Yes
Her Smile
A Date
What's This
Where Is She
Is That Color Normal
What
Black
The Funeral
Tutor
Hi
Shopping
Kissed
Surprise
Lies
Truth Be Told
Oh
You're With Him
Advice About Teas
I Love Her
Kiss The Girl
She Forgives Me
Bad Move Richie
It Just Came Out
What Will She Do
My House
Meet The Parent
She Forgives Me
I drop my backpack onto the floor, sitting myself down.

Tessa says, "Okay, so get out your math.".

I refrain from asking her how she knew it was math I had trouble with. I had totally forgotten she had to tutor me.

It was because of her eyes... The sadness that hangs around her like a cloak...

I open my backpack up, pulling out the homework I had yet to turn in. Whoever invented math didn't think about the after effects.

I put it on the table, reaching for a pencil from my bag. Tessa pushes some of her hair behind her ear, biting her lip in thought.

I wanted to kiss those lips. I wanted to touch those Hollywood curls. I wanted her to forgive me.

I take a deep breath in, think about what I was going to say. I had to take this slowly. I do one wrong thing and she'll run.

I huff, "Number three is giving me trouble, linear equations are just too confusing.".

She smiles, "It's quite easy, see...".

She shows me step-by-step how to solve number three. The whole time I listening, just listening.

I hear her voice, her words wrapping themselves around me like a warm blanket. I nod, hearing her intellect through the warmth of her words.

I nod, "Thank you for explaining it to me, I understand it better now.".

She nods, a smile, a real one, graced her face, "You're welcome, Thomas.".

The silence between us was comfortable, as if we could be like before.

This is the time, go for it!

I say, "Tessa...".

She looks up from her hands, "Yes.".

I smile, "I know things can't be like before. I want to apologize, really apologize. I am so sorry that you had to hear those things from me. I was trying to be cool and thought if my friends did it, it was okay. I hope you can forgive me and maybe we could hang out sometime.".

Tessa nods, "Okay.".

I ask, "Okay?".

Tessa says, "I forgive you, Thomas. But don't take it too lightly, I'll send the twins after you!".

I nod, smiling like a goof.

A little voice in my head whispered one word, over and over. Tessa, Tessa, Tessa, Tessa.
© Jet L. Muskie,
книга «When The Joke Goes Too Far».
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