Backpack? Check.
Phone? Check.
A super cute best friend with smokin' abs, double check!
That's right this is your typical "I'm in love with my best friend" story. I always thought we'd never be one of those cliches but it happened and there's no running away from it now. Love just sneaks up on you without any warning. I first noticed my strong affection for Jeremy when we in the 6th grade; we were on the bus coming back from a long field trip day and he fell asleep on my shoulder. His hair smelled like the animals we petted. Which I didn't mind. I don't know, maybe it was because he trusted me enough to relax his mind and leave himself vulnerable. Silly yea I know. And I trust him too, whenever we're together he makes me feel safe. Like the time a bee stung me and he sucked the sting out and then rubbed some honey on it. Funny. I smiled at the thought of Jeremy. I can hear his car horn from inside my rude and quickly climbed out of my bedroom window. This has been our routine since he got his car. Which would be our freshman year.
"Hey!"
"Hey yourself. You didn't text me back last night." Jeremy said as I hopped in the car. "I fell asleep a little early. Big deal." He rolled his eyes and dropped the subject. But I know he'd bring it back up. The at ride was short and relaxing. I loved being in the car with him. We treated it like our safe place. We'd talk about our parents, friends...us. To me that's talks meant the world, it was like the door to his heart opened wider. But to him it was just cheesy talk with his best friend.
