The Blond and The Christian.

Following the day at the village, I was supposed to meet The Christian and The Blond's Girlfriend and a Few others from their school, along with the best Friend.



We were at a skating rink, something not typical for our generation, and I couldn't stop flirting. The Christian recoiled like I had a fatal case of Leprosy. I was horrified by myself but, like a train wreck, I couldn't seem to stop and it got progressively worse.



I was still very upset about it but he's called me twice this week just to talk, so I guess it's not completely screwed up...



It's pathetic how much I like him. He caught my eye in a debate round last year and we've double teamed since, whenever we can. We've gotten ridiculously close to kissing, but someone always walks into the quad! My circumstances are terrible in this respect! *bangs head against wall*



very frustrating.



Speaking of frustrations, The Blond is very strange lately. This Sunday, I went to the debate tournament because I had labored for 12 hours on Saturday *tries to smite English teacher* (no God complex there...) and wanted to see my friends and perhaps fix my stupidity with The Christian. They decided to go to lunch but in in this world, where there is a massive void of personal responsibility, their coach couldn't drive anyone who was not from our school. So the Blond turns to me and asks if I want to go to lunch with him and I say yes. We walked to Trader Joe's and he's a gentlemen and we split a massive bottle of green tea. We sit on a bench and talk with surprising ease, no awkward silences. I'm reluctant to go, but have to go to my perfect cousin's birthday party (like me, she's not a celebratory person). Once at school though, I've discovered The Best Friend as inadvertently locked my scooter in a room with a round going on in it.



Oops.



Either way, The Blond and I enter the quad and the Best Friend looks at us with a strange expression and when I get my scooter back he politely asks to accompany me home for at least part of the way and I smile and say okay. His blond hair glints in the southern California sun and we agree, it's too damn hot for January. It's almost obscene. He hugs me when I leave.

Today I had to go to a math review session and I ran into him after, we walk home again and he makes awkwardly complimentary comments. At lunch he was paying attention to me. He is off limits though. You can't date your friends ex-love when he never loved her back, especially when you ask her about him and she gets defensive.