I swing on the swing, wind blowing my hair everywhere. I put my head down to think. Intent on finding out what was wrong. I love this boy, he's smart, sweet, funny, but my best friend likes him. I don't know what to do. I love him since 5th grade, when he stopped Kimmy Santoes from beating me up. He was even my frined before that. Now here I am... 17 and on a swing, thinking about my next move. I love my friend lots, but he's just... special. There's no getting over a guy like that.
I look around, to get my mind off of everything. Little kids play on the playground, laughing and jumping. I smiled at them. A couple, parents, sharing loving glances at one another. A boy... it's him!
He looks over at me and smiles. I smile back, but nervous. He takes the swing next to me and all I could hear was my heart going a million miles per hour.
"Hey, Anna," he said to me.
"Hey Alex," I said quietly.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you looking at me?" He asked, concerned.
I sighed. "I'm just confused, that's all."
He pulled my chin up to look at him. "What has you so confused, you can't look at me?"
I looked into his piercing blue eyes that always made me melt. "It's... something."
He sighed and let my chin go when he was sure I would look at him. "You know, you can tell me anything Anna."
I sighed deeper. "Well, this is something that... I don't know if you can handle."
He laughed lightly. "Try me."
I took a deep breathe. "I really like you, but so does Kylie... I don't know what to do."
I blushed and looked down. Suddenly a hand pulls my face up and lips kiss mine tenderly. As soon as we pulled away I saw my blue eyes I've always loved. "I really like you too... Maybe love," he murmered the last part.
I put my hand on his cheek. "We can't... Kylie."
He groaned. "I've never been the biggest fan of Kylie's."
I smiled small.
He smiled wide and kissed me again, but this time, we felt both our hearts come together as one. I felt electric roll down my spine. I felt free and exotic. For once, I felt beautiful.
"Maybe... this could work," I murmered, smiling.
He smiled back and I finally had the guy of my dreams.
I look around, to get my mind off of everything. Little kids play on the playground, laughing and jumping. I smiled at them. A couple, parents, sharing loving glances at one another. A boy... it's him!
He looks over at me and smiles. I smile back, but nervous. He takes the swing next to me and all I could hear was my heart going a million miles per hour.
"Hey, Anna," he said to me.
"Hey Alex," I said quietly.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you looking at me?" He asked, concerned.
I sighed. "I'm just confused, that's all."
He pulled my chin up to look at him. "What has you so confused, you can't look at me?"
I looked into his piercing blue eyes that always made me melt. "It's... something."
He sighed and let my chin go when he was sure I would look at him. "You know, you can tell me anything Anna."
I sighed deeper. "Well, this is something that... I don't know if you can handle."
He laughed lightly. "Try me."
I took a deep breathe. "I really like you, but so does Kylie... I don't know what to do."
I blushed and looked down. Suddenly a hand pulls my face up and lips kiss mine tenderly. As soon as we pulled away I saw my blue eyes I've always loved. "I really like you too... Maybe love," he murmered the last part.
I put my hand on his cheek. "We can't... Kylie."
He groaned. "I've never been the biggest fan of Kylie's."
I smiled small.
He smiled wide and kissed me again, but this time, we felt both our hearts come together as one. I felt electric roll down my spine. I felt free and exotic. For once, I felt beautiful.
"Maybe... this could work," I murmered, smiling.
He smiled back and I finally had the guy of my dreams.
My major problem with this is that it really is too fictional. There's nothing believable about this, not even Anna's confusion or hesitation or Alex's love towards her. It makes me think of elementary school relationships where you rush into anything because you know it won't last, but it's fun to be infatuated for that little time period.