“The question is do I want a hotdog or do I want popcorn?” Emma asked a later that while we were walking towards the entrance to the football pitch, ready for the second game of the season.
“I’m going to get popcorn so you can get the hotdog and then eat from me.” I offered and she smiled.
“That’s the best idea I’ve ever heard so far.”
I shrugged and tugged my skirt further down. I was wearing a skirt because Luke said that he liked me in them, so I was just trying to please him-and also, I was trying to come out of my so called ‘shell’ and I was doing this new thing where I tried not to care what people thought of me. It wasn’t going well at all, but I was still trying.
The bleachers were already full but Luke had saved us a seat in the back, were we also sat last time.
“Hey babe.” H
