Emily's POV: Charlie was my BestFriend.I told him everything; I had ever since we met and realized we got along so well.But there was one thing I never told him. I would never lie to him about anything. But this secret jeporized our friendship. I loved Charlie. I didn't have a crush,I didn't want the title of "Girlfriend" no--- I was deeply in love and I couldn't tell him but he found out. ---------------------------------------- Anybody Like It?
Emily's POV: I could smell the popcorn from all the way outside. That's the thing about movie theaters. You pay twenty or thirty bucks to watch a predictable chick flick--and bonus, you smell terrible for days afterward. So naturally, that's exactly where I wanted to go. I was hanging out with my best friend, Charlie, for an entire rainy Sunday afternoon. We hung out all the time at school, and our group often went places together after school, but it was the first time we had hung out by ourselves... and it was weird. I shivered slightly as we stood outside the theater, waiting to buy tickets in the long line that wrapped around the queue several times. I had thought jeans and plaid shirt would be casual enough to look like I wasn't trying too hard, but the shirt was much too thin for the bipolar weather in Atlanta in the winter. Apparently Charlie saw, even though I wasn't going to mention it. He slipped off his letter jacket and smiled as he handed it to me, revealing his black club soccer hoodie. How do guys manage to squeeze on so many layers? I gratefully pulled the jacket over my shoulders as we examined the "Now Showing" board. "Hm, 'Rolling Hills?' Noo.... 'Glory Moment?'"..... ------------------------------------------- 5 More Bumps And I'll Update From The Point I Ended At Sorry It's Kinda Long!
Emily's POV: .... 'Glory Moment?'" Robby looked hopeful. "What's it about?" Robby raised one eyebrow. "Glory Moment? You never read the series?" "...Nope. I've heard of it, but my parents don't let me read them." My overprotective parents had heard about the "violence," but from what my friends said, it was pretty much just one scene. I was planning to borrow the books from my friend Abby, anyway. He raised the other eyebrow. "Well, any other ideas?" I thought about it--for half a second. "If you promise not to tell... we can go see Glory Moment." He smiled excitedly. "Sounds good to me!" We scrunched closer together as we waiting a while longer, to conserve heat. I caught a whiff of his Axe (definitely NOT overdone) and found myself relaxing against his chest... Stop it! He's just a friend! He's your best friend! That's weird! I shook my head to clear my thoughts. "You okay?" I hadn't realized Robby would be able to feel that. But, logically, he would--I was leaning on his chest! Anybody Like? Sorry ClifHanger!
Emilys POV: -I was leaning on his chest. "Oh, yeah, just chills..." Oh gosh, ticket lady, please hurry up... Robby tugged on my arm. "C'mon, it's our turn." He stepped up to the window. "Two for Glory-" I tried to butt in. "Oh, no, just one-" and held up my wallet. He gently pushed my arm down. "Nope. Two." He slid his card under the slot. The old lady's voice rang through the speaker so shrilly that several people in line turned to stare at us. "Young lady, you should know better than to refuse a gentleman the privelege of paying on a date!" Robby's ever-sarcastic sense of humor kicked in (albiet much more quietly)," Yeah, young lady! You know this is a date and all!" He winked, and I remembered why I'd even talked to him in the first place, way back at the beginning of freshman year. His eyes. As we walked toward the door, I playfully grabbed his hand. "So, this is a date, huh?" He surprised me by squeezing my hand back. "Only if you want it to be." Yes! Of course I do! Why has it taken you so long to figure that out! Are you so blind that you haven't noticed me flirting with you for two years? Do you have any idea how much I'm freaking out right now? "Ha. Do you want it to be?" He shrugged. What? That's all I get? Just because I didn't spill my feelings out loud doesn't mean you can't! ...Okay, so it wasn't exactly his fault. But still.