It was late afternoon, and I was walking June home.
She had long, glossy back hair, and sparkling blue eyes like the stars. I had always tried to win her over, but she always seemed to be busy with some other boy.
It would never work out, no matter how long we'd been friends. (Which was two years.)
"Dear lord... things would be interesting if you were president," June laughed as we followed the cracked sidewalk down Arch Street to her house.
"What I would do to Selene and Joy..." I trailed off as she laughed more.
"What would you do?" Her eyes widened as she counted off her fingers. "So many options! Rape, pedophile, wait... I'm probably giving you ideas." She finished as we walked up her driveway.
There were no cars in the driveway, her parents weren't home.
Time for my plan.
Come on your have to say those three words. You have to!
But it's not easy, she'll obviously reject you!
No she won't, she knows you well enough!
Just do it, it's not fucking hard!
"I love you, June."
She turned towards me, mouth open a little bit.
"You... you do? What eve-"
"I've loved you since we first met..." I trailed off and blushed.
"I was about to say the same thing!" she said, looking incredulous.
I don't really remember what led up to this, but maybe it was the hunger of our first kiss, maybe it was her hands all over me.
But I knew, things were about to get dirty.