cute,” she replied.
“Thank you.” I’d picked a white peasant blouse to go with my jeans.
“Yep,” Jason said in a soft voice as he slid in beside me.
His mom dropped us off at Regal Cinemas South. We decided we’d see Hook, a movie about the Peter Pan story, with Robin Williams as Captain Hook. Jason put great thought into which movie we’d see. When we got to the ticket window, he whipped out his wallet to pay our way in. Then, he led me toward the concession counter for popcorn and drinks. We picked our seats and talked a little before the previews began.
“Thanks for coming with me. I didn’t think you’d ever talk to me again. I hoped you would,” he said. He sounded sincere.
“Thanks for inviting me.” I didn’t know what else to say and felt great relief when the lights dimmed for the movie to start.
The movie was good and Jason’s mom was waiting for us when we exited the theater. When we pulled up in front of my house, Jason got out to hold the door for me. I thanked his mom and he walked me to the door.
“Thanks, Lulu. I had fun.”
“Me, too. I’ll see you on Monday.” I reached for the doorknob, but Jason reached for my hand before I opened the door. It felt awkward. It felt exciting. We both just stood there, not knowing what to do next. Finally, he quickly brought my hand to his lips, kissed it, and turned to bolt for the car.
When I stepped inside my dad was watching TV. “Well?”
“Well, the movie was funny, and Jason just kissed my hand,” I blurted out.
“He kissed your hand?” My dad had the biggest smile on his face.
“Yes. It was weird.”
“Weird because you liked it, and you don’t know what to do about that?” he asked, muting the sound on the TV.
“I don’t know if I liked it or not. It was just weird.”
“Lulu, I need to ask…”
“He didn’t try anything,” I interrupted.
“Well, that makes me happy.” He looked relieved. After the whole boob thing, I was relieved too. I kept thinking he’d try to touch them or something.
Thank God he didn’t.
Monday morning he was at my locker when I got there.
“Hey,” he said, nervously.
“Good morning,” I said and smiled. For some reason, him being there made me happy.
“Want to eat lunch together?” he asked
“The girls will want to know why,” I replied.
“Did you tell them we went out?”
“No, I just got here.”
“You didn’t call them?” He seemed surprised.
“No, was I supposed to?” I questioned.
Now, this is getting awkward.
“Not supposed to. I just figured you would.” He acted like it should have been a bigger deal than I felt like it was. It was just a movie.
“I’ll tell them I’m eating with you,” I said.
“I’ll see you at 11:30.” He walked away with a big dopey smile.
At lunch, it felt like the entire cafeteria was watching us. It was uncomfortable. I’d told the girls. They acted like it was a big deal, giggling in response.
It’s just lunch.
Jason acted like it was a big deal, too. He seemed to like the attention that sitting together brought. When we finished eating and it was time to head back to class, he reached for my hand, a gesture not missed by one single person in the room.
“I’ll see you later,” he said. I swear I thought he was going to kiss my hand again.
Weird. Just weird!
“Yeah, later.”
Everyone watched as I walked away. I thought they were going to start applauding or something.
Jason called after dinner. When I hung up, I must have had the deer in the headlights look. My dad noticed.
“Everything all right?” he asked.
I sat down on the sofa beside him. “It’s just weird, Dad. That’s all.”
“What do you mean?”
“We went to a movie. We ate lunch together, and now he thinks I’m his girlfriend. I’m thirteen. I don’t want to have a boyfriend.”
“What did you say to him?” I swear he was trying not to grin.
“That we should just be friends first. He wasn’t happy. I told
“Thank you.” I’d picked a white peasant blouse to go with my jeans.
“Yep,” Jason said in a soft voice as he slid in beside me.
His mom dropped us off at Regal Cinemas South. We decided we’d see Hook, a movie about the Peter Pan story, with Robin Williams as Captain Hook. Jason put great thought into which movie we’d see. When we got to the ticket window, he whipped out his wallet to pay our way in. Then, he led me toward the concession counter for popcorn and drinks. We picked our seats and talked a little before the previews began.
“Thanks for coming with me. I didn’t think you’d ever talk to me again. I hoped you would,” he said. He sounded sincere.
“Thanks for inviting me.” I didn’t know what else to say and felt great relief when the lights dimmed for the movie to start.
The movie was good and Jason’s mom was waiting for us when we exited the theater. When we pulled up in front of my house, Jason got out to hold the door for me. I thanked his mom and he walked me to the door.
“Thanks, Lulu. I had fun.”
“Me, too. I’ll see you on Monday.” I reached for the doorknob, but Jason reached for my hand before I opened the door. It felt awkward. It felt exciting. We both just stood there, not knowing what to do next. Finally, he quickly brought my hand to his lips, kissed it, and turned to bolt for the car.
When I stepped inside my dad was watching TV. “Well?”
“Well, the movie was funny, and Jason just kissed my hand,” I blurted out.
“He kissed your hand?” My dad had the biggest smile on his face.
“Yes. It was weird.”
“Weird because you liked it, and you don’t know what to do about that?” he asked, muting the sound on the TV.
“I don’t know if I liked it or not. It was just weird.”
“Lulu, I need to ask…”
“He didn’t try anything,” I interrupted.
“Well, that makes me happy.” He looked relieved. After the whole boob thing, I was relieved too. I kept thinking he’d try to touch them or something.
Thank God he didn’t.
Monday morning he was at my locker when I got there.
“Hey,” he said, nervously.
“Good morning,” I said and smiled. For some reason, him being there made me happy.
“Want to eat lunch together?” he asked
“The girls will want to know why,” I replied.
“Did you tell them we went out?”
“No, I just got here.”
“You didn’t call them?” He seemed surprised.
“No, was I supposed to?” I questioned.
Now, this is getting awkward.
“Not supposed to. I just figured you would.” He acted like it should have been a bigger deal than I felt like it was. It was just a movie.
“I’ll tell them I’m eating with you,” I said.
“I’ll see you at 11:30.” He walked away with a big dopey smile.
At lunch, it felt like the entire cafeteria was watching us. It was uncomfortable. I’d told the girls. They acted like it was a big deal, giggling in response.
It’s just lunch.
Jason acted like it was a big deal, too. He seemed to like the attention that sitting together brought. When we finished eating and it was time to head back to class, he reached for my hand, a gesture not missed by one single person in the room.
“I’ll see you later,” he said. I swear I thought he was going to kiss my hand again.
Weird. Just weird!
“Yeah, later.”
Everyone watched as I walked away. I thought they were going to start applauding or something.
Jason called after dinner. When I hung up, I must have had the deer in the headlights look. My dad noticed.
“Everything all right?” he asked.
I sat down on the sofa beside him. “It’s just weird, Dad. That’s all.”
“What do you mean?”
“We went to a movie. We ate lunch together, and now he thinks I’m his girlfriend. I’m thirteen. I don’t want to have a boyfriend.”
“What did you say to him?” I swear he was trying not to grin.
“That we should just be friends first. He wasn’t happy. I told
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