I love Dave. I always loved Dave. Ever since we were kids on the playground. We were best friends for quite a while. Then we became more than that. My friends could feel it, but my heart wasn't in it. I trusted them, and I trusted Dave. But Dave was always my best friend, and I felt that it should've stayed that way. Why didn't I just let it stay that way? I'm such an idiot.
"Ya know, are you into that Dave guy?" Natalie asked. Everybody at the table stared at me in concern. Their eyes just staring into my soul, reading it like a damn children's book.
"Nah, but him and I go way back though. All the way back to the sandbox." I said as I stared up into the ceiling in the cafeteria, reminiscing.
Good times.
"I remember when he gave me that Ring Pop at recess and proposed for me to marry him one day."
"Aww, what did you say?" Amy asked
"I mean of course I said yes. Cause I wanted that Ring Pop, and I got it without trading him for it."
Scoff at me all you want, but getting candy for free without having to trade anything was a big deal.
"You two should totally hook up." Kev smirked at me.
I gave him a look, smirked back.
"It doesn't work like that, Dave like a brother to me, he wouldn't try to go that route."
Besides, I already got Marah for that, almost.
Dave Edwards walked toward our lunch table.
"Dee! Hey!" Dave grinned..
"Dave, wassup bro!"
He hugged me and kissed my cheek.
"Man, I haven't seen you since 1st grade. Aww, man. You look.. really pretty."
Damn, how do I respond to that?I mean, is he flirting with me or no?
He did look really handsome.
"You too.. I mean, not pretty but, ya' know handsome."
I coughed at the silence. I wasn't expecting it to be this awkward.
"So how're you? How's life been?" Dave asked.
"Can't complain, really. Just finals. I mean, they suck. But otherwise, I'm really good." I said. That was true, I was happy, but I could've been happier.
I met Dave back in Seattle. But after the move, we kinda lost connection. It's so scary how life works.
I introduced Dave to all my friends, and they all shockingly liked him.
Dave went on to tell me about his major in music production.
That's really cool!
"Yeah, I just wanna spread messages through music. Too many trash people in the R&B business these days. They disrespect the craft, and I want to change that. Spread positive messages, feel me?" Dave was getting truly deep now. I stared up at the ceiling once again, reminiscing
"Not too surprised you got into the music industry, especially after you used to get down on that blacktop at recess!" I exclaimed.
"Hahaha... yeah.. and I'm also not too surprised myself that you became a lawyer after being the Playground Justice Court Judge in 5th grade. You was always so damn serious."
"Boy, stop. Pkayground Justice is a very respectable job, it's an honor."
Dave playfully punched me in the side of my arm and chuckled.
"DAMMIT.. CAN YOU TWO JUST HOOK UP ALREADY, Like DAMN!" Kev shouted.
Natalie kicked his leg under the table.
Dave was blushing so hard, his face was red as an apple. I'll admit, I looked down and blushed as well.
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I honestly was only half-listening. I was staring at his plush lips, casually staring up nodding my head and smiling, trying to make it look like I wasn't drooling. He cleaned up nice since 6th grade. He kinda fine, though. Marah is too, so that's not an excuse to..
Before I could even finish my thought, he kissed me, swiftly, suave as hell. He still had those moves from 6th grade. Then he said goodbye and ran to the end of the cafeteria, hitting the top of the wall as if he shot a basketball in the air. That was still the Dave I knew. I just sat there.. stunned.
I dunno anymore.
My friends just smirked at me. They were more happy than I was... not that I wasn't, I was just frazzled.
"I told you! I know that look. Both of you guys had it the whole time! Sometimes I know what I'm talking about you know." Kev uttered his version of "the 'I told you so' look.
I touched hand up to my lips, biting them. A part of me was happy that I actually kissed him, but I was so annoyed at the same time.
Hello world, I'm Dee Caulfield and I don't know what I want.
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