7"Look at Heidi's face!" Jared cries. I crack up and throw a piece of popcorn at the screen.
"Imagine if she hadn't have gotten the nose job and all of that other plastic surgery! She would look even worse!"
Ever since Freshman Year Friday nights have been tradition for Jared and I. Typically we watch and make fun of crappy reality TV, sometimes we throw in a little swimming in his dad's pool (although that's not my favorite considering I hate letting Jared see me in a swim suit) or going out to play mini golf or something. Reality TV has always been the favorite though.
"Oh!" I say suddenly trying not to let any popcorn fall from my mouth.
"What?" Jared asks still watching the screen.
"I have to go to my cousin's Quinceanera next Saturday. Wanna be my date?" I ask.
"Whats a Quinceanera?" Jared asks looking at me.
"I already told you this. It's like a sweet sixteen but for Hispanic girls on their fifteenth birthday." I say.
"Oh yeah, cause you were telling me how you weren't having one because you're not Mexican enough." It's true. My dad is Mexican but my mom is as white as they get. Fortunately I got most of my dad's side of the family's characteristics; big boobs (my dad doesn't have any of those, it would be funny though), naturally tan skin, and long dark brown hair. Unfortunately the only thing I didn't get was the height. I'm stuck at five foot two.
Jared got lucky in the height department (and about every other department there is). He's six foot and he has this cute slightly curly light brown hair that is the perfect length on his head. His eyes are a gorgeous sea blue color. I could spend hours staring at them and I probably would if it wasn't so weird. To top all of that off he has a toned and muscled body. Not too much muscle but enough that I notice when he hugs me.
"Hey you never answered me." I tend to loose my train of thought easily around Jared.
"What did you ask?" he says laughing at Spencer declaring that he has been "saved".
"If you'd be my date to my cousin's Quince." I say.
"Yeah sure." He says.
By the time the show is over it's nearly midnight. I lay down on the couch and Jared lies behind me putting his arms around me and pulling me closer. He gently places a kiss on the top of my head.
Its moments like these when my feelings for him come out of hiding. I've convinced myself that telling him of these feelings would ruin moments like this and that is the last thing I want. Besides I would be too terrified to tell him. Being rejected by Jared would mean the end of my world. So I remain quiet shoving my feelings out of the way and focusing on our friendship. Sometimes though, like now, I cant help but thinking about him in a more than friendly way.
We weren't always like this. Jared actually used to be kind of awkward. Up until Sophomore Year he was kind of gangly and his hair was always cut short, but I loved him even then.
Up until Freshman Year I was kind of chubby and didn't care about my hair, makeup or clothes. I still cringe when I see pictures of myself before ninth grade.
Things like this (lying on the couch together) would have been really awkward in middle school even a little in the ninth grade but now it seems perfectly normal.
Jared and I grew up next to each other. We met when we were three and bonded over his play set and my puppy. Unfortunately when we were seven my parents moved my family to a new neighborhood. Jared and I went to different elementary schools but met again in middle school. I still remember the way his face lit up when he saw me and how I suddenly felt so warm and happy. Jared and I have been inseparable ever since. He tells me everything, including the most painful parts of his parent's divorce. I tell him everything, except for the fact that I'm in love with him and that I always have been, at least a little. He's my best friend.
Okay so if you read my one shot you may see a lot of things familiar. (cough. characters, situation, a whole paragraph) But I couldn't help myself. I love these characters and I feel like I could get a good story out of them :)
I also received an awesome review from Trapt-Thunder who is my favorite and most supportive reviewer in all of my stories! (Seriously you rock!)
Anyway from my plot I don't think this will be as long as some of my other stories but I'm hoping it will be one of the best.
FYI I obviously do not own Heidi and Spencer. If you don't know who they are go watch some reruns of The Hills or I'm A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here. If, however, you are from a country where those shows don't run I'll inform you that "They are everything that's wrong with America...they are insincere, lazy, entitled and they claim the devil has possessed them," and those are the words of Paul Telegdy although I would say I agree.
So if you read this entirely long authors note you can collect your cookie!
Thanks for reading!
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