What Are You Afraid Of?

II

Phineas pov:

The wheels scratched against the hard pavement, feeling the sun gazed over my face. "Man, that's crazy. Maybe he has some hot daughter" Norman, my weird friend randomly spoke up. I don't even know I'm still friends with him.
"Ew what the actual fuck man. This isn't some teen romance."
"Alright, alright fine, buuuuuuut would she still be up for grabs? Y'know, if she's actually hot"
"I don't know." Which meant no fucking way. Mom would have my head for setting her up with random dudes.
"Yoo!" He exclaimed excitedly, whatever the actual hell his excited for. We were approaching his place, A white painted tiny town house in the suburbs. "I gotta go man, my grandma's making dinner early today."
"Huh, why?" I replied quite quickly.
"My cousin's are over right now."
"Wait really? Is um.."
"Sonya over? Yep why? Gonna confess to her tonight or wait, type out some long text message and never actually send it."
"Fuck off"

He laughed putting his skateboard in his underarm "See ya man." He left inside. To be fair he was right...God, Sonya. My crush since freshman year. The first time I meant her and let's be real here. She doesn't even live in Orlando. She's from somewhere in Delaware. She's perfect. Her silky espresso shaded hair yet somehow she always manages to make it look effortless and those eyes... Her eyes were some periwinkle blue, whatever the fuck periwinkle actually is with a soft tint of green, filled with a warmth. Her freckled light skin which always glows in the sun. Honestly it's indescribable.

And her name rolls off my tongue like some weird caramel like toffee. Sonya, Sonya, Sonya, Sonya, Sony-. "Oh shit" my eyes  widen as I stare at the back of the trailer, looks like one of the wheels slipped on some small pebble or worse...what joy. My face collids into the dunted metal, ouch.