The creek looked so cold and motionless like it would never be warm again.
I was waiting for my bestfriend (and my crush) by the creek. We both lived in the country he was the closest neighbor i had.
“Hi Marie” said John
My palms started sweating, my heart was pounding, and i couldn’t think of what to say think, think you need to say something
“Oh hi John didn’t cya there.” i said with a sheepish smile “The creek looks so pretty this time of year. Almost magical.”
“Yea it is pretty.” he said grabbing my hand
My hand started sweating more and more I was thinking so many things they were racing through my mind. I looked down at our hands together.
“Is this okay?” He asked me nervously
“Yea its fine.” I said smiling sweetly