Kissing In Cars [ Vic Fuentes Fanic ]

Chapter 3 - Friday Night Lights

Cara's POV

I had been thinking a lot lately. Thinking about my past, about my dad, my mom, my grades, and mostly Vic. I couldn't deny that I felt something for him; maybe it was the way he looked at me, or the way he said my name. Something about him just attracted me to him. 

If only he felt the same way.

I really wasnt sure what he felt for me. I wasn't exactly an expert on boys, I didn't understand them. I've dated a few times before in high school but it had never meant anything. But what I felt for Vic... It was like a tiny spark that could start a wildfire in my veins, it was different. It felt real. Maybe he felt something for me too... Or maybe I was just another friend to him, If that.

I stared blankly at my computer. The week had dragged by slowly: no texts from Vic, and I was too nervous to contact him myself. Evelyn and I hadn't seen each other since Monday, and now it was Thursday. This paper was absolutely killing the both of us; I had only tonight to get a ten page paper written when I had nothing typed up. 

My stomach churned. 

I couldn't focus. I glanced at my phone once, twice, three times. The screen stayed dark. I bit my lip and reached for it, pulling up contacts and scrolling down to Vic. I  sat there staring at the contact for an estimated ten minutes, debating whether or not I should text him. Finally selected 'message' and tapped at the screen a bit.

Hi. :) -C

Before I could back out I pressed send and then launched the phone onto my bed.

Why would he even want to talk to me? He was probably groaning looking at his phone right now.

I silently prayed the screen stayed dark the rest of the night. 

Soon I went back to staring at the computer screen, hunched over my white desk in thought. What was courage? How do I explain courage? Courage is something you do, not write about. Wait...

My phone made a noise, pulling me out of my thought process with a groan of frustration. My only idea in four days and now it was gone. I slid my chair back, slowly moving toward my bed as if the message would disappear if I moved to quick. '1 new message: Vic' flashed across the screen. My pulse quickened as I picked up the phone and read the text.

Hey :) I've been meaning to text you all night. -V

He had been meaning to text me? I couldn't stop the stupid grin from spreading across my face. The fear seemed to wash out of my body as I messaged him back.

Haha, what's been stopping you? -C

Oh, you know... - V

And I did know. Nerves. Doubts. Everything that had been running through my mind for the past 4 hours.

Lack of courage.

Can't wait to see you tomorrow :) -C

I set my phone down on my desk and stared at my screen again. Courage was something I had just demonstrated, something I usually lacked but, because of Vic, I had embodied.

And suddenly I had it. I had the perfect paper, the perfect idea. I scrolled down to the bottom of the page and typed up three words, and three words only:

THIS IS COURAGE.

I printed out what might be the worst or best grade of my life, attached nine blank pages and my name, then climbed into bed.

Friday...

The next day, Evelyn slouched down next to me in Prof. Hanks' class and claimed she was running on all Monsters.