“Yeah, you can come. Just hurry up, we’re out the door in five minutes,” I said to Massey.
“Okay! Be right over!” When it came to Jason, she would run ten miles just to see him. I hung up the phone and sat down on the couch. I was probably going to forget about him. And Massey was probably right, he did like her. So, I’d just get over him. Or so I thought.
At the meeting, Massey sat down across from Jason.
“You should go over and say hi for me,” she said. I rolled my eyes. Massey was a little ‘out there’. I didn’t mind most of the time.
“Go over and say hi yourself,”. I peered over at where Jason was sitting. He was with the rest of the boys from our school. Oh no. He was peering back at me! No, this couldn’t be happening.
“Jess, he’s looking at you. Here, do something to make him look at me,”. Oh god.
“No way!”
“Just do it! Anything!” I quickly walked over to the snack table and grabbed a cup of punch. This would do it.
“Anything?” I asked Massey. She nodded.
“Here!” I dumped it on her head. There.