Young Writers Society

Some quick information: This was a dream and I tried to remember as accurately as possible, so I know it is rushed, quick paced and has awkward parts. But thank you so much for reading it and other than those things edit away. :-)

The final bell rings signaling the end of class. I slowly put my pencil and pens back into my pencil bag waiting for the people to rush out so I don’t get smushed in the stampede of students. When everyone is almost out I get up and leave, saying goodbye to my English teacher, Mr. Carson, on my way out. I still don’t understand why high school students act like 8 year olds at the end of the school day. I mean we still have two weeks until summer break.

And finals.

When I get to the hallway it is no better than when the students were trying to get out of class. I am making my way through the clouds of students when a strong, tan arm wraps around my shoulders I look up and I see it is my friend Liam. I take him by surprise though by laying my head on his shoulder.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, concern laced through his words.

“Nothing. I am just done. Emotionally, physically, mentally done. It seems everything is being piled on all at once.” I let out a heavy sigh. I just want comfort.

“Like what?”

“Well you know we have finals in the next two weeks, so I am stressing about those. I am also so sick of Chase saying he wants me back. He left me alone for that first whole week and I was happy and now it is like I am being dragged into it all over again. It has been two months and I don’t want him back. He says he will back off if I find someone else or things like that but I don’t believe him. I mean who on earth would want to date me? But whatever. I guess it is not that big of a deal. I am just tired and done.”

“I’m sorry Ave. But in order for him to leave you alone you need to tell him that that is not what you want.”

“I know it is just hard. I mean I guess I am just too scared to tell him, like he will hate me for not wanting to even try again or something. I just don’t want to deal with him anymore. But I know it is not that easy.”

“You will get through it, Aves don’t worry. You are strong.” As he says this he slowly comes to a stop, stepping in front so he is facing me. Students are rushing out and bumping past us. Why did he just stop me in the middle of the hallway? I am about to say something and pull him out of everyone’s way but Ace has a look on his face and it holds me where I am- not that I could get past anyone anyway.

“And you can assume no one likes you but, you would be wrong.” Them he puts his hands on my waist pulling me closer and leans in a little, I can only guess what is going to happen next so I close my eyes. Nothing happens… I open my eyes back and look up at him. He has a soft smile pulling at the corners of his lips. Then he leans down a little further and I close my eyes once more. I feel his lips touch mine as if they were a feather floating to you and at the last second the wind blows it away. Liam still has that smile playing with his lips when I re-open my eyes, then he goes to kiss me again. This kiss is different thought, this time he is not teasing me, and it is no feather light kiss. He pushes gently with his lips and I push back. And his hands go to my face; his thumbs tenderly stroking my cheeks. His tongue brushes across my bottom lip and it feels amazing. I didn’t know a kiss could feel like this. With Chase nothing felt like this. At all. Come to think of it kissing Chase felt more like kissing my brother… Major ew.

He pulls back, with almost a shocked look on his face, but I know how he feels. That kiss was… well I don’t even know.

“You’re cute when you look a little flustered.” Liam said albeit a little breathless.

I blush as I say an awkward ‘thanks’. I am not used to getting compliments, nor am I good at receiving them.

“Are you okay with this, Aven?” He seems nervous and maybe even vulnerable. This is not the Liam I know at all. He is usually so outgoing. But when he asked that question it broke a dam and so many thoughts flooded my mind.

“Yes, but I just broke up with Chase and I am glad we broke up but I don’t want you to think you are my rebound or whatever. I am not saying you would be a mistake but what if we are making the wrong choice. You know I don’t want to go through the dating thing if I know I am not going to spend my forever with that person. I’m sorry, I am complicating things. I don’t even understand why you would want to be with me. I am just damaged goods.” He all of the sudden puts his thumb over my lips, effectively silencing me.

“Aven Rain Tuttle I do not think you are damaged goods, nor do I want you to say that about yourself. Next, I will prove to you that you are worth dating. Go with your gut, Ave, if you think it is telling you to run to the hills to get away from me, although I will be hurt it is okay. I am not holding you to anything.” I kind of laughed at his point of running away from him. Somehow he always had a way of making me feel better.

“Okay…” I say a little hesitantly, then add, “I will let my gut tell me whether or not it is ok to run away from you… but I think the odds are ever in your favor.” He chuckles at my attempt at humor. Since we are still just standing in the hall he sets his hand on the small of my back and we start walking out to the parking lot to our cars.

When we get to my car Liam kisses me again and after I unlock it even opens my door for me. He actually opened my door! I cannot believe how gentlemanly he his. The whole two years Chase and I were dating he never opened any door for me.

“Aves, would you like to go on a date with me?” He is so sweet. I go up on my tippy toes and try to kiss him but due to the fact that I am only 5’0 and he is 6’0 , he has to lean down a bit for me. And then I reply,

“Of course.” I have thought about him being more than a friend before but I never thought it would happen, so I didn’t really dwell on it. Now though, it seems it is happening.

He smiles at me and kisses me one final time before he goes to his red Jeep and heads home. I am also really jealous of his car but moving on, I get into my little white Mazda and head home as well.

When I get in my car it is really hot, as usual. I roll my windows all the way down, blast my beautiful country and take my hair tie of my shifter to hold my hair so it doesn’t go in my face while I am driving. Just as I pull out of the school parking lot Beachin’ by Jake Owen comes on and it only adds to my now positive-thanks-to-Liam mood.