''Did you get my text?'' Britt asked when I got closer to her.

''I was just about to read it but I was kind of busy concentrating on my gravity.'' I replied nervously, still waking up from my daydream. Or better say it, my sexual fantasy.

''No need to read it now, I just texted you that I'll be waiting for you after your exam. I woke up early and thought that we could grab a cup of coffee.

So cute, she remembered I had the exam today.

''Sounds perfect. Let's go.''


''How are you feeling? You were pretty wasted last night.'' she said as she took a sip of coffee.

It was 10 in the morning and we were siting on a terrace of the coffee shop right across our high school. Well, it was more of a bar, especially on the weekends, but the kids from school always spent time here before and after classes. Often even during the classes. The sun was shinning and it was pretty warm.

''I feel surprisingly great. I'm not even tired or anything. I expected to be really hungover when I first woke up, but I think that the amount of time I spent in the shower this morning really helped me.''

''That's good.'' she said and smiled.

Her eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Probably because they always seemed so genuine when she talked to me. It must have been that, because I don't usually like blue eyes. But everything about Brittany was special.
The way she looked at me. I've never seen her looked at anyone that way.
The way she dressed. Everything fitted her perfectly.
The way she smiled when she was with me. That made me feel special because she rarely smiled in the past few months. And feeling special made me happy.

I smiled back and took a sip of coffee.

Oh God this coffee is great.

I was pretty much a coffee addict. My mom always complained about it.

''How'd your mom react when you woke up?'' she asked.

''She was really calm, actually. That was surprising, too. By the way I think she really likes you.''

''Oh God, good. I was so scared that she's going to hate me for getting you drunk.''

''Come on, it was my fault.''

''But I was with you, I should have watched out for you.''

''Seriously, come on, I'm not a child!''

''I don't care, you're not getting that drunk with me ever again. I was so scared for you. You couldn't even walk properly.''

''Yeah I know. Thanks for getting me home. Seriously, I owe you.''

''Oh please, no you don't. Of course I got you home. It was at least I could do for getting you drunk in the first place.''

''For the last time, it wasn't your fault.''

''I still feel responsible. You know I'd get you home even if you got drunk with somebody else.''

''Thanks.'' I smiled shyly.

We were both quiet for a couple of moments.

''I see you're wearing my scarf. Oh, ring too.'' she broke the silence.

''Yeah.. Do you want them back? I can give them to you like right now.''

''Oh no, just wear them. What's mine is yours too.'' she said and smiled.

I smiled back, like I always did. I couldn't help it.

We sat there for a little longer, chatting about random stuff, enjoying the sun, coffee and each other's company.