If only...

I turned around to face my long time best friends Sasha and Charisse. We were currently chilling out at Sasha's house for the weekend. Being from a wealthy background, she gets everything she wants, from brands to boys, there's nothing she can't have. How unlike me...

"Sis! Dinner's ready!" A holler came from below.

That was Will, Sasha's brother. Have I mentioned how hot he was? The rock-hard abs, model-like body, intelligent brain, caring... Need I continue?

"Rena, you coming?" Sasha called out to me, snapping me out of my daydream.

"Sure." I replied.

Years ago...

I paced in front of our porch, anxiously waiting for Mother to come up with my punishment. She had reiterated time and again that bed times meant that I had to be in bed.

Earlier in the night, I had sneaked out to play with Sasha. She had moved next door two years ago and ever since then, we had been inseparable. With her came her hunk of a brother. He was Will, the finest specimen of men I have ever seen. Being four years our senior, we were just babies to him.

"Rena, come in," Mother announced, as if already stating the price I had to pay.

Too nervous for words, I placed my hand on the doorknob and twisted open the door. My eyes were glued to the floor, not ready to see the disappointment written on Mother's face.

Returning to reality, I made my way down the stairs and peeked from behind Sasha to see Will laying out the cutleries. Then, I smiled.

If only one day I grew model-like, turn successful, I might tell him... "I love you." And he will reply by saying "Me too."