When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E80

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When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E80

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 80

I casually ran my hand down the side of my mirror.

“So…what are you and Jonah now?”

“Well, he hasn’t exactly asked me to be his girlfriend

yet but I think he’s going to pop the question

sometime this week,” she said confidently. I winced

at the thought of Waverly and Jonah holding hands,

walking down the hallways, kissing before and after

each class. The last one made me want to vomit

more than it made me want to wince.

“Really? That sounds nice,” my voice wavered and I

pressed my lips together.

“Yeah, I just have a favor to ask of you. Since you

and Jonah are friends, do you think you can ask him

when he’s going to ask me out?” she casually

requested with a tinge of hope in her voice. Her hope

burned my hope to ashes.

“Yeah, sure,” I replied, ending the phone call

immediately. I pressed my hands against my face,

shaking my head slowly.

~~~

Once I was fully composed and ready for a

conversation, I dialed Jonah’s number. It rang twice

before he answered it. “Hello?”

His voice was chirpy and it made me a bit more

anxious. “Hey, Jonah.”

“Hello, Savannah,” he replied. It was quiet for a

moment. “Any particular reason why you’re calling

me? Not that I don’t want to talk to you; it’s just that I

usually call you and you reply with ‘what.’”

I smiled slightly before I frowned, remembering the

task at hand. “Well, I’m calling on behalf of the girl

with an enormous crush on you,” I started kicking

my floor.

“I know you’re calling for yourself, silly,” he replied,

laughing. I glared at the floor before I slumped down

onto my bed.

“I don’t mean me, moron; I mean Waverly. She

called me personally to ask me to do a favor that she

was too much of a wimp to do herself,” I retorted,

glaring up at my ceiling.

“What is this favor?” he asked. I sighed, pressing my

hand to my forehead.

“She wants me to ask when you’re going to ask her

out,” I replied, trying to sound casual. I’m pretty sure

I sounded pained. Jonah was silent for a moment.

“I’m not going to,” I felt relief course through my

body and I almost laughed.

In fact, I did laugh. I felt myself laughing out of relief,

humor, and embarrassment. I was relieved that

Jonah wasn’t going to date Waverly, but only

because she’s my enemy and I can’t have my friend

dating my enemy; that’d be bad. I was laughing out

of pure humor because she was so confident that

she was going to be Jonah’s girlfriend. I’m laughing

out of embarrassed because I was so worried for

nothing.

“Did you really need to ask me that to know my

answer?” he asked, laughing slightly.

I sighed, letting out my last chuckles. “I didn’t want

to seem possessive and tell her that you aren’t going

to ask her out.”

“Possessive? You think you own me, Savannah?” he

asked me jokingly and I rolled my eyes.

“No, Jonah, I don’t think that,” I replied.

“I’m the man of this relationship,” he joked and I

grinned widely.

I heard laughter from the background and I

recognized it as Weston’s. “Please, Savannah would

wear the pants in the relationship. You’d wear a

skirt.”

“Is it a frilly skirt?” Jonah asked in a feminine tone. I

rolled my eyes. Why do you put up with this boy?

I’m not quite sure why but I know that he makes me

happy and isn’t that a good enough reason?

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