Reese's POV

Krystal had been acting weird lately.

Over text everything felt normal but in person she was quieter than usual, often daydreaming, and spacing out.

"Penny for your thoughts?" I asked setting my pool stick down and moving to stand in between her legs. She was the one who suggested we head over to Marcus's to play pool, but halfway through the game she stopped and sat on the table, once again falling into her daydreaming pattern.

"Huh?" She shakes her head.

"You seemed to be thinking pretty hard about something," I raise a brow.

"Just decisions..." Krystal trails off mysteriously.

"Decisions about what?"

"Things."

"Ok Ms. Vague," I reply. "Do I need to tickle it out of you?"

"No please!" She laughs as I start to tickle her.

"Tell me," I continue my assault.

"Okay okay!" She cries and I stop, crossing my arms.

"I'm waiting..."

She looks nervous and takes a deep breath. "I'm in love with-"

I freeze.

"Tacos."

What?

"You're in love with tacos?" I snicker.

"Yes I'm so in love with them and I've been thinking about what to order at Taco Taco because I'm super hungry."

This time I laugh. "Why didn't you just say so?"

She gets off the table. "You know how us girls are. You ask us what we want to eat and we say 'I don't know' even though we know exactly what we want."

"Yeah girls are weird."

"So are boys," she rolls her eyes. "So are we going or what?"

"Actually no, we aren't."

"And why the hell not?"

"Trust me, the tacos there are nothing compared to what my mom makes. You haven't lived until you've tried her recipe."

Krystal shrugs. "Alright your house it is then."

*****

Number five on my list of most favorite things in the world after weed, sleep, sex, and alcohol is my mothers tacos. Seriously.

It's like heaven on your tastebuds.

A foodgasm.

My mother is more than happy to whip some up for us. So I wait, even more hungrier than Krystal now, as she prepares the beef and vegetables. Krystal and I sit at the counter as she cooks.

"I'm told your tacos are to die for," Krystal says.

"Well I don't want to brag," mom grins. "But it is how I won the idiota sitting next to you father over."

Thanks mom. Always finding a way to insult me.

"Are you sure it wasn't your charm?" I ask dryly.

"Cállate la boca."

"Yeah," Krystal turns to me. "Cállate la boca."

"Do you even know what that means?"

"Nope but your mom said it to you after you made a sarcastic remark so it must mean something insulting."

I roll my eyes. "It means shut your mouth."

"Even better," she smiles.

Finally my mom loads all the tacos on a serving plate and sets them down on the counter. Even though I'm practically drooling I wait for Krystal to take a bite.

She looks up at me just before she does so. "Why are you staring at me?"

"I want to see your reaction."

"Ok weirdo," she shakes her head then takes a bite. Her eyes widen.

"Oh. My. Gosh," her face morphs into pure pleasure. "This is amazing!"

What'd I say? Foodgasm to the max.

My mom made twelve tacos. I eat six. Krystal eats five. My mom comes back downstairs and takes the last one.

"Ok you really weren't kidding about your moms tacos," Krystal says. "Bomb.com."

"I'd never lie about food."

I turn on Netflix and browse through what's available.

"Ooh ooh ooh let's watch scream!" Krystal exclaims.

I'm up for a few good laughs so I put it on. Why are characters is horror movies so stupid? It makes me want to bang my head against a wall at their stupidity.

"Run damnit!" Krystal yells at the tv. "Ugh how the hell did you trip on air bitch!"

See what I mean?

Estúpido.

Krystal's POV

After watching Scream and Scream 2 at Reese's place he drops me off at home. Now I can finally be alone with my thoughts.

I know what I have to do.

I'm going to tell Reese I'm in love with him.

When you're in love with someone you have to tell them, it's too big a secret to keep in and you want them to know how much you care. I've sat on it for a few days now and I've finally come to my decision.

I'm going to tell Reese and when Josh comes back break up with him.

It's going to be hard. But it's the right thing to do. I don't want to lie and keep hurting Josh.

I know I'll face major backlash. People will talk, judge me, and hate me. But I don't care. As long as I have Reese I'll be okay.

I wonder how I should tell him? Should I just spring it on him? Or build up the conversation to a similar topic and just casually drop the L bomb.

I already asked him if he's been in love and he said no. And that's okay. Maybe I'm in love with him and he's not at that point and I'm completely fine with that. I know he cares about me. I'm willing to wait for him to be ready. I wouldn't want to force him to say it.

My phone rings interrupting my thoughts. I didn't even think to check the caller I.D. before answering.

"Hey baby!" Josh's voice sounds over the line. "I'm so excited. Only six more weeks until I get back! I can't wait."

"Me too," I reply truthfully.

"So how are you?"

"I'm doing really good. And you?"

"Same as usual. Man it feels like forever since I've last seen you."

It feels like forever since I've seen you too.

"When are Rosie and Alexis coming back?"

Huh. I'd totally forgotten about them.

"Alexis is literally coming back the day before school and Rosie will be back a week before you."

"That's cool. I hope you haven't been too lonely."

"No. I've been fine."

"That teddy bear you bought keeping you company?"

"What ted-" I catch myself. "I mean yeah she's been keeping me good company."

"I'm glad. Anyway I gotta go so we'll talk later yeah?"

"Sure."

"Bye. I love you."

"Bye," this time I hang up without saying I love you back. I can't say it to him anymore, it makes my skin crawl lying like that.

I take a nice, long, hot shower and change into my pjs for the night. Then I text Reese.

Me: hey 😊

Reese: hey. I'm still laughing over Scream. Don't you think this emoji looks just like Ghostface 😱

Me: it kinda does😂

Reese: lmao

Me: I'm really sad that summers almost over

Reese: ikr. You know they already sent the schedule pick up date in the mail with all those papers

Me: ik I got mine. When I saw it I literally teared up

Reese: I threw mine in the garbage

Me: what! Why

Reese: I don't wanna see that shït lying around

Me: do you even remember what day schedule pick up is

Reese: nope and I don't care. My mom is subscribed to their newsletter so I'm sure they'll just email it to her

Me: wow

Reese: 😂😂

Me: you're unbelievable

Reese: what? lol I hate school

Me: smh. Meet me at the beach tomorrow?

Reese: what time?

Me: six

So I have time to build up courage before my
confession.

Reese: it's a date😉

Me: I'm tired so ttyl. Gn😴❤️

Reese: gn 🖤

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