More Than Friends ~Chapter 1~

I stood quietly outside of my school. It was a warm Friday afternoon. Dozens of people rushed by, but he was the only one I saw. The sun was bright, the air warm. I felt great, but my heart was beating faster and faster as Vincent neared me. There were butterflies in my stomach, but a huge smile on my face.

Vincent smiled at me, when he stopped in front of me. The sun glistened off his sparkling green eyes. I loved the way they looked. His eyes were the only thing I concentrated on. Sometimes I would lose my thoughts while gazing into them.

An image of us two kissing popped into my head. I savored the moment, but then it disappeared. I wished it'd come back. Then I thought to myself how weird that was. I seemed to get images in my head like that a lot. I wasn't sure why though. Vincent was my best friend and I was his.

"Uh, Trinity?" Vincent questioned waving his hand playfully in front of my face. I dazed out of my thoughts and realized I was staring. "Oh, sorry. I was...thinking." I told him "You ready to leave or do you want to keep drooling on yourself?" he joked He laughed, and I laughed along with him. "I think I'm ready." I said waiting for him to lead.

He grabbed onto my arm and led me through the crowd of people. I could feel myself blush a little. When he drug me through, I felt weightless. I thought I might float away, if he were to let go of my arm. I kept close behind him, holding tight onto my book bag.

He led me over to his red sports car. He let go of my arm. I walked over to the passenger side and got in. The door slammed in behind me. Vincent had already gotten in and was putting the keys into the ignition and turned it. He was so close to me, that I could smell his axe. It smelled so good.

We were headed off to his house. I was going to stay the night with him. Me going to his house was usual. I'd been doing it since I was little. This time I felt a little nervous, since I'd been getting this weird feelings around him. But we were only friends.....right?