Jamie - Acne

I blink twice. "Masks?" I ask Christopher, trying to process his words.

"Yes! I've read once -don't remember where- that there are plenty of masks you can make yourself with natural ingredients that can help with the acne and blackheads," he says. I hide my nose when he finishes that sentence.

"I'm not sure if it's a good idea, Chris," my voice comes out softly due to my hands covering my face.

Holding my wrists, he retires my hands and smiles at me. "Relax, Jamie. It could help you, the same way you are helping me."

I sigh. "Okay," and then nod.

He clasps his hands and smiles. "Great. Now, we need to go to my locker so I can get the list with the ingredients we'll need, because we are going to buy them together," he says holding my hand and drags me with him.

"Wait, what?"

Yes, for today, school is over, that means we can go to hell if we want. But I thought this chit-chat would last five seconds and then I would go to my house! I need to go to my house so I can eat, and chill on my couch watching t.v. Shopping ain't in my plans.

"We are going together, Jamie. And I won't take a 'no' for an answer."

"But-" I try to complain.

"Hush!" He silences me. We are already by his locker and he is looking for the list. "Here it is," he holds it and that's when I see my chance. I snatch the sheet and run away to the parking lot, where my bicycle is. Soon, his steps sound in the halls.

I'm grateful nobody's here anymore, it would be very difficult to slip between so many bodies. I start laughing, smelling my victory in the air when his arms wrap around my waist.

"I won," he says and takes the list from my hands.

"That's not fair, I used to be faster."

"Yes, but now I'm not a ball of fat and I can beat you," he says with a smile.

I clear my throat. "You were never a ball of fat," I tell him and he shrugs. 'I was' is all what he responds.

It's not like he's a super hot guy now. He still has work to do if he wants to have a six pack like he has been telling me for a while now. If his ego boosts I'm going to get really mad, I prefer him as the cute balloon he was.

"Come, we are doing a bicycle race." If that's what you want, I think.

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