Splash

6 • in which serena meets a guy

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I felt like I was floating on Cloud 9.

Okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration.

Still, I felt so...blissful. I felt almost giddy. Something about spending the night talking to Myles make me blush like a lovestruck schoolgirl and my heart rate pick up and never slow down. He was just so sweet, such a great listener, so funny, so genuinely interested in what I had to say. Not to mention the fact that he was insanely hot.

I definitely had a little bit of a crush on Myles Rickard.

Riley and Bree pounced as soon as we were outside the house. "Oh my gosh, Serena, I knew it! I knew you liked Myles!" Bree squealed. Riley looked at me with a thoughtful expression. "I haven't seen Myles that happy in ages," she noted. Bree nodded her head in agreement, then started going on about how we would make the cutest babies.

Riley's words left me curious, though. Myles seemed like such a happy-go-lucky, easygoing guy. I couldn't picture him angry or upset. It just didn't fit. I made a mental note to observe his mood more carefully the next time I saw him with his friends.

By the time we got to Riley's house, which was a 15 minute drive away, it was 1:30 in the morning. While Riley was setting up the extra mattress in her room, Bree and I sat perched on her bed, talking about random things, which led to boys, which evidently led to the topic of Myles.

"So, what did you think? Is he your type?" Bree quizzed me. I could only blush in response before she squealed in excitement and started rambling. "Aw, you really do like him! You guys would be so cute together! I need to set this up, I'll talk to him tomorrow, and maybe I'll--"

"Bree!" Riley practically shouted to get her to stop talking. "I think Serena and Myles need their own time. They clearly like each other and having someone try to force them together before they're ready could be disastrous," she explained wisely. Bree sighed in defeat. "You take away all my fun," she whined. I, however, sighed in relief. Thank God for Riley's sense. I need my own time to figure out my feelings. Do I want to pursue a relationship with Myles? He seems like such a fun guy and I think he might kinda like me, but he's emotionally so not ready if he still thinks he's in love with Riley. But I just feel this urge to be around him all the time. Is that bad? I wonder to myself.

I was lost in thought when Riley waved her hand in front of my face. "Huh?" I snapped out of my trance. "We're going to put on a movie, is The Notebook okay with you?" She laughed. I nodded my head. "Yeah, be right there," I promised. "Okay, don't spend too much time thinking about Myles," Riley winked at me before sauntering out of the room with a smug smile on her face.

I was in some deep shit.

• • •

"Is it too late now to say sorry!" Riley, Bree, and I belted out the words to Justin Bieber the next morning on our way to a late breakfast. We had stayed up almost all night last night crying over Titanic, munching on peanut m&m's and gossiping. I had missed a lot at the party while talking with Myles--apparently innocent little Natalie did a body shot off her boyfriend and Brooklyn hooked up with 2 different guys while dancing topless on a table. Yeah, things got weird last night.

The three of us were all dressed in leggings and oversized tees. I looked in the mirror at my messy bun and my giant Ugg slippers and prayed to God that I wouldn't see anyone I knew at the crowded cafe.

Which means I obviously had to see Myles there.

As soon as we walked in, Riley almost screamed. "Serena! Look who it is!" She sang. I held in a gasp and my eyes widened to the size of saucers. Myles was sitting at the exact table right next to the one the waitress was leading us. And let me tell you, he looked damn good for someone who was partying the previous night. His dark hair was perfectly messy, brown eyes sparkling with laughter at the guy in front of him, whose Ray-Bans and resting frown gave me the strong impression that he was hungover.