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Hi, my name is Candice
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 | Can An Outfit Complete A Guy's Heart? *7* |
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 4.92 with 13 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-10-30 12:21:03 |
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A/N: The doll isn't her it's just I had to rush the doll part I wanted it to be over with. I hoped you like this!
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Chapter 7
I leisurely pulled back, unreservedly in total confusion, and a horde of other feelings that I’ve never felt before. I opened my eyes, like it was the first day of my birth.
I wasn’t able to speak for a long period of time. I just stared. I just stared at him with this blank look in my face.
I tried to say something. “Uh…uh...uh…” But each time I did that was the only thing that came out. I couldn’t believe what just happened. It was too mind-boggling.
It was about eight times now, that I had tried to speak. Though Mark didn’t try, I was willing to. Finally I said, “M-Mark,” I gulped. “This was…um… a mistake.” I managed to say.
“Uh—yeah. It was just…” Mark tried to articulate, but he left the sentence blank.
“I-I-I’ve got to go…now.” I said, as I stride away before I could even finish my sentence. I heaved a vast sigh, as I shut the door behind me. I slumped against the door as I slid my body down, like I just came back from a 44km Marathon race.
I took a fleeting look around, and saw Cairn and Jen staring at me. “What?” I asked inquiringly. “What happened?! He is so hot, you know you like him!” Jen remarked as if the statement was a fact.
“What—no! No, that is not true,” I started, “Completely not true.” I told them hoping they didn’t see…it was too uncomfortable to even say it. Cairn immediately chuckled.
“Sure.” She said sarcastically. “No, you guys I’m entirely serious.” How could they accuse me of liking my best friend when we just kissed, even though we weren’t supposed to! I swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, I Candice McSteven shuddered to say that last sentence. Yes, I am imagining myself in a courtroom. So what? That…kiss…meant nothing.
“You know what guys, I’m going to head out.” I finally said as I stood up and walked into the washroom. I fastened the door shut behind me, as I gazed at myself in the mirror.
I wasn’t gazing at myself like I thought I looked so great, it was because I was confused at what happened. I usually get these visuals in my head when I’m staring at something but not precisely looking at it. I guess you could call it a typical habit.
I shook all thoughts away and changed my PJ pants and tight tang top. While changing I thought about how I could’ve kissed him. To be honest I didn’t really like him that way at all. Not even a tad.
I came out wearing tight, blue jeans and a shaggy sweatshirt. I was too bored to even think about much fashion sagacity.
I grabbed the bag which had my diary in it and walked out of the door, waving a small goodbye. I strolled down as my eyes crossed back and forth around the campus. The Espresso Bar was perfect.
I opened the door which entered the Espresso Bar. I ambled towards the counter. “Excuse me, um sir?” I asked trying to call the waiter who was facing his back towards me.
He turned around. Surprisingly it was Tyler! That exclamation is anonymously placed without knowing if it was excited or terrifying.
“Hey, Candice how’s it going?” He asked, as his usual grin grew bigger.
“Hah, great. Um, you work here?” I asked quickly just to fill up the strident silence. “Yeah, my girlfriend helps out too. In fact our shift is just over, we’ll sit with you.” He offered. “Y-your girlfriend’s here?” I gulped a tiny gulp. “Yep.” He replied, while seeming proud.
“Oh. I’ll just have a latté.” I murmured it was more like a soft whisper but he heard me anyways. I was still shocked that his girlfriend was here. Especially since it was Kaila. The girl of my nightmares.
“Oh, hey…uh, why is she here, Tyles?” Kaila asked as she circled her index finger around the border of Tyler’s lips. “She’s my friend, Kaila.” He simply remarked, smiling.
“Well, then why don’t we both sit together and have a little talk.” Kaila said, as she plastered a phony grin as well as a giggle.
“Tyles?” That’s the stupidest lovey-dovey nickname I’ve ever heard. I knew she was a fake. And she’ll merely stay that way.
“Um, sure.” I responded as my voice became more gruffly. Tyler nodded as he unwrapped the apron off his waist. We all walked our way into a table as we sat down.
“So, aren’t you going to drink your latté?” Tyler questioned, still smiling his charming smile. I was exerting a pull onto his smile, as I forgot to answer his question. I grunted then answered.
“Oh…um, yeah.”
“Well, I love that sweatshirt you’re wearing.” Kaila commented. It was more of a lie than a comment.
“Thanks.” I replied trying to sound casual. I had a feeling that Tyler didn’t know the evil side of her, just bits. I knew she wasn’t going to say “your welcome” either.
“Candice is my best friend in this whole camp site. She’s just awesome.” Tyler explained. I began to blush, and get goose bumps everywhere. A shy and thoughtful smile washed right into my face.
“—yeah, anyways…Tyler is the best as well.” Kaila started as she ignored the compliment Tyler had given me. Kaila pressed her lips onto Tyler. I stared as my shy smile turned into a dull one.
Tyler suddenly pulled back, “Kaila that was so not called for!” Tyler exclaimed sort of embarrassed and upset. That part made me beam through gritted teeth.
“But, I thought you loved me…” Kaila gushed as she made a puppy pouted facial expression. “Yes, I do,” He began, “oh—wait, I’ll be back in a few.” He urgently stated as he hurriedly sprinted off.
Uh-oh. Stuck with a nightmare.
“Hey, you better back of big-time away from my Tyles, if you don’t I’ll make your dreams into a nightmare.” She snapped, angrily, as she stomped away as I heard her heels click against the floor with rage.
“Yep, definitely a nightmare.” I muttered to myself.
I saw Tyler sauntered towards the table I was sitting in. “Hey, where’s Kaila?” He asked pointing to the seat she was sitting in before she left.
“Oh…she had to leave for a facial.” I said carelessly trying to sound like something she’d do. “Too bad. I guess it’s just the two of us.” He said as he took a seat. “Yep.” I agreed as I felt all tingly again.
I stared outside of the glass window, insipidly. “So…how’s your boyfriend?” He asked me sounding curious. I stuttered for a moment. “Uh, he’s doing…well.” I replied still staring outside of the window trying to cover my face from obvious lying.
“Well, I’m having this party this Saturday, I was wondering if you could come with him…” He asked. It was likewise a statement than a question. I started to think about ideas and excuses.
“I-I-I could try, I’ll um…let you know about that later,” I began to lie.
“I’ve got to go now anyway…sorry.” I told him as I grabbed my shoulder bag and rushed off like I was trying to avoid him. This was pretty much the truth in this case.
© Sharon Crazy Lee |
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