After a while he let me go. He stared at me lovingly and I found myself not being able to look away. I finally was able to blush and I quickly turned my head away from him. "Don't look at me like that," I said somewhat annoyed. I did not attempt to look at him again. "Why not?" he asked. "Because! I just don't want you too! That's why!" I said angrily my face going a deeper red. "Why because?" he asked. He held me tighter and I squirmed. "Tell me why," he whispered in my ear. My face flushed even more. "N-no! Stop it you pervert!" I shouted and I tries swatting him away from me but it was no use. He caught my hand and pulled me closer. He turned my face and his eyes widened. "Your face..." "Stop!" I shouted and I managed to release my face from his grip. "Armeria. Please... tell me why I can't just love you. Why can't I look at you like this and express my feelings?" "Becase you make me feel embarrassed and tingly inside!" I shouted. I covered my mouth. No way! I did not just say that out loud. He blinked. "Y-you... like me?" "I didn't say that! I don't like you at all!" I said. I was irritated. Assuming that of me... I... did I like him? "Do you care about me then? Even a little bit?" he asked. I blushed. "I... don't want to say." "Tell me. I just want to know if I should just leave you alone. If you tell me to go away and to stop bothering you... I will. I swear it." I wanted to tell him to leave me alone... but I couldn't. The words just wouldn't come out. "So? What will it be?" he asked. My heart began to race. "I... I want... I want you to stay with me just as you are. I care about you... I care..."
As I lay in my bed I couldn't help but think about what I had said to Dante... Flash back "I want to be with you as you are. I care about you... I care... I really do. I don't understand what I'm feeling but I know I don't hate you like I did..." I blushed and stood up. "Don't joke with me when you tell me you love me. When you realize your true feelings come and tell me again," I said quietly. Present... I sighed and hid my face in my pillow. Damn it. It was so embarrassing to say that to him... directly no less. I murmured random things before falling asleep. In the morning I woke up late. I had barely gotten any sleep and I had to hurry. "Armeria! Hurry or you'll be late!" shouted my mother. She threw a paper bag to me. "It's lunch dear! I'm sorry I didn't wake you!" "Er... it's okay! Thanks mom!" I said and I bolted out the door. Kendra was standing at the end of the walkway. "You're late you idiot!" she joked. "Haha! I'm sorry!" I said and I happily went over to her. As we walled to school she turned to me. "Hey... so... I heard about what happened yesterday. About the delinquent... are you okay?" she asked. I blushed. "Oh yes! Um..." I began. I didn't say anything. "Hmm? Something wrong?" "Well yesterday... Dante and I... well I told him that I cared about him. I mean I don't love him or like him or anything like that. I meant that I just cared for him... But my heart... It's a feeling I've never experienced." Kendra's face turned to a cold expression and she faked a smile. "Hmm? Your heart feels happy and tingly doesn't it? That's love. Anyways... don't fall for him! You love me, remember?" she said in a joking manner. I looked at her. "Uh... love?" "......." she didn't say anything. "Kendra. Tell me. Is what I'm feeling for Dante... love? I can't tell if I can... and I want to know." She glared at me. "No," she said sternly. "I highly doubt you love him. You are just getting heart throbs because your scared. That's all," she said. I frowned. What was with her today? "Kendra...?" "I'm going on ahead. Don't catch up to me. I want to be alone for a while," she said and she went ahead. I looked at the ground. There was a definite space between her and I? What was happening to us? And why? Ugh... it bothered me... so much.