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"Cause I know that it's delicate"
We got back from the store and from our long conversation about our love lives. I had finally figured out what I wanted, and boy I would get it.
I know that the whole situation was delicate, but I knew that now I have support from my best friends. I didn't know what would happen, but I just have to go where the moment takes me. Go with the flow, or whatever. This time I couldn't have a plan, because I didn't know anything about how I would confess. Anything.
Angie, Ava, and I all got into our cute summer dresses. I got into the cute one I bought at the store the one day. I had no idea where the boys were at all, and tried to focus on the day I was going to have.
Their dad made hotdogs as us girls sat in the backyard and ate. The boys grabbed the hotdogs and went off somewhere. The parents sat on the porch and enjoyed each other's presence.
Us girls started blasting music and dancing as we drank lemonade and waited for it to get dark, or for me, to find Mason. We just danced and played with sparklers while their dad made us root beer floats.
After finishing the floats and eating it quickly, we played corn hole and all types of outdoor games. After a while of this, we just dipped our feet in the pool as we waited for it to be dark.
We just talked and relaxed, but I just couldn't. My heart was racing, waiting to find Mason and tell him how I feel. It was racing to see if he even liked me. It was racing to see how this would affect everything.
I began breathing heavily and getting really nervous. I was beginning to think about not doing it. Not confessing how I feel. Maybe I could just apologize, ignore my feelings, and pretend like I don't like him. Break it all off with him and move on. Strawberry jam it.
"I just don't know" I blurt out to my friends as we sit by the pool, I overthink.
"What? What do you mean" Ava says nervously.
"I'm just really scared. What if I'm wrong about it all" I say freaked out.
"Don't stress" Ava tells me.
"Brina, it's going to be okay. Breathe with me" Angie says as we begin breathing exercises.
"Now you don't have to if you don't want to" Ava tells me.
"I want to, I really do" I tell them. "I'm just thinking about what could happen. All that could go wrong. It could all go wrong."
