How to say "I love you" [2]

He started the conversatin (thank the Lord). He told me that he enjoyed watching me play tennis. I smiled and thanked him. "I wanna watch you play some more. You're really good." So all I did was turn and pick up my racket and ball and countinued to swing the racket causing the ball to come back at me after bouncing off the wall. All he did was watch me. It was freaky but I couldn't say anything. I was too afriad to do anything but swing at the ball.

Well, after a while, it got a bit hot. Way too hot. So I had to hurry to my water bottle. I could the sweat drip down my neck and my long sleeved shirt was soaked. There was also no reason to wear a skimpy tank-top. Adam walked over to me and watched me drink. That was a bit freakier. But I said nothing, and kept drinking. "You did great!" Suddenly he was smiling patting my back. Setting down my bottle, I looked him straight in the eye. Usually, this would scare the guys out of their spit and they would look away. He didn't. His grey-green eyes stared right back, and I was the one too look away. No one had done that before. Not even my big brother. My muscles tightened and I tensed up. "Maybe we could play each other sometime!" He sujested. I nodded and turned around.

"Let's go get something to eat..." I muttered. All I could feel was his stare on my back as he laughed and walked beside me. "You look beat Delena," It was a bit obvious of him to say. Well, duh nimrod. I thought. I don't know why I called him that, but it was the only thing that made me feel a bit better. Bitterness was easy to hid my feelings in. "Hop on." Adam added. That shocked me. I felt that pulse of adrenaline eletricute me and over again. Suddenly the whole world didn't make since. I hadn't felt this way before. I had never been so scared to the point where I could barely breath. He lowered to the ground and I watched with spinning eyes. There was no way that he could be serious. He would drop me. Something that would embarass me and cause me enormous pain. Something that would emotionally scar me. But I got on.

I was beat anyway, I wasn't thinking. Those emotions almost made my head explode. His neck was so warm. Though he was sweating too, I couldn't feel it. All I felt was his skin on mine. I was small, around exactly 5 feet, and was lighter than most girls. But I seemed weightless on his back. There was no world, just his carrying me to where-ever he was taking me, and me. This dosen't mean anything...I thought. It couldn't. Adam just couldn't like me. It was something I thought would never happen in forever. So I enjoyed the ride. The feeling of weightlessness and anxiouty. All those emotions in one felt wonderful. But I felt like I was missing something...like there was something that I couldn't explain but I had to have it.

Suddenly he stopped and I opened my eyes. "Ride's over Delena!" Adam laughed. I wondered if I had fallen asleep. I wondered if I had drooled. There was this feeling of embarrassment and it hurt my gut. Spencer was staring right at me as I got off his back. The ground didn't feel the same. The wind didn't feel the same. But the next thing I knew, Spencer was in front of me and shooing me away. "Go eat some of my food Delena. Now. You look like you're gonna pass out or something." I felt like I was gonna pass out or something. Though, there was that look in his eye that told me he wanted to talk to Adam. Alone. So I left them to go steal some of my brother's food.

All the basketball players and football players were staring. Most of them were a year or two older than me. I turned to one, Anthony and stared him straight in the eye. He turned away. Anthony was smart and knew I would beat his ass to the ground and farther.

"SO!" Someone shouted. Like they were gonna start a conversation, "Are you and that Adam dude an item?" It was Greg and his dumb self. He was great at basketball, nothing else. "No." I retorted back to him and turned away. But Greg was persistant and sat on my bench. "Are you suuuuuureee?" I really was too close to nailing him in the eye. "Duh." I said to shut him up. Greg wasn't smart. At all. When he FIANALLY left me alone 'cause I wouldn't answer, I looked toward Adam and Spencer talking. Adam had this strange look on his face like he was frusterated. Spencer...his head was held high and his face stern as if he was punishing Adam. I couldn't really tell what was going on. But it was getting me ticked. My big brother was trying to tell-off someone bigger, taller, and stronger than he was. He was an idiot beyond belief.

When that little talk with both of them was over, it got even worse.

Spencer to the right of me.

Adam to the left.

All of the basketball/football/tennis/kickball freaks stared at us like we were the circus. Adam was giving the evil eye to Spencer out the corner of his eye while Spencer pulled me closer. They both were acting like three year olds. But I couldn't bring myself to blame it on Adam because it was just so much easier to blame it on my brother. Everything seemed dumb right now, but maybe....I really liked Adam. What was big ol' Spener going to do about it?

I felt something hit my head. It was quick. I looked up. The sky was a dark shade of grey and everyone was packing up their lunches. Cursing how they have to wait until the rain stops till they can finish their game. When Adam got the message he tapped my shoulder and gestured me to hurry up. "Come on..." He said. Was Adam suddenly just including me in everything? That made me a bit curious but I blew it to the back of my mind. Spencer got up and pushed me off the bench expecting me to get up. Then, as the whole world started to spin out of control, I felt myself being lifted up. Freaking out, I tried to push away. Until I saw who it was. And who it wasn't.

I was swinging in his arms and he held me tight. Everything in the world didn't seem right again. So I closed my eyes, and pretended it was.