-----Dwight---
Like any other student in the whole wide world, I love weekends. No classes to rack your brain. No bullies to ruin your day. You could wake up in the morning as late as you want and you can go wherever you want. Oh crap! Erase the wake up in the morning late part. I woke up early because I’m excited about the picnic that Brietta and I will be going to. For that, we will need a peaceful place, and I just have the perfect location for it. I know that she’ll love it there. So, feeling too excited, I went early to her house.
And to tell you frankly, my day was complete even before evening came. The very thought that I am now with the company of my best friend sitting on the passenger’s seat makes me jump and shout for joy. There was never a dull moment when I’m with her. The way that she smiles can brighten up my day even in the darkest of times. I don’t know how she got that kind of magic within her. It’s as if when you meet her even for the very first time, you can do nothing but to like her. Everything about her is just so beautiful and perfect, inside and out. Thinking about that makes me feel like the luckiest friend in the world.
We drove in comfortable silence listening to random songs, new and old. The song When I’m With You by Faber Drive suddenly filled the car. I listened intently to the song, seeping in the message that it conveys. This is one of my favorite songs because it tells exactly the way that I feel when I’m around Brie, especially on the chorus part. Even though I only kiss her on the cheeks when given the chance. No malice, just a friendly kiss. Really. And there are also butterflies that flutter in my stomach when I do that. I don’t’ know why. Maybe I’ll find out one day but not for now. I also call her baby sometimes just to annoy her. She doesn’t want to be called “baby” because according to her, she’s already grown up. Yeah! That’s how mature she thinks she is. Acting like an old adult. I waited for the chorus and I started to sing:
“When I’m with you
I’ll make every second count ‘cause I miss you
Whenever you’re not around
When I kiss you
I still get butterflies years from now
I’ll make every second count.”
I fought the urge to close my eyes and feel the song because if I do, we would probably find ourselves mounted on a stretcher by now. “Whatev…….” My singing came to a halt when out of the blue someone laughed beside me. Oh crap! Was I so engrossed with my singing to have to forget that I have a companion inside my car? I risked glancing to my side to see my best friend laughing her heart out at me. Her green eyes were even sparkling because of the tears that were starting to develop from her eyes. She looked so adorable and cute in her current state that it took all my willpower to return my concentration back to the road feeling the embarrassment creeping through my veins.
Clap!Clap!Clap! “Wow!! That was so insane!! Hanging out with you will probably make me deaf.” She said between laughs. Tapping me hard on the shoulder which might have been a major risk considering that I am currently driving.
“Yeah! And hanging out with you will probably make me die of embarrassment and annoyance or worse: a car accident.”
“Sorry?? I didn’t catch that?” she prodded on. A playful smirk emanating from her lips. I had enough! I started to sing again, this time more louder and worse. Exaggerating my voice, I let myself sing
“Passenger’s Seat”. Every time Brietta has something to say, I would make my voice even louder so as not to give her a chance to talk and humiliate me again. After the song, we continued to annoy each other even more that it was a miracle for us to even survive for an hour without colliding with other cars.
