I looked up as golden and copper color leaves fell from their trees and nested themselves in my long ebony hair. Instead of picking at them, I let the leaves stay and become more tangled as Dave and I walked down sidewalks of our little suburban town. Dave called me up this morning and insisted he showed me around, give me a tour, and that we just spend some time together. I had just moved moved from my lonely island to Texas. No more isolation for me, I'll get to be with one of my best friends 24/7. That makes me sigh and smile at the same time. I wish we were more.

"So, what do you think living here Harley?"

I looked over and say Dave's eager expression. He was hoping I would be at least somewhat pleased.

"I think this is going to be a wonderful place for me."

Dave grinned and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Maybe we could get something to eat soon."

"I'd love that!"

You and your favorite cool kid are finally spending some time one-on-one, which is something you've been waiting for. Real-life interaction is so different from conversations on pesterchum. You actually get to see Dave smile, which is something John said was pretty uncommon. It makes you think of all the possibilities and reasons for you producing a grin from Dave so easily.

"I'm glad you moved closer to everyone."

"Yeah, I was getting really lonely. Bec is a great companion, but it's not exactly the same."

Dave nods and thoughtfully scans your face.

"But why not closer to John? He is your brother, after all."

"Hey, am I not justified for wanting to hang with my favorite cool kid?"

"Of course you are. I'm always happy to spend time with my favorite dork."

He moves closer to your side with each step, diverting your attention from anything else.

"Do you happen to know a lot of dorks?"

"Tons."

Dave gently reaches for your hand and closes his fingers around yours. You feel your heartbeat speed up.

"Harley, are you blushing?"

You quickly look up at his face, sure your cheeks are at least a bright pink. He chuckles and laces your fingers together. Wow, does he think of you and want something more like you do for him?

"Does this mean you like, wanna go out or something?"

Dave laughs again, the musical sound bubbling up his throat and filling the air.

"Harley, will you be my dork?"

"Only if you'll be my cool guy."