kiss me under the milky twilight

Prolouge

"No, Sarah," I turned to look at her as she sat slouched on my chair. "I'm only going to take off my braces."

"Just for a party?!" She looked at me bewildered. "You must be insane! Why?"

I looked at myself in the mirror. My brown eyes corresponded with my brown hair. My face finally clear this summer after having struggled with acne for 5 years. I was finally happy with myself. I wore glasses that made me a dork but the brains made me a nerd.

"No! My orthodontist said it was time."

"Oh. By the way when is James coming?"

Picking up my phone I checked the time. "He said he was going to be here in 10 minutes, but it's been 15."

"Typical James always late."

"Typical James always fashionably late!" James popped out of nowhere and strolled into my room and plopped down on my bed.

"Eww take off your shoes!"

"Hold up woman!"

"You know I hate it when you call me woman." I looked at him with a frown.

"Well, I gotta go. Text me!" Sarah got off from the chair and came over to gave me a hug.

"Bye!" James and I said simultaneously.

As Sarah closed my bedroom door on her way out, she sent me a wink.

"So, you going to the party?" James asked.

"Yeah, and you're taking me."

"So I'm your date?"

"Sure whatever helps you sleep." I laughed.

He gave me his signature smirk that most girls swoon over. I honestly didn't know why he hung out with me. He could've been friends with any of the popular kids. He's on the varsity soccer and football team, he doesn't even have a girlfriend! Whoever if he is waiting for someone is one lucky woman. But I couldn't imagine him and I not being friends. We are neighbors and have been best friends since I moved in around 3rd grade.

Walking over to my bed where he was laying while texting someone. I took his shoes off.

"You make me do this everytime." I said.

"I don't ask you to." He spoke back defensively.

"You take too long." I snapped back playfully. He gave me a sheepish grin and reached for me as I threw his shoes on the ground. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he whispered. "Germaphobe."

"Am not!" I turned around to face him and slapped his chest. His chest was harder than I had imagined and my hand had to face the consequences.

"You can't hit these bad boys." James said as he lifted up his shirt and showed his abs to me.

I turned away as my cheeks gained a rose color that would last for a while.

"I love it when your cheeks are so pink. You're so adorable." He said as his arms were wrapped around my waist.