I wondered who started running faster first. I wasn’t sure. But we were racing. As we were, I wondered about how this had all happened, was I truly running with the most unattainable guy in school? Could this truly be happening? I was sprinting so hard, determined to show him I was worthy of his good opinion. I could be fast. I could be as fast as him.
I ran, the rain pelting down on my face.

Running.

Running.

Running.

Boom

Thunder. I started running faster. Not because I was afraid of the storm, but because I felt a jilt of energy shoot through me as the boom shuddered through my chest like the bass on a rap song. He sped up too.

I don’t know who stopped first. I don’t know who collapsed first. But we were about a block from the school when we both fell to the ground by a yellow house, panting heavily.
Suddenly, for no particular reason, I started giggling. I felt like a total moron, but I just couldn’t hold it in. I was so happy. He grinned at me, and suddenly he was laughing too.