Trixie's day- Love

“You’re leaving?” I frown at my little sister Lolly then look at my watch.

“Yep! I’m excited, Ethan’s driving me to Harper’s house and Paisley is going to be there too.” replies Lolly texting on her phone. She giggles.

It was only noon and she was hanging out with her friends all day yesterday too! That's too much friend time if you ask me.

“What’s so funny?” I ask, trying to peak over her shoulder.

Lolly moves before I can read everything but I saw the name Liam.

“You’re texting Liam?!” I yelp.

“NOOOOO!” Lolly says blushing. “I’m texting Harper and Paisley about Liam.”

I sigh. Liam was the youngest son of my mom’s best friend, he had golden brown bangs and was Lolly’s age.

“You ready sis?” asks my only brother Ethan, swinging the keys on his finger.

Lolly nods. “When I get there Harper’s mom is taking us to our favorite shopping center.”

“Let me guess…Liam works in one of the stores in that area?” I say pulling out my phone.

Lolly sneers at me, mad that I’m so good at this.

Ethan laughs, “I’ll be in the car.”

Lolly follows behind him turning to face me at the last second. “Like you have plans.” she says with a smirk before closing the door behind her.

She's right. I wanted to hang out with my friends too. It wasn’t my fault that Izzy was hanging out with her new friend Lula. Izzy did invite me and I said no, but still! Araminta, my other friend, was probably doing homework or studying.

I glance at my phone and click on a group chat with my friends. I scroll through old texts and stop at one sent by my brother's friend last week. Andrew.

My heart skips a beat while I read what he sent.

Andrew: Oh no! Hope she’s okay…

It was from when I fell on a skateboard and Lolly recorded it and sent it to everybody. I didn’t get to read all the texts because at that time I was furious with Lolly. All I remember was reading his name but I didn’t know he texted this in the group chat! I guess I was so mad at my sister…Anyway that’s not the point. Andrew cared. Andrew. Liam’s cute brown haired brother hoped I was okay!

My head feels a bit dizzy so I go over to the couch and crash with a sappy smile on my face.

I pick up my phone and text Izzy and Araminta.

Me: I got news! Call when u can

Of course Izzy responded right away.

Izzy: Kay! Is that fine if Lula hears?

Oops. I forgot Lula was at Izzy’s house. I didn’t really mind if Lula heard, I was already getting used to her kinda being my friend.

Me: Sure

Araminta: I’ll be able to call in 5

Me: 👍

Izzy: Kayyyyy

I hear Mom walk downstairs carrying a laundry basket and turn toward her.

“Hey dear. Can you fold these for me?” she asks, placing the basket on the floor in front of me. “Thanks!”

I sigh. Mom has been cleaning a lot recently. I mean laundry is fine but she was vacuuming, dusting, and uncluttering.

“Mom,” I say slowly, “Are we having guests over?”

Before Mom could reply Dad came into the room and spun Mom around.

“Hey dear.” Mom said laughing.

I just glared. Right when I was about to get answers!

“Mom, can you please answer my question?”

Dad stops spinning Mom. “What question did you ask, Trix?”

“I asked if we were having guests over.” I reply, losing patience and getting up. My friends were about to call soon and since my parents are down here I’ll do it in my room.

Mom looks at Dad and winks. “Well we can’t spoil the surprise!”

I groan but I guess that’s a yes.

As I head upstairs Mom calls after me.

“You have to fold the clothes!” she calls.

“Can I fold in ten?” I ask. I hold my breath waiting for her answer.

“Sure.” replies Mom.

Victory! I run up the stairs, go to my room, quietly shut the door and launch onto my fluffy bed.

Ringggggg

“Heyyyy!” I say answering my phone.

“Hey!” replies Izzy. She moves the camera to show Lula eating a bowl of ice cream next to her.

“Hi Lula.” I say.

She smiles and waves then takes a scoop of ice cream.

Just then another face appears on my phone.

“MINTYYY!” Me and Izzy scream.

We all burst out laughing.

“Nice to see you too.” Minty laughs. “So what's this about?”

