Max(18) - A Senior year student preparing for College

Walking Home with Emma had always been a highlight of your day, ever since her family moved next door to you during freshman year. As expected from a teenage boy going through puberty, it didn't take long for you to develop a crush on her but here you are nearly 4 years later and you still haven't been able to confess.

“So did you finish the English report we got on Monday?”

Now that you're both in our senior year You’ve been feeling more and more anxious about telling her before you both head off to college. Even though we’ve both heading to the same place, you felt this was your final shot. You needed to come up with a plan rather than just trying to pick up the courage every afternoon. You’ll need a place where you could both be alone but that's been pretty hard to come by with our class schedules.

“...Max…”

We're both 18 now and it feels like she's been getting a lot more glances from other students whenever you've been by her side. Hell, even some of the teachers have turned their heads when she walks past them in the hallway. You can't really blame them to be honest. Her long black hair, her cute smile, and especially those massive ti …

“MAX!” Emma shouted, finally jolting you out of your depressing thoughts.

“Jesus, no need to shout '' You replied, finally turning your line of sight from her chest to her eyes, hoping you hadn’t been caught.

“Yeah right, otherwise I’d never get you to listen to me” she said while teasingly nudging you with her elbow. Knowing exactly where you had been looking “As I was saying, Any luck with the English report yet?”

“Nah haven't got round to it yet, besides it's only Wednesday and we have until next week to get it done” you replied. Ah this is it! You can use this. Mom always shops on Friday’s and Sis has cheerleader practice. “Hey wanna go through it together Friday night? I know English has never been your favourite subject and you'd be able to just come over straight after class and go back before it gets too late and then...”

“Sure! I’d love that” she interrupts before you can list off more excuses.

“Really? You sure? I mean you can always say no if…”

“Look I’ve already said yes, there's no point trying to worm your way out of helping me now” she says with a small smirk forming on her face.

Before you’d realised it, we’d both made it to our street and were standing in front of our houses. Emma rushed ahead and made it to her porch before she spun around. “It’s a date” she smiled.

Before you could even think of replying, she’d already rushed inside and shut the door behind her leaving you standing there with a blank look on your face. It took you a couple seconds to snap out of your stupor before you walked up the drive with the biggest smile.