Figuring Out What To Do

"I know break just started, but I'll sign you a note for your next class anyway," Michelle said. She grabbed my hand before I exited the office, "Be safe, okay?" I nodded in response, but I couldn't say a word after what happened. 'I'm sorry if things are awkward, but we had fun ♥' the note read. I'm not sure how to feel about this. I loved it, but if I have to see her again will we be nurse and student, or more?

I just finished English class, my last class of the day, might as well have had no classes. I was distracted all day, I can ask my classmates for notes. "You alright dude?" Nick asked as he came up behind me.

"Yes.. No... I don't know," I'm not sure what I should, or even can, tell him.

"You started with a yes, so something good must've happened."

"Something good did happen, but I don't know how I should feel about. I don't even know if I should tell you about it because of how you are"

"Ah," a smile grew on his face, "It's a girl, and she's outta your league I bet. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth, that's all I'm gonna say."

"Words of wisdom by Nick, how comforting in these trying times," and we both laughed.

"Don't ruin a good thing Josh, just don't let her take time away from the boys." He finished talking and we went to our homes.

I entered my home and let out a heavy sigh. "Oh hey bud, did you just get home?" my Mom said as she rounded a corner. I winced when she called me bud.

"Yeah I did. Can you not call me that anymore?"

"What? bud? I guess, though it might take me a bit to come up with a new one. Why?"

"Someone started calling me that, it's awkward to be called that by two different people." I winced again remembering the note when I used 'awkward.'

"Oooooh, it's a girl isn't it. I won't prod any further, but I expect to at least see her at some point."

"Uh yeah, maybe. Your hair looks good, did you go to the hair dresser today?"

"Oh thanks bu-" she stopped herself and pointed at me with a smirk, "Yes I did, I'm trying to go for a tomboyish look. Dinner will be ready soon."

"Salad made yet?"

"If you want to make it, hop to it young man!"

Dinner came and went, now I'm lying in bed trying to sleep. I can't sleep with my mind constantly going back to the highlight of my day just before I drift asleep. I'm not sure whether I'm excited or nervous for tomorrow. The idea of having my fantasy fulfilled again makes me excited, but I think I just want to talk with her first. Talking with her is what making me nervous