BLAKE COMES OVER

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Valentina's p.o.v.

I opened the door to see the one and only.......pizza man.

I was a little disappointed at first, but it smelled delicious. "Hi, 23 dollars please," The pizza guy said.

"Sorry I forgot I ordered, let me grab my wallet really quick," I rushed to my room letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I felt a little sad and yet happy at the same time.

I guess she wasn't coming after all.

I raced back up to the door a little out of breath and embarrased.

I reached out my hand to pay for the pizza. He took it out of my hands while I bended over at my knees breathing in and out.

I wasn't out of shape, I just needed to stretch before I do any real exercise.

Once I caught my breath, I looked back up to see Blake holding the pizza box, smiling hard from ear to ear. Her annoying looking green eyes held amusement as she looked down at me.

Behind her I could see the pizza car leaving.

What a pleasant surprise, I thought sarcastically.

Blake was wearing black sweatpants with a black short sleeve tight shirt, with black running shoes. It made her eyes and long brown hair stand out.

I would have closed the door on her, but she held the pizza. I could feel my cheeks heat up, but before I could let her see, I snatched the pizza box out of her hand and started to walk to my room.

I can't believe she showed up at this time on a school night.

I heard the door close behind me, followed by footsteps.

I was just waiting for her to say something stupid because I knew it was coming.

I went in my room and put the pizza box on the bed.

I heard my room door close and a click.

I looked behind me curiously. Blake was leaning on the wall just watching me, saying nothing at all. Her face expression was even blanked.

I noticed my room door was locked and I didn't like that at all. I didn't know Blake like that, and you could never be too trusting.

I unlocked my door and went on top of my bed. If Blake wasn't going to speak that was fine by me.

I took a bite of the pizza and chewed slowly. MMMM....cheese....so tasty. I closed my eyes, pretending I was the only one in the room, savoring the taste.

"That's gross," Blake said suddenly.

I kept my eyes closed, still chewing on my pizza. "It talks," I replied.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. This felt weird. I've never looked at a girl the way I looked at her before.

Maybe it's just the eyes. I'm pretty sure everyone who has had green eyes has been told that their pretty or handsome.

But then again, Blake had clear olive skin, with a straight small nose and eyebrows that weren't too bushy or too thin.

Not to mention she worked out and had long healthy looking brown hair.....that bothered the hell out of me.

Let me rant really quick.

It always seemed like the people with natural long hair never touches it or something. Like for example, Blake could do some much with long hair....I could do so much if I had long hair.

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