CIERA'S POV
I don’t know if he knew, but in that moment, I wanted him to kiss me. More than I’d ever wanted anything before. He’d lasted through meeting my mother—and impressing her—without deciding to ditch me at the side of the road. I was intrigued about kissing him before, but then I really had wanted to.
“So,” he stated, his voice a little shaky. “I’m just warning you, my friends are… Well… they’re not exactly ‘accepting.’ They’re not like your friends. They might not be ready for us to just...” I waved him off.
“Caleb… It’s fine. I can handle your friends.” I smiled, and hopefully it wasn’t obvious I was extremely nervous. Shakily, I rested my hand next to his on the center consul. Our fingers were brushing against each other’s. As we turned onto Fifteenth Street, the street our school was on, he moved his fingers. They interlocked with mine. I blushed and looked out the window, which is what I’m guessing he would do if he weren’t driving. We pulled into a parking spot and sat there for a moment.
“We’re really going to do this?” He asked after a while. I understood he was nervous when I looked at him. His brows were furrowed with anxiety, and he was biting his lip slightly, which, to be honest, was kind of attractive. His eyes bored into mine, and I stared intently back.
“What do we have to loose?” I asked.
“What if…” He trailed off. “What if your friends don’t approve? What if my friends don’t approve?” He stated, nervously running his thumb over my knuckles as he had taken my hand in his.
“Caleb, it’s homecoming,” I began, though I felt the same way. “Not a wedding.” His face relaxed slightly and he shook my hand gently. After another moment, he hopped out of the car and ran to the other side. Upon opening it, he gestured openly, moving his hand toward the school. I blushed and stepped out, moving away from the door as he closed it. He reached for my hand once more as we walked toward the school. Hopefully this night would be nice.
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Caleb
Teen FictionThis is the story between two juveniles. A girl, Ciera, falls for a jock. Yes, it sounds EXTREMELY cliche. But if you read, you might find that it captures your heart in a way I never dreamed any of my work would.
