angel's numbers | d.d. [DISCONTINUED]

sometimes i wondered if my guy friends were actually dumb or they're just putting on an act to be funny. but from the years i've known them, i've realized that they are actually dumb and aren't faking it. from the years i've known them from around the end of elementary and all my high school years, they've done the dumbest shit. and not only have they done the dumbest shit, but they've said the dumbest shit too. especially around girls.

more specifically, natalie.

i wasn't sure if it was just because the hormones seemed to finally hit my guy friends, or if puberty finally hit natalie, but a lot of my guy friends gushed over liking natalie or reminded me practically everyday how hot she was to me and if i'd ever "hit that". i would never, though. i've always seen natalie as one of my closest friends. she's basically like a sister to me.

"hey, dave. can i talk with you for a minute?" the sound of her familiar voice causes me to stop mid-sentence. i divert my attention away from my group of friends and turn around, spotting my best friend walking over to me. i don't blame my guy friends gushing about natalie though. puberty had done her nicely. clear, tan skin. long brown hair and large brown eyes. even her smile was pretty. there are definitely other things about her that i'm positive most guys talk about, but i'd rather not even think about her in that way.

besides, i've already had my eyes on someone else— well, not really eyes, per se, since i've never seen [name] before. so then maybe my... ears? ew, no, that's just fucking weird.

i send her a light smile, raising one of my hands to wave slightly to her, "hi." i dropped my hand back to my side, "what's up?"

natalie speaks up again once she's stood in front of me, "i was gonna ask you if you were going to mia's party tonight?"

i shove my hands into my pockets, "i don't know, maybe. why? you goin'?"

"i probably will. mia asked me if i could go so i could be her wing-girl for some guy that's supposedly coming." she sighed, "i know at one point i'll be ditched during the night, maybe you could keep me company so i don't have to occupy myself at the snack table the rest of the night."

my friends were unusually quiet behind me, once in awhile i'd hear them whisper something to one another, probably about me or natalie. i mentally roll my eyes to that, "i'll go with you if you can find us a ride there and back. i don't wanna ask my parents for a ride and i'm not risking for my bike getting stolen again."

"deal." natalie nods her head, "you wanna head to homeroom with me?"

"yeah, just give me a minute." i pull one of my hands out of my pocket, holding up a single finger to her, signifying one minute.

"okay, i'll be over there—" she points to the direction of where the two school front doors were, "—talking to sami." she began to walk away from me after.