"Oh yes, I live on the edge!" Ryan yelled as she ran around the parking lot. She held in her hand Brett's shoe and was swinging it around her head by its laces.
Bret hobbled after her shaking his fist, "Why must you insist on thieving my items and parading them around for the whole world to see?" Ryan stopped and looked at the shoe she held in her hand. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you lose your... innocence," she said sarcastically and gave him his shoe back.
He plopped himself down and began to put his shoe back on. "Wow, it's like Cinderella, only I'm not a girl... and it's not a glass slipper. Oh well it seemed like a good analogy when it was in my head," Brett looked deep in thought as he finished lacing his shoe.
"Will you be my knight in shining armor?" Ryan asked, batting her eyelashes. Despite her joking manner, she meant it only not in such a dramatic tone. She wasn't the kind that got into the dramatics of romance.
Ryan helped Brett to his feet and they started back to the band room. The cool breeze of the approaching fall flittered through their hair as they walked. Brett watched her every step, planning what he was about to say when she stopped short. They were right outside the band room doors. Ryan's green eyes flashed like emeralds in the sun when she turned towards him. "I've got to talk about what you said that Friday night after our first football game. What you were going to say, or ask. I can't keep it out of my mind. It just sort of keeps creeping into my every thought. Whoa, that sounded way too dramatic." Ryan rolled her eyes at her comment.
Brett looked into the deep pools of green of her eyes. "I wanted to know if there was ever a chance of us..." his voice trailed off. They were each staring intently at each other, taking in every moment. Brett leaned closer, this was finally it.
Thoughts exploded inside Ryan's head. She couldn't believe that this was finally happening, she had waited so long. Despite her anticipation, she couldn't but help but have a shadow or a doubt. What would happen if things didn't work out? Brett was her good friend and she didn't want to loose him over a petty high school fling.
They leaned closer to each other. Time stood still, everything around them stopped. Ryan's breath caught in her throat as their lips were almost touching. She could feel his warmth against her skin.
This was the moment they had each thought of, anticipated. They were so close, almost there when, "Ryan can I see you for a moment?" Ms. Jones stood outside the doors and put her hand on Ryan's shoulder. She looked upset and tinged with anxiety when she said, "It is very important."
Ryan's stomach lurched. "Um, okay," she said hesitantly. She could tell by the look on Ms. Jones face that something was wrong, something had happened. She looked over her shoulder as she followed Ms. Jones into her office. He could see the anxiety hidden within her eyes. He mouthed, "I'll wait for you." as she disappeared behind the office door.