the pillow, peeking at him. "You think I'm...beautiful?"
Cedric nodded. He knelt down beside the bed in front of me and brushed my hair back away from my eyes. "Kai, I think you're lovely."
I could feel my blush deepening. "Ced! I'm not lovely."
"You are," he insisted. "You're like one of those geisha paintings I've seen-"
"I look like a female prostitute!?"
Ced chuckled. "That's not what I meant. You're...delicate but strong. I like the shape of your face, your lips, nose...eyes."
I rolled my eyes. "A lot of Japanese people have my eye shape."
"Yeah but you're unique." Cedric trailed two of his fingers down my back and stopped where the white sheet of my bed lie draped over the curves my butt. "I like you, Kai."
I like you, Kai . It was said with simplicity and childlike honesty. I like you, Kai .
I reached out and brushed a thumb against his cheek, wondering just how much longer this relationship between us-whatever it was-would last. If I was smart, I'd end it now before I get too attached to him. It would be so easy to fall for a boy like Cedric.
Sighing, I forced myself to sit up. "I think I'll go take a shower."
Cedric watched me carefully, as if trying to read my thoughts. "Want me to join you?"
"Nice try," I said with a chuckle. "I'll take it alone this time." Moaning from the backache, I wrapped the sheet around my waist and stood. "I'll make us something to eat after I get out, how's that?"
"Okay." Ced stared up at me, eyes still probing. "I have to leave for a while but I'll be back."
"Where?" I asked curiously.
"Friends."
Friends. Probably the girls from yesterday. I wanted to ask him who they were but resisted the urge. It would look bad if I acted too clingy. I'm the adult here after all and...and it wasn't as if Cedric was mine.
"Okay," I said, walking towards the bathroom. "I'll see you when you get back then." I paused by the door and shot him a stern look. "But make sure to go back to your parents house so they'll know you're all right."
Cedric stood and gave me a nod. Satisfied with that, I entered the bathroom and closed the door. During the shower, I forced myself to not think about what Cedric's eyes had been trying to tell me...
+Cedric+
"’Let me tell you how the sun rose...one ribbon at a time.’"
"Hey, Cedric! What are you mumbling about over there?" Kara planted herself in front of me, arms crossed, face set in an annoyed scowl. Ah, her battle stance.
"When are you going to tell us where you've been this past week?" She poked a black polished finger at my chest. Kara Anderson, always the aggressive punk rock chick with a no nonsense attitude. Today her attire spoke volumes of her teen angst.
Black leather combat boots with cherry red lacing, a black mini skirt straight out of Hot Topic paired off with a black corset like top with lacing that matched the ones on her boots. At times I would ponder how we ever became the term "friends."
"Hey," she snapped, "are you listening to me?"
"Yes," was my reply as I continued my walk down the street towards the mall parking lot. I was mindful of my steps seeing as the roads were covered with icy snow. At some point it stopped snowing during the day but the blanket of snow on the ground has yet to melt. It'll probably still be there until the new year.
"Ced-Pooh, where are you going?" Delicate arms encircled mine and clung on like a monkey. The bright green eyes staring up at me belonged to none other than Mimi. Miranda Johnson with the small, slender frame of 5'2 yet still cute enough to catch much attention from the opposite sex.
I glance slyly at Kara on my right. The opposite sex...and then some.
"What are you lookin' at?" She gave me that all too familiar glare, one I've been in the receiving end of for the past week. "Fess up, buster. Who is she?"
"Ced-Pooh is being taken away from me?" Mimi cried, clinging onto my left arm harder. "No! It can't be!" She then batted her golden lashes at me, looking angelic with golden