She is Love

Chapter One

Copyright  © 2012 MaddStarFishh

All Rights Reserved.

Chapter One:

"You are such a flirt, Farah." Justin, my brother's best friend whispered in my ear.

"Shut up, Percy Jackson is speaking." I told him, pointing at the movie that was on, but I was barely watching. He smirked, and got up from the couch we were sitting in. He headed upstairs, toward my brother's room. I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a coke from the refrigerator.

My best friend, Kyle, sat at the dining room table; his homework splayed all over it. I looked at the clock on my microwave. It was three in the morning, and somehow I was still wide awake. I walked over to Kyle and stood behind him, looking over his shoulder.

"So, you've been at this for a really long time. Are you sleepy? I bet Kyle wants a sip of my coke, don't you want at least a sip?" I asked him, dangling the bottle in front of his face. He looked up at me and smiled, taking my coke from my hands. I sat in the chair that was beside him. "Thanks, Farah May." He sang, looking at me. I laughed and shrugged. His bright green eyes still were staring into mine.

I've been best friends with Kyle since we were eight. He's just always been there when I needed him the most and I love him for that. He's the only guy that I really care about in my life.

Then my iPod randomly went off screaming out the song Glad You Came by The Wanted. Well, I guess that means it's time to dance! I grabbed Kyle, and we idiotically started dancing right there, in my dining room. His hands reached for mine and he pulled me to him. Then the song turned to a Dubstep song, and we were dancing once again.

Jumping up and down, dropping to the floor, and banging our heads to the music. I raised my hands above my head, and Kyle grabbed the rim of my sweat pants, and pulled me to him. I flipped my hair out of the way, where he could see my face. When I did so, I stuck my tongue out, and swayed my hips a little. He laughed, and pushed me away teasingly. We are idiots, is all I could think of. Then the music stopped, and I was exhausted. He looked sad and said, "I'm worn out now." 

"I guess you're just going to have to sleep over since its now almost four in the morning" I said, turning once again to look at the microwave clock. 

"Okay." Kyle responded saying, closing his textbook, and following me up the stairway. When we got into my room, I jumped unto my bed and crawled under my orange comforter. Orange is my favorite color, and I just love it. Kyle flipped off the switch, and climbed into my bed and saying, "Goodnight, Farah. Love you." He kissed my forehead.

"Night, love you too." I smiled, scooting myself toward him. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me to him. This isn't new or nothing since we've been staying the night since we were little. And we're not dating, we're just really good best friends and know everything about each other. And I mean everything. I smiled to myself, and fell asleep in his embrace.

                                                                           ***

 "Hey, Wake up, Farah. You snore." I heard someone say, and opened my eyes to see Justin above me.

"Shut up, I do not. Now get your ugly face away from my eye-sight view, Justin." I told him, rolling over and shutting my eyes.

Then I realized Kyle wasn't there anymore. Before I had a chance to ask Justin, I heard the door slam, and footsteps going down the stairs. I sighed, and got out of bed.

When I went to the mirror, and looked at myself, I was a mess. My hair was all crazy looking. Then I heard a laugh, and turned my direction to my bedroom door. Kyle was there, in a red pair of sweatpants. He was leaning against my door frame, smiling. His perfect white straight teeth were gleaming at me. I sighed, and pick up my brush from the dresser. Brushing through my wild blonde hair, I watched Kyle stride across my bedroom and lay on my bed.

"I bet you just realized your bed just got one-hundred percent sexier right now." He said, smirking.

I giggled, and mumbled, "Whatever, Kyle," walking toward my bathroom to change.

I put on an orange tank top, and black skinny jeans. I heard music blaring from my room, so I opened my bathroom door and creaked a peek. Kyle put on You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift. Gosh, I love this song. He was hanging upside down on my bed, with some earphones in even though music was already screaming through my iPod speakers. Silly boy!

I walked over to him and ran my hands through his brown gorgeous hair. He opened his eyes seeing it was me, and closed them again. I grabbed his arms, and dragged him off my bed. He saved himself from falling unto the floor with his hands. I laughed, and ran down the stairs. I could hear him coming after me, and I almost ran into the couch. Luckily I jumped right over it without stumbling. Years of practicing, Baby! I squealed as I was lifted off the floor and spun around. Then he threw me unto the couch and started tickling me like crazy.

I was giggling by now, and screaming for him to stop. Once he did, I heard my brother, Trace, voice come from the kitchen.

"So, if you keep that up, she'll end up pregnant, and I would have to kick your ass, Kyle." I looked up and Justin was standing beside him.

"You know, from how they act, I would think that they're together or something. But no." Justin added. I rolled my eyes, and Kyle helped me up from the couch. He winked and I stuck my tongue out childishly.

"Once again you guys, SHUT THE HECK UP!" I screamed.

_____

Please

Vote,

Comment,

and

 Fan Me

or

Whatever. :)