Part 5
She is real

We walked in silence, awkward eye contacts and more awkward smiles filling the night. Her home was about 15 minutes away from mine (felt like 15 hours though). I moved fast, desperate to get back to my room but then she suddenly stopped moving. I looked back and there she was; sitting in the middle of the road.

"What happened Emma? let's go"

"Do you hate me?"
(This day cannot get worse)

"Wha..at? No..."

"Yes you do. You didn't want to go earlier and now you won't even speak to me and I thought...anggggggg"
(She is not crying in the middle of the road. No, this is not real. It is a nightmare. Wake up Jake...wake up...Man...this is so happening)

"Emm..ma..get up...Look...I don't hate you. I really don't so, stop crying okay?"
(This is the best I can do)

"Then you like me?"
(This is not what I meant human. Let's just go cut your stupid cake and I will be off my way)

"Yeah"
(Anything to get rid of you)

"I knew it! you always came to my store"
(Because it is close to school)

"How long has it been?"

"How long has what been?"

"You liking me"
(Whoa...Is she for real asking me this question?)

"I li..ke you but not in tha...t"

"We are getting late. I promised dad I would be there by 8. let's go. we can talk about you crushing on me some other time"
(this girl have some serious problem)