"May I kiss your forehead, Crimson?" She doesn't recoil or say a word, so I press my lips gently against her forehead. It's a tender and fleeting moment, but it fills me with a warmth that I can't explain.
"Just because a relationship has an expirat...
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DREXEL GENESIS
I was on my way home after visiting Uncle Emmet when the shrill ringing of my phone resonates through the air.
"Hey Archer, what's up?" I ask, putting him on speaker.
"Hey. Where are you right now?" he asks me.
"I'm on the way home," I reply as I make a turn onto the main road.
"Where specifically?" he presses.
"Northwood Street."
"Are you driving Danny's spare car?"
"Yep. Why? "
"Hmm. Okay. Bye."
"Wha-Wait! Archer! Why did you call me?" I cut in, startled that he was so quick to hang up without explaining his reasons for calling.
"What? Can't I call my OWN best friend? Or am I not your best friend anymore now that- ugh."
I could tell that he was irritated and that he was itching to get off the phone due to his rushed words.
"Archer..." I drag out warningly.
I hear him give out a scoff through the speaker, but the words he mumbles next are clear as day; "At the end of the day, I am still his best friend. Flirty Flory or not, Archer the Ace is always the best."
I splutter laughs out of my mouth. "What did you just say?" I ask him as I try to catch my breath.
"Nothing," he growls into the phone. "You had better thank me, you stupid betrayer. Good luck, you will need it." Then with another angry huff, he hangs up.
I continue laughing to myself. Archer was definitely in a grouchy mood these days because I had 'gotten another best friend and forgotten the current one' – Archer's words, not mine.
Well, I only got help from Flory –she seemed the better choice when it comes to pick-up lines and whatnot and she was more than eager to help. Her overbearing personality led her to stay with me throughout the school while she shoved pickup lines down my throat. Archer had complained that there was no need for her since he had better pickup lines and plans to woo Crimson into accepting me.
But seeing that Flory's pickup lines had succeeded in bringing that red hue and smile into Crimson's face, I figured that Archer was bluffing.
"Archer, what have you done now?" I wonder to myself in confusion as I think about his abrupt phone call.
Shaking my head at his antics, I continue driving until I reach the colour lights. I stop the car when the light turns red and mindlessly look at the buzzing vehicles ahead, conjuring up my next plan to woo Crimson, who I undoubtedly know has feelings for me. She never complained about my advances.
