The Story of Us

It was a perfect moment. I loved the cool breeze that tickled my cheeks. I closed my eyes and tried to absorb the peace and perfection in the moment. I opened my eyes, looking at Sol. He was looking at me, a look of quiet awe on his face. I almost gasped again, because his expression was so. . . caring. "What?" I asked, running a hand through my hair. "Do I have a bee on me?" He laughed softly. "No. I just can't believe I have you as my best friend." I blushed. "Is that a good thing?" I asked. "Yeah. That's a good thing," He replied. Was he getting closer? Yes, he was. He was going to kiss me! His eyes closed the same moment mine widened. What the heck? Guy-and-girl best friends just don't kiss each other out of the blue, do they?" His face was so close to mine, I could practically feel his breath. I was scared. My first kiss would happen right here on my back deck. Then I thought, having Sol as my first kiss wouldn't be bad at all. It's better kiss your best guy friend than some guy you went on a blind date with, right? I closed my eyes as well. Our lips were about to meet. . . "Adri?" We jumped away from each other, looking behind us at Jaz who was standing in the doorway. She was holding a plastic cup. She looked between me and Sol, then held the cup towards me. "Can you get me a drink?"