone_Rachael: I’m not going to say anything. We’ve all tried to make you forget him but you’re never ready to put in your own efforts.
Sweetsixteen_Lil: Uh, What do I say…
Never_alone_Rachael: Anyways, I don’t want to fight with you. Let's not talk about him.
Sweetsixteen_Lil: Okay. What’s up at your end?
Never_alone_Rachael: Nothing much.
The bell rang. I went to get it, putting Rachael on hold.
I opened the door and there he was, in his hot white shirt and his favorite jeans (his favorite jeans had ‘R’ printed on it). He had his damn cool guitar in hand. I stood still, staring at him. He had his million dollar smile which could light up the whole town. I couldn’t say anything.
“Uhm, Lils, get out of the way.” Jason said. “Oh, sorry.” “Hi, Lils.” Oh. My. Gawd! He called me Lils! He called me Lils! “Hey, what’s up?” “Nothing much, working on my guitar. You say how are you? How’s life?” “Yeah, right. My life, it sucks. I don’t know why it’s happening to me.” “Too bad,” he winked. “yeah,” “Riley, we’ve got to catch up on our guitar.” Jason shouted from upstairs. “yeah, coming. So, I’ll catch you later. Bye, Lils.” He patted on my right hand and went upstairs. I went numb and was about to faint! He touched me! I texted Aaron right away.
Hey. Guess what? Riley has come over and I spoke to him. How cool is that! Aaron you were right. I’m getting the Riley craze back!
He replied in a second.
I told you. So you’ve gotten over Tyler now atleast?
No not so soon. I still like Tyler but Whatever, Aaron. Atleast I'm happy now.
Yeah. Sure you are. Hey. Lils I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later okay. Bye.
Mom dad came in a while. They saw me happy and asked me for the reason. “You and Tyler patched up?” I frowned at that. “No, mom. Can't I be happy? And I'm not going to patch up with him.” I tossed the bell pepper on the table. Mom came closer and rubbed my shoulders. “Its okay, honey. It happens. You learn from your experiences. Let me tell you a story…” “Mom, I'm not in mood to listen to your story neither am I interested in spoiling my good mood.” “Okay,” she whispered and went to make noodles.