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Kimberly
For the next week, Dennis was acting strange. I know that it had something to do with him walking in on me the other day, but I tried to ignore it. I tried not to say anything about the way he looked at me or the desire in his eyes, that he no longer tried to even hide.
It was hard for me to know what to say or what to do with him. As much as I was attracted to him, I knew at the same time, that there was no way we could be together. No, it was people like Chelsea and the universe itself trying to keep us apart. We just had so much going against us. I will be the first to say that I would like nothing more than to be with Dennis. He was every girl's dream, but I was realistic.
As it came down to our weekly training session, I was actually a bit nervous about going. It wasn't because he was doing anything to make me uncomfortable or anything like that, it was the need and desire I felt when I was with him that made me uncomfortable. I just knew that something was going to happen. He was going to say or do something, and I was going to fall even more for him. It was already so impossible.
At the last minute, well about thirty minutes before we were supposed to meet, I totally chickened out and called him to leave a message that I wasn't going to be able to make it. I had fully expected to get his answering machine, since he had practice, I think. His schedule was a little off, especially because Dennis was being tutored twice a week. The tutor was to help him get his grades up, but it wrecked his schedule with work and football.
That didn't happen, though. Instead he answered, and I was kind of shocked for a moment and didn't know what to say.
“Kimberly, if you're going to call and mess with me, you should at least block your number, so I don't know who it is.”
“Right, sorry. I got sidetracked for a minute. I thought that you would be in practice.”
“No, it got called early because the coach had to take off for something. Something about his wife. I don't know what it was about, but he just took off like a bad out of hell.”
“Oh, I hope everything is okay.”
He just made an awning sound that really annoyed me.
“What?”
“Nothing, Kimberly, just you. You don't even know my coach and now you are sitting there worried about his wife.”
It wasn't the first time that he had made comments about my compassion. I found it funny when he commented on it, though, since he was probably more compassionate than I was. He had a way of seeing the good in people that I did not personally possess. I don't even know if I wanted to. I definitely wouldn't want to, if I had to hide being decent so much. Or maybe, I wouldn't be around the same people as Dennis was. It had to be hard, a constant tug one way or another.
“Anyway, I don't think I will be able to make it tonight.”
“What, why?”
“Something has just come up.”
“What things?”
I groaned inwardly. I wasn't very good at lying and he wanted more information than I had thought up in my head. I had played it out so many times, repeating it to myself, while I tried to get the courage up to call him.
“Just things.”
“So, why won't you tell me what?”
“I don't tell you everything.”
“Yeah, you do. Just like I tell you everything.”
“No, you don't. You keep a lot to yourself too.”
“Like what?”
“How about like why you’ve been acting weird the last week?”
“I think you know why.”
“Tell me.”
“I saw you naked and now I can't get it off my mind. I think about you all the time and I can’t sleep; I’m distracted…”
