I held my breath, the bottle slowly ending it's spin. By the looks of things, it would land on Jarrett, my crush. Now, this wasn't any regular, school-girl crush. This is the kind of crush that lasted years! I mean, being a sophmore and liking him since 5th grade, c'mon, you must admit it's pretty big.
As the bottle came to a stop infront of Jarrett, he looked at me, a smile creeping onto his face. My face flushed, but I managed to smile a little.
"Looks like we are kissing." He said. I shivered at the sound of his sexy, silky voice.
"Okay, in the closet. This ain't no kid version of spin-the-bottle" my friend, Erica, said. "7 minutes" she said as she ushered us into the closet, locking the door. I gulped as I looked up at Jarrett. He was perfect. His blonde hair flipped up the slightest way in the front, the rest covered by a snapback. The snapback, as everyother day, matched the outfit he was wearing. His pink lips were pulled up into a grin, his braces showing slightly. His blue eyes sparkled down at me.
"So, Anna Banana, are we going to kiss, or are you going to stare at me?" He asked, laughing. My face reddened and I looked down. "Hey, it's alright. I like when you stare, makes me feel good about myself" He said softly. I looked up at him and smiled. He looked back down at me and started to lean in. I leaned in and met him half way. His soft pink lips met mine. He kept them there a few moments before moving his lips. I followed his actions, being naive to things such as these. His braces barely touched my mouth, although mine probably scraped his lips a few times. He gently grabbed my chin and deepend the kiss, sticking his tongue into my mouth. I smelled his cologne, felt his chest against mine, the tips of his blonde hair tickling my forehead. I let him do as he pleased, his tongue searching my mouth. He pulled away
"Anna Banana" he whispered. That nickname, it made me feel special.
"Jarrett the Ferret" I retaliated with my own nickname
"Anna, I think I l-like you" he whispered in a rushed tone.
"W-what?" I asked, my heart rate picking up.
"I-" *beep beep* The words didn't come out, only alarm clock sounds.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that" I said
"I-" *beep beep beep beep* He said, again, his words being replaced with an annoying beeping.
I jumped awake, sweating. It was just a dream. It was just a dream. It. Was. Just. A. Dream. I flopped back onto my bed, upset.
"Anna! School!! Get up!!" My mom yelled. I groaned. Stupid dreams.
Okay, so that was the first part of my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Actually, I am Anna, and Jarrett is a guy I kinda like, even though nothing ever happened between us.