In Love With My Best Friend
Copyright 2012 by Yaritza Garcia
I’m sitting on the bus next to my best friend, Gerard, and my palms are sweating. I’ve known him for two years, and he’s my best friend in the whole world. I’m usually relaxed around him, and I love goofing off with him. Today is different, though. You see, I’ve had a huge crush on Gerard for months now. To be honest, I’m in love with him. Head over heels. I’m extra nervous today because I’ve decided I need to tell him.
I know what you’re thinking: bad idea! This never works! But if you’ve ever been in my situation, you know how complicated this can be. He comes to me for advice about everything. And I mean everything. I have to hear him talk about the girls he likes. Girls which, by the way, I think are completely wrong for him! I just can’t take it anymore.
I’ve picked today because we’re on a field trip with our art class, so we’ll get a little more privacy during lunch (as opposed to the crowded school cafeteria). That’s when I’ll let him know my feelings.
Gerard stares out the window as the bus drives down the interstate. He’s wearing a loose fitting knitted cap, a faded Nirvana t-shirt, and brand new jeans. He catches me checking him out.
“I know, they’re too perfect. But I can’t bring myself to buy jeans with holes already in them”, he says to me. I laugh. He has a point.