I sat down in homeroom and starred out the window.
“Is there anything wrong, Stacey?” asked Liza who was filing her nails. I shook my head. I mean, there wasn’t anything wrong. I just kept thinking about Matt. Would I really ask him out to prom?
“No, I was just thinking about Stephen…you know that exchange student from France? He’s a hottie!” I said, lying. Stephen was cute in all, but not for me. I mean, was I really in love with a chess nerd? I mean, was he really a nerd? Was anyone really a nerd? Was chess really fun?
“I know!” squealed Liza, who made me jump. “He said I’m cute, can you believe that?” I nodded. I didn’t care. Matt was the one I wanted, even though he played chess and was in student council. Was there anything wrong with being involved?
“What do you think of Matt?” I mumbled to Liza.
“Matt?” Oh god. Did I just say that. I shrugged.
“He’s okay I guess….”.