I always thought “awesome”
was a word reserved for superheroes,
not odd girls who punched other girls
and got showered with gifts on Valentine’s Day.
“Thank you?” My voice rose on the last word,
like it was a question.
Gary slung his arm around my shoulders,
pressed me tight up against him,
then released me just as quickly.
It was nice
to finally see you smile.”
Then he walked away
and left me standing there,
the blush from his cheek
crawling up mine
as if it was contagious.
I still didn’t know if I liked him.