GABRIEL *** “Can we go now? It’s getting pretty late,” Harper said. She was seated next to Emily. They’d taken the time that Harry and I were using to play to get to know each other. They’d pretty much-exhausted everything, but Harry and I were still playing. Harper and Emily had tapped out about four rounds ago, but Harry and I were still going. There needed to be a clear winner. We weren’t leaving until one of us lost, and it wasn’t going to be me. He had accused me of cheating and had gone ahead to cheat, so fairness was off the table. We had played round after round but our egos wouldn’t let one of us relent to the other. “I’ll pay,” Harper said, “I'll pay for everything, so can we please just go?” I looked over at Harry.He had no thoughts of stopping. If he didn’t, then neither did i. I looked over at Harper, though, and I felt sorry for her. I decided to stop the game. She looked exhausted. Harper was the girl Earl had set me up with. I’d met up with her the very next day
EMILY *** “What was that about?” Harry asked. “What was that about?” I asked, knowing full well exactly what he was talking about but choosing to play dumb. I was hoping that he would bring this up when we had gotten to the campus, but I guess it couldn’t wait. “You know, the red grape green grape thing. Why did you say you like green grapes when you don’t?” “I didn’t like green grapes back when we were younger, but I do now.” This was a lie. I hated green grapes. Everything about them from the way they looked to the way they tasted disgusted me. I only said green grapes because I wanted Gabriel to see that I had changed. It was also why I said I liked formal wear when I hated dressing up. If I was being honest, I also didn’t like how I'd acted. It was petty and immature. Seeing Gabriel just brought out that side of me. I was angry because I couldn't tell him I was projected by being competitive and being petty. We had made things so awkward that we just decided to end the dat
BAKERSVILLE MIDDLE SCHOOL, 2005***“Good night,” Louise said to Emily as she closed her bedroom door behind her."Good night Mom," she said.They had just come from the party, and Emily had told her mother that she wasn’t hungry, that she just wanted to sleep. It was a lie. She wasn’t sleepy. She was anything but. Her heart had been pounding like crazy ever since she kissed Gabriel.It was her first kiss and it was exactly what she’d expected it to be.
GABRIEL *** We need to plan another double date. Why? Is someone being a sore loser right now? First of all, I didn't lose and you know it. Second of all, we need to make it up to bloom and Harry. You’re right. Any ideas? Obviously can’t be anything with games involved. Agreed. A picnic? Green and red grapes?? Hello?? My bad. Since when did you start liking green grapes, by the way? Focus. Sorry. Hike? Not bad. You and Harry can bond and Harper and I can bond over the fact that our boyfriends have a bit too much in common. Hiking it is. I’ll tell Harper. Cool. good night or whatever. Good night. I threw my phone on my bed and took off my jacket. I was smiling to myself until I felt guilty. I was smiling over the texts of someone who’d just caused me to argue with my girlfriend. It wasn’t an argument, per se, it was just her expressing her sense of discomfort at the fact that I knew that Emily hated green grapes and that she knew I hated the red ones. I had expected t
EMILY *** “I’m so sorry you have to go through this,” I said to Harper as we waited for Harry and Gabriel. It was the very next weekend, and Harper and I had managed to convince Harry and Gabriel to go on the hike with us. Harry was fairly easy to convince and if he saw right through me to the fact that I was trying to make it up to him for the ruined date, he did not mention it. I was thankful that he didn’t. I could do without the guilt of it. I had suffered for long enough. I had spent the whole week after our date feeling guilty, not because of what Gabriel and I had done but because of what it had implied. I was afraid of what Harry really thought. Worse, I was afraid of Harper. What if they didn’t see it as me standing up for myself, but they saw the discomfort as something else entirely? What if they questioned why he was making me uncomfortable? I knew that I didn't know how to hide my feelings, so I was sure someone if not everyone in the room had seen through me, and my
EMILY *** Harry was on the ground, feeling sorry for himself. “I should have stretched before we started climbing. I’m sorry guys,” he said. The three of us were standing over him, wondering what was next. He had sprained his ankle and couldn’t stand or move. It was unfortunate, but he had saved me from Harper and her questions. I couldn’t show it, but I was relieved. I couldn’t thank him for it either, but I was thankful. “I guess that’s the end of our hike,” Gabriel said. He looked genuinely disappointed that it was ending so soon. “How do we get him down there?” Harper asked. I should have asked the question as his girlfriend to show a little bit of concern but I was too stunned to speak. Harper’s question still rang loud in my head. Did you two ever date in the past? I was right. At least one person had seen through me and it was her. Now that it had happened, now that she had confronted me, I didn’t know what to do. She didn’t seem like the type of person to ignore thi
GABRIEL***“Thanks, man,” Harry said as I helped him onto his bed.“Don’t mention it,” I said. I made sure he was comfortable in his bed and that he had everything he needed so that he didn’t have to limp around the room.“Will that be all?” I asked after I made sure he was as comfortable as possible.“I’m so sorry for ruining the hike,” he said.“It’s the perfect payback for how I ruined the bowling date,” I said and smiled.“Thanks again, and thanks for driving us here, too,” he said.“Stop saying ‘thanks’. You’re making things weird,” I said, making my way to the door. “See you tomorrow,” he said as I walked out of his room.I was walking towards my room when my phone buzzed. It was a call from Harper.“Are you too tired or can I see you for a minute?” she asked when I answered.“Where are you? I'll come to you,” I said, turning around.“Meet me at the statue,” she said.I hung up and made my way toward the statue and for a moment I have tempted to text Emily and ask her if her
(Bakersville middle school)***“Is it true that you and Gabriel kissed at Ashley Brown’s party?” Julie asked.Emily was stunned. Her eyes went wide in shock and she felt her knees go weak.Julie had ushered her into the library during their lunch break, claiming that she had a secret to tell her. Emily was hoping that she was telling her about her own kiss that she had had at the party so that she could tell her about hers and that she felt less alone.She had wanted to share it with Julie herself but what Gabriel had told her had left her feeling embarrassed. How was she supposed to tell her that her first kiss had been a fake? A dare? A game? But now she didn’t have to tell her and that scared Emily more because it meant that her fears were true. Julie clearly hadn’t heard it from Gabriel, which meant that it was just as she had suspected. It was either that Gabriel had told the other kids or worse, the kids who had dared Gabriel had been standing at the door that whole time, watch