The Little Voice: Chapter 8

Woman's Intuition and Patience

Slowly his face lifted. His eyes met hers. “Janice… I don’t know how to say this. I just…”
“Kyle. No matter what it is I’m sure I can handle it.”
“I know YOU can. I’m just not sure that I could,” he said, his face about to go back to the floor.
“Just ask me Kyle. It’ll be ok.”
“How do you know?”
“Call it woman’s intuition.”
“Don’t you have to be a woman to have that?” Kyle teased.
“Nice to see you haven’t lost your wonderful sense of humor,” she said, “but stop trying to change the subject. Just ask me already.”
“You sure are persistent aren’t you?”
“Persistent, stubborn, focused, wonderful.”
“That’s why I l-” Kyle stopped.
“That’s why you what?” she asked, heart starting to beat faster.
“That’s why… that’s why…” he just could get the words out.
Patience is a virtue. Patience is a virtue.
“I don’t know how to say this,” Kyle finally forced out.
“Just say it. Don’t worry about a negative reaction. You probably won’t get one.”
“I hope I don’t.”
“You won’t.”
Kyle looked hopeful.


He took a deep breath. “Ok.. Janice…” Another deep breath. Janice could almost see the courage building up inside him. She wonder if he could hear her heart racing.

“I think you have to be the most incredible person I’ve ever met. No one’s ever been as ridiculously perfect as you. Not only are you outrageously beautiful and brilliant but you also have the kindest soul ever in the history of kind souls. I don’t know how all the other girls stand to be around such an exquisite being. They all have to hate you. They have to. I know if I were a girl I would. I’d completely give up hope of ever having a boyfriend with you around. There’d be no way for me to measure up to you. So I’m REALLY glad I’m not a girl.” Kyle paused for a breath, Janice couldn’t catch hers.

“I sit around and watch you, sorry if that sounds a bit creepy but I can’t help it. I don’t think I’ll ever get over how utterly, insanely awesome you are,” his voice was picking up speed, Janice’s astonished ears were having trouble following.

Mr. Mile-a-minute, Giant Run-on Talker

“I don’t know how it is that you don’t have a boyfriend. I don’t know how there isn’t an army of gus following you around, doing what ever your lovely heart desires,” Kyle continued, Janice’s face was about as red as can be imagined, yet getting redder.

“But then I think, it does make sense because she’d never like that,” he was really picking up the pace now, “She’s not the type that goes around fluanting what she’s got and taking advantage, which makes you even perfecter. I don’t think that’s a word but it doesn’t really matter right now. All that really matters is that you’re perfect and there’s no one as awesome as you and you trump all those who think they are awesome and nothing is as wonderful as spending time with you and I can’t imagine anything better than talking to you, or seeing you, or being with you and there would be nothing worse than some other guy scooping you up and not appreciating you because he doesn’t know what he has and that would just really suck.” Another giant breath.

Was There a Question Somewhere?

Janice could hardly believe what she was hearing.
“So basically what it all boils down to is this rather important question. Its not necessarily life threatening, but if you say no I’ll probably be devastated, but now don’t say yes because you feel bad for me. I’ll make it either way.”
He stopped and looked at her as if waiting for an answer.
“Um, was there a question in there?” Janice asked, surprised that she was still able to speak.
“Oh! I was rambling so much I didn’t really ask huh?”
“No, you didn’t.”
Another pause. She looked at him expectantly. He looked kind of crazy.
“Oh right,” he took a deep breath, “Janice, I would be the luckiest guy in the entire universe if you would agree.”
He stopped yet again.
“Agreed to what?” The voice inside her head was growing impatient.
Why won’t he just ask already? This is getting kind of annoying. I don’t care how perfect he is, this waiting is insane.
Another deep breath. Janice hoped this would be the last one. “Agree to be my girlfriend.”

The End

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