The next day after the performance and humiliation of Jason, I picked up two boxes. One with the pictures of Cece and Tyler, the other with baby pictures of Cece and I. I was going to show them to Dad. He certainly wouldn't like this…
I ran down the stairs, just before my dad left for work. I shouted, "Hiya, Dad!" He looked up from his paper and smiled at me. He pulled his chair out, and I jumped up onto his lap.
"What's up, sweetie?" he asked his smile genuine. I beamed at him and put the two boxes on the table. He looked at them with interest. "What are those for?"
"My…Chemistry project," I told him, choosing my words carefully, "I wanted to show you something…"
Suddenly, I heard feet bolt down the stairs. I saw Cece run down the stairs. She popped in front of us, her phone out. She rapidly texted me something. My phone beeped and I took it out from my pocket. I read: 'K, I'll confess when Dad nt round'
I typed back: 'Promise on Pinball'. She sent me: 'Yh, I promise'. I smiled at Dad and said, "I'll show you to them now."
Cece looked at me, pale. "I PROMISED, DIDN'T I?!"
"What are you talking about, Cece?" I asked innocently, "I just wanted to show Dad our baby pictures. Look, Dad."
I gave him one where Cece and I were trying to open a door. I was on Cece's shoulders, reaching for the door knob in our old house.
"Well, isn't that adorable?" he cooed and took the box. "I'm going to hang on to these. You mother and I are going to look at them on our own." He put the box on his head, placed me off of his lap, and walked into the kitchen.
"I wasn't going to tell," I told Cece sheepishly, with a grin.
"I thought you were," she mumbled.
"I made you promise, though, didn't I?"
"Whatever." She looked out of the window, looking hopeful for a minute, and then she went back to being hyper. "Let's go!" she shouted quickly and pulled me to the door. I nodded and grabbed my backpack, and hers.
We sprinted next door to Mason's house, and hammered on the door. Mason opened the door with a grin.
"Hi Cece, hi Ally." He kissed me on the cheek and fist pumped Cece. Cece took the fist pump too far and ended up punching Mason on the chest. Thankfully, Mason was okay when I kissed him better.
"Wanna come in?" he asked and gestured inside.
"Yes!" Cece exclaimed. I rolled my eyes, she was so nosy.
We followed Mason inside his house. I gasped when I saw it. All around the house was flowers: Roses, Violets, Blue Bells, Daisies, Tulips, Lilies and Peonies. Cece sneezed and rubbed her nose.
"What's with all the grass, dude?" she asked.
"They're FLOWERS, not grass, stupid. But, my mum owns the flower shop in the city, and new flowers just came in stock. She couldn't take all of them to work, so she had to leave half of them here," he explained.
"Only half?" I echoed, "how much stock does your mother buy?"
Mason laughed and pulled us into his sitting room. "Now, Cece," he started, "Ally texted me about what you're going to say. You're gonna have to say it, but loudly."
"I'M LOUD ANYWAY!" Cece shrieked with a grin. Mason and I (thankfully) covered out ears in time.
"So say it," I urged her.
She gulped, "Okay, I have feelings for Tyler."
"WE KNEW IT!" Mason and I screeched while giggling.
"Thank you, Cece," a voice thanked behind me. I turned around to see Tyler with a grateful smile.
"WAAAA?!" Cece and I shouted.
"How did you get here?" I poked Tyler on the chest.
"Mason told me to come here." Tyler shrugged.
"I did some meddling for myself," he explained. I smiled and hugged him. That's my guy!
"Cece, I've got something to give you," Tyler mumbled and walked over to Cece, who still had her mouth open, catching flies.
Cece nodded. Tyler looked at her, AND KISSED HER! HE KISSED HER SMACK ON THE LIPS! AND I DON'T THINK SHE STRUGGLED!
It somehow felt intimate, so I turned away from the kissing couple and made myself seem that I was really interested at the baby picture of Mason on the wall. Oh, who am I kidding?! Of course I'm interested in my boyfriend as a baby! I smiled as I looked at each one.
I only turned around when I heard Tyler chuckle awkwardly.
"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I couldn't stop myself."
Cece opened her mouth, as if to say something. We all watched her eagerly.
WHAT'S WAS SHE GONNA SAY?