"pftt." She pftt, as one of her best friends asked her a ridiculas question he and 2 others knew the answer to. He chuckled under his breath, fixing up his grey tie that went perfectly with green dress shirt. She looked at him and smiled. He smiled back, looking at her long purple dress with a black ribon around her torso area, and a black flower that was on her shoulder strap. With her hair loose down and curled near the end, and her blue highlights on her bangs, and her lighly done make up that wasn't as heavy as she would do everyday on a normal day, she looked stunning.

He gulped when he noticed that she noticed him just starring at her. She gave an akward look but didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say next, let alone do. They both looked around the gym once the fast played music that many were danicing too stopped, and started to play something slow, and soft. Sooner or later, boys and girls started to get a little closer to eachother, put their arms around eachother, and swayed softly to the music that was playing.

We'll do it all

Everything

On our own

She softly sang to the tune of the song. He heard her, knowing how good of a singer she was, he started to wonder why she never let anyone, but him and the other two hear her sing. She had a beautiful voice. She turned her head to him, and sighed. He only payed attention to her eyes, which twinkled with all the spot lights on the cieling. She smiled lighly and turned her head back at the dance floor, not being on it, she didn't mind being the wall flower at that time. He took a deep breath and let it out before he started to talk and broke the silence.

"You look beautiful." He said softly. She turned her head once she heard his comment. His next words were chosen carfully, he didn't want to ruin the moment, he was known for it anyway. He smiled and asked,

"Would you like to dance with me?" He reached out his hand slowly near her hand that was resting against her hip. Her mouth slightly opened, she was shocked. He smiled at her, waiting patiently for a response. She looked at him, one of her greatest friends, who'd she known since grade 5. Know, at their grade 8 graduation dance did she start to look at him differently. Her shcoked reaction quickly turned to a smile once she nodded and took his hand.

He guided her to the dance, only to realize that the only spot left was dead in the middle of the dance floor. He didn't mind, niether did she. They took their place on the floor, and slowly rapped their arms around each other and were too, swaying to the music.

I don't quite know

How to say

How I feel

They kept looking at eachother for the majority of the song, her starring at her friend, him starring deep into her eyes, which he's always thought were amazngly brown, especially when spot light hit them.

If I lay here

If I just lay here

would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time

Chasing cars

Around our heads

She hummed a little to the song, but quickly stopped when she noticed a little sad glare on her friend who was starring at his shoes. She tilted her head.

"What's wrong?" She asked. He looked up at her after hearing her question. He smiled lightly as he looked down at one of his good friends.

"N-Nothing. I'm just a little upset that the year is ending, that's all." Was his response. She took in his response.

"Oh. Well don't worry, I am too." She said in hopes to make him feel better. He did a half smile and nodded lightly. Truth be told, that wasn't his reason why he had a sad glare. To be honest, he couldn't wait for the year to end so he can rush the halls of highschool. His feelings started to change, for her. His sad glare, was a confused glare. He started to think that he had feelings for his friend whom he would tease, and joke with two other good friends of theirs. 'Maybe she feels the same way.' He told himself. he wanted to know, maybe that moment would be a perfect time for him, to tell her how he started to feel. He noticed a little presure go on his shoulder, she had layed her head against him, while the song continued.

I need your grace

To remind me

To find my own

If I lay here

If I just lay here

would you lie with me and just forget the world?

He needed to do it now or never. He sighed.

"You...really do...look beautiful, Tina..." He started. His next lines were chosen carefully. As his took in a breath, and was ready to say his next words, he was inturupted by her.

"Thanks. You look really good too. I'm glad to have a friend like you, Mike." She whispered. Mike let out his breath. Dissapointed in himself a bit. Only one word stood out in that whole sentence that Tina had said. Friend. 'Friend. Freinds. Friend.' Rang in his mind like bells. Now he started to have a sad glare. He lucky she didn't notice it. He rested his head against hers, hearing her breath softly in his arms.

Forget what we're told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am

All that I ever was

Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where

Confused about how as well

Just know that these things will never change for us at all

"Friend..." He whispered. That word that still remained ringing in his head, started to fade out, as the music started to get grand.

"I'm glad to have a friend like you too, Tina." was his final words to her that night. He felt like kicking himself. The words that ran through his mind before he even started talking to her, on how he felt about her remained in his mind. He sighed knowing how he won't get a chance to say them to her, knowing how she only feels for him as a friend. He stayed quiet, and still she ramined in his arms, until the song finally ended.

If I lay here

If I just lay here

would you lie with me and just forget the world?...

Mike turned off the radio once he heard that tune to the song he's been avoiding for 3 years. Sitting in the passenger seat of his best friends car. Matt noticed that the music stopped.

"Hey man, I like that song. Why did you turn it off?" He asked sounded a bit annoyed. Mike only looked at him with a serious glare that said 'you're kidding me?' Matt noticed his glare, and his memory started to kick in about that night.

"Oh, right. Sorry." He said focusing more on the road again. Mike sighed and tunred his head back to the front window, starring outside the pedestrians waling on side walks, or the cars that would zoom right past him.

"It's all good." He whispered in response. He didn't think Matt heard him, but he didn't really care much. Mike sighe as they pulled over on the school parking lot, awaiting to arrive to the halls of highschool on a new year.

A/N: Hey guys. I haven't really writen any stories lately and My computer crashed, deleting every single fic I had on it...stupid macs. So here it is my first...er..first Glee fic hope you guys enjoy, and more to come soon.

Disclaimer: Songs not mine neither is Glee, otherwise Mike would get a bigger part :3

Song: Chasing Cars- Snow Patrol