Sorry guys it's still me but this part of the story only I can tell.
I made a bowl of rice for me and her later on. I was trying to forget about what happened earlier, I didn't wanna make eye contact. Wouldn't it be awkward?
I hand her a bowl, she looks at me and smiles. I sit on the couch, I turn on the telly and I felt relaxed. I eat my rice, watching the news. It was pretty boring so I skipped the channel. I wonder where that girl went with the rice I made her.
As the time hit "9:30", I went to bed. I'd nearly forgotten about the girl. Nearly. I eventually fell asleep as the calm atmosphere faded.
When I woke up, my pockets felt empty. Though it was like there was supposed to be something in them. My eyes were heavy and my black hair was scruffy but it was my day off school —finally. I got up slowly and heard noise from the living room. I opened the door to see the girl again sat on the carpeted floor next to the couch playing with my spinning tops and marbles, smiling big and obviously enjoying her time but it looked like she didn't really know how to use them.
She had a lollipop in her mouth and the bowl of rice I gave her last night next to her every now and again picking at some of the rice then eating a handful. I smiled slightly and I got that fuzzy feeling again, I don't know why though.
"Hey!" I said. "I'm going out with my friends, you wanna come?" I looked at her waiting for an answer, my scruffy suit made my arm itch.
"Uhhh, yuh!" She said. She looked excited to see what I was gonna do with my friends when playing out.
"Also what are you listening to?" I point to her headphones that were on the group laying next to her.
"Oh uh. . .guitar!"
"What type of guitar"
"Good guitar. . ."