#onazz

2nd Person gets: A chaste kiss

There was Nazz again for about the third time that day. For a girl, she was pretty active in sports ‘nd expercisin’. One of the many things he really digged ‘bout his best friend in all honesty. He really liked her. At least, he thinks he does. He’s pretty sure of it. But everythin’ he does, he bails out. Last time, it was the dance; man, he really made a fool of himself. Even with Rolf’s help, it was a no go. Not today though. He was goin’ to tell her. That’s the last thin’ he remembered rehearsin’ in the mirror, however. Last night’s show had the guy doing his hair in the mirror ‘nd gettin’ ready to ask the girl of his dreams out. It seemed like a piece of cake!

Well… it did at the time. ‘Cause here he was, standin’ right behind Nazz, before touchin’ her shoulder, not only gainin’ her attention but a friendly hello, too. “Oh.. uh.. hey, Nazz. I.. um.. need to ask ya somethin’." That’s when he choked. Seein’ her happy smile, ‘nd her overall appearance made it impossible. Nope. Today was not the day. “Oh.. haha. Is that my mom callin’ me?" He needed an excuse to bail. Ugh.. hopefully Rolf didn’t find out. “Comin’ mom!" Turning, he left a chaste kiss on her cheek - then realizing his mistake, he was a mess, a stuttering mess. “Oh man! Uh! Later Nazz!" Then, he bailed home, feelin’ stupider than he did leavin’ the house today.