If We Could…

High school, one word that makes thousands of memories run through someone’s head. High school always seemed like a safe place, where we knew how everything would happen. At least it still seems that way, it’s like you have four years to hope certain things happen, and they usually do. Well, except for one thing…Spencer Carlin.

She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. With her blue eyes and blond hair, the smile that lights up a whole room. Her and I have been friends since 7^th grade…we have our little group of friends, with Aiden, Kyla (my sister), Brooke, Chad and Andrew…we’re juniors now, and it’s been obvious since freshmen year that I’ve liked Spencer.

I mean she says she doesn’t like me, but I know she does…there’s just the problem of her girlfriend Becca, it’s not even like they’ve been together long, I mean they’ve been dating like three weeks or something like that.

Becca can not stand me! I love it though, having someone think of me as a threat…

“so what’s up with you and Spencer?” Brooke asked me as we sat down at a Starbucks outside

“what do you mean what’s up with me and Spencer?” I said smirking

“she know you like her?”

“she has known…” I said laughing “…I don’t know like, Becca can’t stand me…”

“well no shit” Brooke interrupted me

“yeah, but if she thinks of me as that much of a threat, then Spencer must say stuff about me…” I said

“what if you’re just acting cocky, and she knows you and Spencer and good friends and have been, and it just so happens you’re both lesbians…” Brooke said throwing in her two cents

“yeah…I like my idea better…” I said laughing

“just don’t set yourself up for disappointment…” Brooke told me

I leaned back in my chair “…I’ll be with her…I’ll get her…” I said before taking a sip of my coffee

When Brooke and I were leaving Starbucks, I got a call from Spencer

“hello cutie” I said smiling into the phone

“yeah hi…um, are you picking me up for school?”