Loving my best friend

chapter i

"Then what'd you say?"

"Then I said, I never cared about your damn art club anyway!" Michael threw her hands up.

"Geez, don't you think that's a bit harsh? I mean, you guys have been friends since you were little; you know how much the club means to her." I tried to reason.

"Nah, she'll be alright. Anyway, gimme your hand." Mike grabbed my hand and laid my palm on hers.

"Black or dark purple? Personally, I think dark purple suits you more. It's got a lil glitter in it too."

"Ehh..purple, I guess." I shrugged, I'm not really into getting my nails done but michael insisted she do them.

Oh yeah. You're probably confused as to why Michael's a she. Well...her parents really wanted a boy and only wanted to name their child Michael but they got a girl so, she's Michael! I think Michael is a cool name for a girl.

As I sat on her bright pink bed, Michael began filing my nails and I started laughing. I couldn't help it with the ticklish feeling it gave me.

"Stop moving or your nails will look weird!" She held my hand in place again.

"Okay okay I'm sorry. It kind of tickles." I apologized once I settled down.

As time went by, low music played on her record player. Yes, Mike owns one. I could hear 'Misty' by Lesley Gore. She loves playing older music. The song made me look at Mike. I felt exactly like Lesley. I'm in love with Michael.

I wish Michael could see me. Could see how much she means to me or how she's always been first in my life. I believe someone's already beat me to it though, or will soon.

Mike likes Nepta. Has for awhile though she acts as if she doesn't. She goes on and on about Nepta but sometimes complains about Nepta too. It's like a love-hate kind of relationship.

One minute Mike is all lovey-dovey about Nepta , then the next wants to rip her guts out. I think thats just because Nepta can be a bit too much for Mike or for really anyone to handle. She's frustrating like that. Girls, am I right?

For all I know, they're not on good terms right now. Mike just quit being vice president of Nepta's art club I think. Nepta criticized her art skills and also yelled at her for always being late so Mike cursed her out.

I think it's all silly but they both take everything to heart. They'll be besties again tomorrow.

I was never super close with Nepta, we have French together and I sometimes talk with her when we're with Michael. But i've never made an effort to talk with her alone. I think it's best to keep it that way for my sake. It just hurts.

Michael began to tap the nail polish against her palm then she started painting my nails with the dark glittery color. Not gonna lie, it does suit me.

"You have such pretty nails by the way." Mike complimented out of the blue.

"Thanks." I tried not to blush.

"After this wanna watch Scream?"

"Of course, can't turn down seeing Billy Loomis."

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"Still best movie hands down, even though i've seen it a crap ton of times." Michael joked.

"Yeah, my comfort film at this point." I chuckled.

"You need help." Mike sarcastically patted my shoulder.

We had been laying down next to each other in bed, even after the movie ended.

It was pretty quiet now and I didn't know what to do next. I always like to have things planned out but with Mike I try to let things come naturally.

"It's pretty dark out, wanna watch the stars?" I thought of something quick.

"Not much of a stargazer but sure why not."

I slid of her bed and we walked out towards the backyard. The grass against my socks felt comforting and then I laid my back against it.

I could see Mike was a little confused but nevertheless repeated my actions.

"So we just stare at the stars?" Mike asked rather confusingly.

"Well yeah but don't you see how beautiful the might sky looks?" I reached a hand up and pointed towards it.

"Just look at all the many pretty dots covering the dark sky. It's beautiful isn't it? I don't know, just looking at it and listening to the crickets as they make their sounds and laying next to my best friend is kinda soothing." There was a long pause once I finished rambling about the nightsky.

I slowly turned my head to look at Michael then found him looking at me with those sweet, honey brown eyes.

It was hard not to maintain eye contact, I mean all i wanted to do was stay lost in the wondrous galaxy she held in those beautiful orbs. Heck, more beautiful than the night sky even.

Maybe I shouldn't stare too much though, it might come off as weird. But we're super close friends...a little intense staring contest won't hurt.

It was all starting to feel like too much. Too much for me to handle. I had to do something. Must make some sort of move. I'll run away and pretend this never happened if things go wrong.

I held myself steady up on my elbows then hesitantly leaned in towards Mike's face. Michael wasn't doing anything so I just continued.

Once I felt like the space between us was small enough, I pressed my lips against her soft ones and gave her a sweet kiss.