Not From the Cold
“Yeah?” I looked over at Mark. He was cute, and when I first met him I had a slight crush on him… But I never thought he could ever like me back.
“I shoulda said this sooner… but I never thought.. you’d move… so suddenly!” He studdered.
I felt scared for a moment, was he going to ask me out? Would I have to turn him down? Could I turn him down?
“I like you… and I’ve liked you for awhile… I just never got up the courage to say anything to you… But I’m not gunna ask you out, because I don’t want to put the pressure on you and everything…” Marc said, sliding to a stop and taking my hand.
I looked into his eyes and felt my heart melt, no one had ever had a more sincer look in their eyes then he did right now.
I smiled. “Thanks for telling me.” Then I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He blushed, but smiled. Just then the teacher called for us to head out, it was time to go home.
Both my cheeks and eyes were red, and not just from the cold.