My name is Kyle Silva. I have been in love with my best friend Briana since 6th grade. We have been best friends since forever. She was my first friend. We did everything together and we still do. I never thought of her the way I think of her now.
She was just my best friend until she kissed me in 6th grade. I didn't even know why she kisssed me, but I loved it. She was the first person I kissed. I thought she liked me at first but then she told me it was a dare. I knew she was a daredevil, so I just ignored it because it was a dare.
But I found myself thinking about it more and more. I couldn't stop thinking about that kiss. I thought it was probably because it was my first kiss and I had never felt anything like that before, but then I noticed I started to think about her and not just the kiss. I was sort of mezmorized by her and I still kind of am. She is beautiful and talented and she is everything I have ever wanted. Too bad she is still hung up on her ex-boyfriend, Sean Fields.
He broke her heart and she still wants him back. Like are you freaking kidding me? Briana is smarter than this but she can't see that he has never loved her and he never will because he is still hung up on his ex-girlfriend. Well, he was hung up on his ex.
Sean is dating his ex-girlfriend Courtney again. That's why Briana got dumped. Sean broke up with Briana for Coutney. He doesn't deserver her. I know basically everthing about Briana. Just then I stopped thinking about that when Briana started talking.
"Oh my god. I had the best dream but it was kind of a bad dream and I wish it was real but I know it's not going to come true. I think it was kind of weird but in a good way but I mean, good as in bad and I mean bad as in good. Anyways I wish it was real and it was kind of crazy but I liked it and it's obviously not going to happen but I just-" I cut her off.
she wasn't even saying what happened in the dream. She was kind of crazy... not the dream. But that's one of the many things i love about her. Anyways, it's whatever. She doesn't like me..
"Bri! what happened in the dream? You're starting to make me think you're going crazy." I said.
"I'm not going crazy silly, I am crazy. Come on, seriously now. You have known me since preschool. In kindergarten I tried to cut off a girl's hair with my safety scissors. Not so safe if you ask me. 3rd grade this girl got me mad and I almost threw a desk at her, but the teacher stopped me."
"What did she even do to get you mad?" I said as I laughed.
"I actually don't know." she laughed. "and then in 5th grade i took the classroom stapler and i opened it. I made staples go flying across the classroom."
"What was the purpose of that?" I asked, still laughing.
"Lucy dared me."
"That explains it. But, what was your dream about?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot that's what started this whole conversation. So in my dream I was on stage and I was so nervous because I still had stage fright. The crowd was huge but then I saw you and I knew I could start singing. Whenever I looked up from the piano I only looked at you. I couldn't look at the crowd but I was glad to have you there." She started smiling. Just seeing her smile made smile.
"Maybe you could do that to help you get over stage fright. I could be there with you to help you not notice the crowd. You could be famous."
"No. It was just a dream, it's not actually going to happen. But thanks for trying to make my dream come true."
"Why don't you have faith in yourself? I have faith in you."
"Thank you, but it's probably not going to happen. It was a really good dream and that's all it honestly was, a dream. It's whatever." just then her smile faded and I could tell it wasn't because of the conversation we were having.
"What's wrong Bri?"
"Nothing. Just thinking about Sean and one of our conversations. They were sort of like this conversation. I miss him." She said with a frown and sighed.
"Why do you still like him? Why do you even care about him? He did nothing but hurt you. He doesn't deserve you. You are my best friend, I don't want you to make the wrong decision and the wrong decision is liking him after he hurt you."
"Why do you care if I still like him? It's not like you're the one that used to date him!"
"I care because I hate seeing my best friend hurt! You were just smiling and because of him you stopped! I can tell you're hurt and I hate it! I care because if it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be in as much pain as you are now! I care because no matter how much you like him, I don't want you to think about him because I know you'll just get hurt again!" People were staring but I didn't care. Right now i was so freaking mad.
"I didn't think of it like that. But I still like him and there is nothing you can do about that. Can you at least try to understand what I am going through?" She asked me and it was so hard to say no.
"I guess I can try but I am just saying I don't think this will end well with you and him."
"At least you are trying and besides we might not ever go out again and eventually I will get over him."
"Ok fine. I'm glad this didn't become a huge thing because I was starting to wonder if I was going to have to return the airline tickets I bought for me and you for your birthday." she got a huge smile on her face and I was happy again.
"Where are you taking me? Are our families going too?"
"Nope just me and you. I talked your parents into letting me take you and my parents were hesitant but they trusted me enough to let me take you. So it will just be me and you in a state, I am not saying where yet, but we will be there for at least a week. Most likely longer than a week because it's in the summer and we won't have any school and my parents talked to yours about letting us rent a place and stay there for maybe even half the summer."
"You are the bestest best friend ever."
"Bestest? That's not even a word."
"It is in my dictionary. Anyways when are you going to tell me where we are going for my birthday?"
"I'll tell you at lunch." just then I heard stop requested and knew it was time to get off the bus. We have one class until lunch since we already missed our first two classes.
"Great, more school to go to." She said as we were getting off the bus.
"Just be happy there's only 3 more days left."
"Yeah but the teachers still make us learn and do work and stuff. I hate school."
"Well suck it up. We still have 2 more years to go."
"Ugh!" I started laughing because after she said that, we walked in the main doors to the school.
