She watched the others walk up ahead, and decided to trail just a tad bit behind. 'A tad bit' soon became a long way behind. He turned around, a questioning look on his face.

"You okay Avie?" he asked, walking towards her, away from the rest of the group. "You're frowning. And you never frown. Unless you're thinking of course." He added with a smile. His smiles melted the insides of many girls, and he didn't get why it didn't have the same effect on her.

"What? Oh no, I'm fine. But thanks for asking, Nathan" She faked a smile, hoping that he would fall for it.

"No you're not. I can tell." He wanted to hug her, but realised how awkward it would be and decided against it.

"It's nothing, just contemplating life…" she trailed off, staring into the distance. Looking at everything but not seeing anything.

"I'm sure you'll feel better if you tell me…." He urged.

"Um…fine. But not here. When we get to school, I'll tell you…" she said reluctantly. After all, Nathan was her best guy friend. It shouldn't be that bad should it? Or would it? Would he understand what she's going through? Or will he just laugh at her thoughts and call her silly? She sighed. She wasn't sure of anything anymore. Life just got too confusing for her.

As they reached the school, she became tenser, and he was worried. She was never like this. The Ava he knew was always laughing at something that wasn't the tiniest bit funny. Everyone loved her, it was hard not to with that kind of personality. She could cheer you up when you thought the world was going to end, and make you laugh at the lamest jokes ever just because of her funny laugh. She was the greatest friend. And all the boys loved her, though she reckons she's not pretty and unlikeable.

They found a bench away from everyone else. If anyone saw, they would talk about them going out, and all that. Not that either of them cared, it's just better for the others not to know. She plopped herself on the creamy slab of stone, and let her pink Nike bag drop. He watched her carefully. She was obviously stressed about something big.

"Now, what's wrong?" he demanded, crossing his arms across his chest. He was answered by silence.

"I – I don't know" she whispered finally. "I just…" she sighed, not knowing what to say next. Because truly, she just didn't know anymore. Nothing made any sense whatsoever. "This guy in my geography class…he came up to me and asked how much I like you…in the romantic sense…and now…" she sighed again, and looked down. "Now I think I have feelings for you." she whispered ever so slightly. But that whisper was enough. He heard her loud and clear.

"Really, Avie? You – you like me?" he asked, surprised. He never expected this, not in a million years. She was a girl many guys wanted, why would she like him? He was her best friend, her…actually that was it. He was only her best guy friend. He meant nothing to her! Why is she…? 'But you still like her; you have since 8th grade,' that traitorous voice inside him said.

"If you're going to laugh, please do it elsewhere. I'm not in the mood." She looked up to meet his eyes. They were a rich chocolate brown, swirling, with no end. Cliché it may be, but she got lost in them. There was something new in them though today, something she couldn't exactly put her finger on. Wait…could it be? No, it can't! He – he has plenty of girls to like! And he's a year older…was it possible that Nathan liked her back?

Staring into each others eyes, they didn't realise how close their faces were until she felt his breath on her cheeks.

"Nathan…" she breathed. Never had she seen anyone's face so close up. It almost frightened her.

He pulled back, blushing. "I'm sorry Ava. I didn't mean to…-" He was cut off by soft lips pressing lightly but firmly against his. He reached up to cup her cheek as his eyes fluttered closed, enjoying the moment. Ava on the other hand, was amazed by what she just did, but didn't regret it. This was exactly how she imagined her first kiss to be like. His lips were soft and warm, and he was a very good kisser…

She broke the kiss for air, and then returned her lips onto his for another a soft, sweet, innocent kiss. She felt like she never felt had before – her lips tingled, she had so many butterflies she felt like screaming, she wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, and her eyes watered, threatening to spill over.

Nathan pulled back, panting slightly. "We – we should be getting to class around now…" seeing her face, he asked, "Ava, are you crying? Did I do something wrong? I'm sor-" he was cut off by her lips.

"I'm crying because I'm happy, silly." She said, laughing and wiping at the tears. "Now come on, or we'll be late!"

That was another piece I found lurking around on my USB, so forgive me if it's overly cheesy (I love cheesy, but maybe that's just me).

Tell me what you think!

SpasticLittleGirl

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