95: Who Loves Me?

Fenella’s POV End of 9th grade, 9 years ago… "Would you go out with me, Fenella?" Huh? I blinked in disbelief as I looked at the figure in front of me. What did he just say? I pondered in front of the soda vending machine. The 7th-grade boy just grinned, although I could catch a hint of redness on his cheeks. He adjusted his glasses and seemed to wait for me to respond to his question. "Lloyd, you're kidding, right?" I had to be honest; my heart was pounding. This was the first time I'd been asked out on a date. What girl wouldn't be thrilled to be asked out? But, come on! It's Lloyd Evans! He’s Laird’s little brother! "Would you prefer it if I joked about this?" Lloyd asked, raising an eyebrow. Flustered, I didn't know where to look. Several times, I glanced back and forth between Lloyd's eyes, my shoes, or the corridor door between buildings. I truly didn't expect a boy of Lloyd's age to have the courage to ask me out. After all, I'm his senior. I'm in 9th grade, and Lloyd shouldn't