Staccato Bursts

Part Fourteen: My Spirit Week

"Kim?"

"Kim?!"

"Hey! Kim!"

Candy was screaming at me as she was driving Jade and I to school the next morning. I wasn't responding to her because I was too busy daydreaming about what happened the night before. It wasn't the first time I've zoned off, either. In less than twenty-four hours, I've managed to think about the kiss and only the kiss for thousands of times.

"Oh. Sorry. I'm feeling a little sleepy. What was it?", I said.

"Geez, it's like you're not even with us. What are you smiling about?", she asked.

I immediately snapped out of it because even I didn't realize that I was smiling. I composed myself and cleared my throat.

"Nothing.", I lied.

I wanted to tell my friends about what happened, but no, this moment was mine to keep. I wanted to be selfish about it because I had the right to. I wanted it to be my special little secret. Maybe just for now.

As Candy and Jade went back to talking about school, parties, or whatever, I couldn't help but daydream about it again. It was replaying again and again in my head. I could still feel how he held me, I could still smell the rain from that night at the garden, and I could still taste him and memorize every stroke of movement he made. I know it wasn't supposed to be a big deal- it wasn't my first kiss ever, but it felt like it. I replayed the conversation we had before we kissed. The little five-minute game we had and just how much the world changed for me in those five minutes. I couldn't help but think of more than just the kiss. What if Dave asked me to be his girlfriend? What if one day we got married and harmoniously lived in a house with our cats and dogs? What if we would grow old together and we'd sit on the porch, drink coffee, and yell at the neighbor's kids playing on our front yard?

I shrugged. This is stupid, Kim. My eyes widened because I realized how girly and obnoxious my thoughts were eventhough I was just keeping them to myself. So Dave kissed me. It was nice, sweet, and everything I dreamed of, but now what? What do I do now? Did it mean we were boyfriend and girlfriend? Was it just a friendly kiss? Is there even such thing as a friendly kiss? Was it a means of confession? Shit.

"Kim. Hey!", Candy waved her hand in front of my face.

"Wha- What?", I said.

"You blacked out again. Are you sure you're okay?", Jade poked me raised her eyebrow.

"I'm fine. What were we talking about again?", I sighed.

I looked around and the school was already in sight and we were about to pull over in the parking lot. I could see banners and cheery students everywhere.

"What do you think of this?", Candy asked me while holding up a cropped version of their cheerleading uniform.

"What the hell?", I said.

I gave the school building another look and saw a banner saying "Spirit Week". I guess that explained the different ambiance. When Candy parked her car, I saw other cars painted with the words "Go Seniors" and "Juniors FTW". Spirit Week, by the way, isn't a real school event, in my opinion. It's just a whole week wherein students from each class had to make fundraisers for the upcoming Winter Gala (the pre-Christmas event which consists of a dinner party, a pageant, and the seasonal game). I know right? An event for another event? Anyway, the class which raises the most funds gets to organize and basically plan the whole Winter Blast- and, well, be the so-called winner of the Spirit Week. Not much of a privelege considering the amount of work but for some reason, everyone wants to win. The rest of the funds from the non-winning classes are given to the Christmas Charity Program that the school organizes.