First Crush

Uriel

After a long, cold shower, I felt much better. My hair was a tangled mess, so I spent a good portion of my morning brushing and detangling it with my favorite pink brush. Being in no rush to walk outside and face Luci, I messed with the stuff animals that my mom so graciously had the messengers bring.

They were my only comfort while I hugged them tightly, pulling at their ears to make the little fuzzy hair go in the right direction.

If my body acted that way towards Luci, does his body do the same thing? It must not be because he didn’t look petrified like I was. Perhaps he already knew about what a body can do and he just ignored it.

My body reacting to him means that my body likes him. Does that mean that in my head I like him too? Rolling on my stomach, I waved my legs behind me, swinging them back and forth in the air. I wish I had some gum.

I think better when smacking on gum.

“The tingles mean you like someone,”