It felt so cliche to be lusting after my best friend’s older brother, but I did.
Brenden was gorgeous in a punk rock way. He had tattoos, shaggy dark hair, and amazing green eyes. He was thin, but had great arms that I would kill to have on me.
One day, after school, me and my best friend Kayla went back to her house, which was several blocks away from mine.
“Morgan! Did you grab my history book?” Kayla asked me.
I shook my head slowly, knowing that after school, by her locker, she asked me to grab her history book because she had an exam after the weekend.
She sighed and replied, “I’ll run back, you can chill here and grab something to eat. Later!”
Quickly she ran out the door with her short, straight brown hair trailing behind her.
I sat down and opened the fridge and grabbed an energy drink when I heard Brenden walking down the stairs.
“Kayla? Kayla!”, he yelled.
Once I closed the fridge door, our eyes met.
“Umm sorry, she just left to run back to school, she forgot a book.” I said.
“Oh, hey Morgan. You’re just hanging out here until she gets back?” he asked.
“Mmhm”, I said, nodding my head.
“If you want, you can come up here and listen to some music. Good music, not the pop shit you’re used to”, he said, laughing.
I looked around nervously. He was nineteen and just graduated and I was just a freshman in high school. I was excited and scared all at the same time. My heart was racing, but still I nodded and followed him up the stairs. As I walked behind him I was trying envision how I looked. I was still in my school uniform: boring green, blue, and black plaid wool skirt, white semi-low cut dressy tank top, my hair was wavy, almost curly, loose, and blonde.
Once I reached his room he turned around, double clicked on his computer, and started the music. He sat on his bed, and I looked for possible places to sit, but there were none. I walked slowly over to the bed and sat down to the left of him. He smiled a little and layed down on the bed, so for some reason I did the same. I tried to channel out all the crazy thoughts running through my head when I heard a stomach growl.
I glanced over at him and said “whoa, was that you?”
He laughed and nodded, then said “I’m hungry, dude.”
I layed my head on his chest and laughed, and rest my hand on his stomach. We layed like that until I heard Kayla slam the door.
I sat up and smiled as I heard Kayla shuffling around downstairs.
I decided to leave Brenden alone and go back to my friend before I screwed something up.
I walked out of the room and pretended to come out of the bathroom and quickly ran down the stairs.

“It’s going to be such a late night now, I just wasted an hour!” Kayla whined.
“I could spend the night, if you want” I replied.
Kayla’s eyes lit up and she shook her head enthusiastically.
“I’ll run home and grab some clothes,” I said.
“HURRY, Morgan!” she yelled.
So I turned around and walked out her front door.

I actually ran all the way home, not out of excitement for studying, but for Brenden. Kayla’s parents were out of town and left Brenden in charge, which meant by the time I got back there would be pizza and music blasting. Once I got to my room I looked in my mirror. I was still tanned from laying in the sun all summer. My hair was a shiny blonde, and my waves were perfectly messy.