“Yeah Trix tell ussss.” Izzy says eagerly while putting on a silly camera filter.

“Okay so it’s about An–” I pause to giggle. “An–” I can’t get his name out. Izzy’s filter is too funny, it makes her look super weird, her forehead is stretched to the sky and her eyes are small.

“What’s so funny?” asks Izzy, cocking her head and bringing the phone closer to face. “Is something bothering you?”

Lula and Minty start laughing too. “Izzyyyy!”

“Okay okay!” she laughs taking the filter off.

“Continue.” she whispers seriously.

“Anywayyyyy. Remember when I fell on a skateboard? I didn’t know that Andrew sent this!” I tell them all about the text and what I think it means.

“Ooh he’s definitely into you.” agrees Izzy.

“Maybe.” Minty says doubtfully.

“Trixie! Fold the clothes!” yells Mom from downstairs.

“In a minute!" I yell back.

Izzy flings her long back hair off her shoulder. “When’s the last time you talked to him?”

I blush, “I try to talk to him when I can. He comes over a lot to hang out with Ethan.”

“Does he sometimes talk to you or are you starting all the convos?” asks Lula, placing her empty bowl down.

I forgot she was here.

“Uhh…it’s half and half.” I reply fidgeting with my phone case.

“Yep.” Izzy suddenly says.

“Yep?” Minty repeats confused.

“Yep he likes you. Duh.” Izzy confirms.

“We don’t know that for sure…we can’t just jump to conclusions.”

“I’m an expert at this.” Izzy says, snapping her fingers for dramatic effect.

Lula stifles her snicker. “Diva!” she yells with an evil grin.

“Ha ha.” Izzy says. “Anyway–”

“TRIXIE COME DOWN NOW! I SHOULDN'T BE TELLING YOU TWICE!” Mom screams.

I sigh. “I got to go yall.”

“I think you should ask Ethan.” Izzy says, fake pouting. “Byeeee talk to ya later!!!”

“Bye.” Minty says before I click off the call.

I clomp down the stairs, feeling encouraged and curious. Maybe I should ask Ethan if he thinks Andrew likes me. But then he would wonder why I think that and I'll have to tell him about my little love for Andrew.

By the time I’m done folding clothes and I put the clothes away, Ethan walks back through the front door. Since he only dropped Lolly off he was back in a jiffy. I hold my breath. Should I ask him? I want to ask him but I’m afraid he’ll make fun of me.

I got to do this though. I can’t keep guessing I have to know for sure.

“Hey Eth, can I talk to you in private real quick?” I whisper to him before he sits on the couch to watch his favorite show. He stares at me as I fidget with my hands, waiting for his reply.

“Fine,” he mutters. “But hurry before I miss my show, Trixie.”

He gets up and follows me to my room.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” he asks while I close the door.

I take a deep breath. This is it. “I need to know if you know if Andrew likes me or not.” I say as fast as I can.

Andrew smirks. “Why do you want to know?”

I blush and stare at my feet.

“I’m joking, I already knew you liked him.”

When my jaw dropped he added, “If you like my friend of course I’m going to know! You are always taking peaks at him.”

I sigh and flop on my bed, “Can you just answer my question?”

“Okay okay, yes he likes you. He only wants to hang out in the house if he knows you’re in here.”

“Wait for real?” I was a little shocked by this, even though I knew there was a good chance he could like me.

“Yeah, he kinda wishes you liked him too soooo, now that you do I’m going to tell him.” smirks Ethan walking out my room.

“Wait what!? Nonononono.” I chase after him and grab his shoulder.

“I’m joking!” he laughs.

“I hope so.” I reply letting him go.

“Well now that you know I gotta watch my show.” he says, rumpling my hair before running down the stairs.

I sigh and go back to my room and lay on my bed. Whoo. That was a lot. Maybe I should text Andrew? But what? ‘Hey Andrew I heard you like me, guess what? I like you too?’

That was too cheesy. Maybe I shouldn’t text him. Augh. My head hurts from all this love. Maybe I should do this another time.

I close my eyes, maybe just a quick little nap will do the trick.

“See you in my dreams Andrew.” I whisper before I drift off.