On Her Way

Story Three -

I stared at my computer screen with a blank expression. 

How do I start a story? A love story? I've never even experienced it. 

"Pick up your phone, Ariel. It's Noah." I twirled around in my chair and stared at my room. 

"Pick up your phone, Ariel. It's Noah." 

Standing up, I searched beside my bed and under it. I stood up with a sigh. 

"Pick up your phone, Ariel. It's Noah-" 

"Hello?" I answered, grabbing my phone that was laying on my pillow.

"Hey! Do you have any plans tonight?" He asked. I laughed.

"Are you kidding? Of course not."

"Good, I need a date."

I took my phone away from my ear for a second and stared at it.

"Hello Ari, you there?" He asked. I put it back up to my ear.

"You need a date? And your asking me?" 

"Well, we are supposed to be best friends. I was kind of hoping that you would help me out here." 

I sighed. 

"Noah, I haven't heard from you in days." I said softly. 

"It's because of high school! We don't have any classes together and Mallory is always taking me to some expensive place to flaunt our relationship." He said. I could imagine him flinching when he said the last part of the sentence. 

"You could have called." I shot back, "And why aren't you taking Mallory now?" 

"We- I broke up with her." He answered. I closed my eyes and breath. 

"Pick me up in ten minutes." 

-

I looked in the mirror and my pale green eyes stared back at me.

What if this was too much? I dressed in boat shorts with a tucked in t-shirt. My soft black hair splayed over my shoulders. 

"Whoa, you look-" I screamed and turned around. 

"Jeez Noah." I said, laughing. "You scared the hell out of me!" 

He grinned and hugged me tightly.

"It's been a while, huh?" I asked, hugging him back just as tightly. I put my head on his shoulder and he gripped my waist tighter.

"Noah, what are you- Noah!" I yelped as he lifted me into the air and spun me around. 

I held on for dear life until he set me on the ground again with a smirk on his face. 

"You can't just go and do that!" I said. "You just broke up with your girlfriend!" 

He rolled his eyes and tugged on my hand, pulling me closer.

"Come on Ariel, your my best friend. I wouldn't hurt you."

And I knew that. This whole thing just seemed a bit suspicious.

"So whats up with this whole date thing?" I asked. He kept hold of my hand until we got into his car.

"Actually," He started uneasily, "It's a double date."

I gave him a look and released a frustrated sigh.

"With who?" I asked in a calm voice, leaning my head back. He pulled out of my drive way and took a left.

"With who?" I asked again. He glanced at me before turning back to the road.