It was really late when the party was over, so Kyle drove me home. When we got there, he walked me to the front door.
"I had a really nice time." I told him as the moon lit the sky up.
"Me too." Kyle сказал(-а) back. We both leaned in for a kiss, bumping our noses accidentally.
"Ow!" We both сказал(-а) in unison and laughed. We leaned in again and kissed. It was awkward. It wasn't good at all. There were no fireworks like there were with Prince. After we pulled apart we gave each other confused looks.
"That was weird." I told him.
"Yeah just... not right. Maybe if we tried it again it would be better?" We both leaned in again and kissed.
"Nope."
"No. This just won't work out will it?" Kyle asked.
"I don't think so. Lets just stay friends." I said.
"Yeah. Sounds good. Night Ms. Rich." Kyle hugged me and drove off.
I walked inside.
"I'm home!"
"Hey hun. Ты hungry?" My dad asked in the kitchen.
"Nope. I'll be in my room if Ты need me." I сказал(-а) walking away. I dropped down on my bed, staring at the cieling. That was painful. The whole день was. Trying to seem like everything was absolutely fine when nothing the world could be was horrible. I missed Prince so much.
I changed into my pajama's and brushed my teeth. Just when I was about to fall into a deep peaceful sleep, I heard something hit my window. I shrugged off and tried to fall asleep again. Some thing hit my window again. And again. And again. What was that? I climbed out of постель, кровати but saw no one on the ground. Whatever. I went back into постель, кровати and fell asleep.
The Далее day, Kyle told me he was coming over to go surfing with me. When I heard the doorbell ring I rushed over.
"Kyl-" I stopped talking when I opened the door. It wasn't Kyle. It was Prince. I slammed the door in his face before he could say anything. Now he was pounding on the door, calling my name.
"WHAT?! WHAT DO Ты WANT?!" I yelled angrily at him.
"I want to talk to you!" He сказал(-а) pleadingly, those щенок dog eyes dug into my eyes.
"What's left to say?" I asked coldly trying to mask my discomfort.
"I miss you."
"Well it's a little too late for that, isn't it?"
"I was hoping it wasn't." He looked down. Something ran down his cheek.
"Well what about that girl that Ты met?" I asked him as he wipped the tear off of his face, hoping I didn't notice.
"Eh. We broke up. She thought I wasn't paying attention to her."
"Oh." I сказал(-а) happier.
"Yeah. Ok, since Ты won't forgive me now, why don't I make it up to you?"
"I'm listening."
"It's a surprise. I'll pick Ты up at 7 tonight." Prince сказал(-а) walking away.