Fabio vs. the Friend Zone by Kelsie Stelting

Author:Kelsie Stelting [Stelting, Kelsie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-12T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Fabio

I cracked my eyes open, almost forgetting where I was. Grace’s soft snores reminded me.

I rolled over on my bed so I could see her. The covers bunched over her, and her black hair splayed around her long tangles. But her face, with her lips slightly parted and her black eyelashes contrasting her skin...amazing.

What would it be like to wake up beside her every morning? To feel her soft skin against mine?

That would be heaven.

My stomach squirmed.

That meant the opposite would be hell.

I glanced at the clock. We still had another half hour until she really needed to get up, so I went ahead and took to the bathroom. I wasn’t doing all the cosplay competitions, but I still wanted to look nice for the angel sleeping only feet away.

Okay, I needed to cool it. Driveling, lovestruck schoolboy wasn’t a good look for anyone.

I showered, rubbed on some Blue Mountain, ran a comb through my hair and put on my clothes. This was the one place I wouldn’t catch any crap for wearing Pokémon stuff, and I wasn’t going to let the opportunity go to waste.

When I walked out of the bathroom, Grace was standing right outside the door, blinking sleepily. If that wasn’t the cutest thing ever.

She yawned and stumbled into my chest, hugging me.

Yeah, Grace got cuddly in the morning.

I loved it.

Loved her.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” I said.

“Morning,” she mumbled and stepped back. “You smell good.”

Blue Mountain FTW.

“Hey,” I said, “don’t get ready yet. I have something for you.”

She nodded sleepily, yawned again. “Okay.”

This girl, this weekend, would be my undoing.

I went to my bag and pulled out the gift. A bright yellow shirt, a headband with Pikachu ears, and the equivalent of a clip-on tie for her backside. I held it up and said, “Today, you get to be your cousin.”

Understanding registered on her face, and she rolled her eyes. “Hate to break it to ya, but I’m not related to Pika Chu.”

“Ah, man.” I fake groaned. “You know I was just using you to get closer to him. I’m not sure we can be friends anymore.”

Well, I’d rather not be friends anymore. I wanted to be more. But she knew that.

She laughed. “Hand it over.”

I gave her the costume, and she stumbled into the bathroom. While she showered and got ready, I went downstairs and grabbed us breakfast. Cinnamon Toast Crunch for Grace, a waffle and yogurt for me.

I’d already made it through half of the waffle when Grace came out of the bathroom. She’d give Pikachu a run for his money, for sure.

Her eyes landed on the cereal. “CTC? Yes!”

For the next few minutes, all I could hear was her crunching and slurping, but not in a gross, annoying way. More like an adorable kitten kind of way.

She finished up, and we went out to the car. Thank God Grace was with me, because I needed her to navigate and keep me calm. And hand me my inhaler when the eight-a.m. traffic got to be too much. It was already way too much.

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