I cleared my throat and let out some huffs and puffs. “Anita… Today you are my girlfriend…” I let out a soft snicker, feeling shy at what I was even attempting, which was to act nonchalant about the whole thing, but I just couldn’t do it.
For the past how many hours since I got back home and told Levi everything, he had been teaching me to act as “cool” as I could. According to him, girls didn’t like guys who were overly attached to them, or overly emotional about things. He said I had to be James Dean, an icon when it came to teenage culture of being as cool as a cucumber, calm and composed no matter what.
I say he watches too many Hollywood movies.
“Are you going to get serious or not?!” Levi once again whined at me for my lack of seriousness. “I’m going to sleep if you don’t act p
