Just walk as fast as possible Brooke. Avoid eye contact at all cost.
"Brooke." Keep on walking.
"Brooke." Almost there.
"Brooke, wait up." This time Brooke had to stop. She felt Lucas's hand holding her arm. She looked up and met his gaze. Being in such close proximity unnerved her. Brooke felt her legs weaken slightly.
"Eat lunch with me today."
"We eat lunch together everyday."
"Yeah, with the entire school." That earned him a slightly kinked eyebrow.
"Eat lunch with me, today, alone. Lawn."
He sounded a tad forceful. Brooke always imagined Lucas to be a little gentler. She liked it. She liked it so much that she only managed a nod.
God, she must be thinking that I have the communicating prowess of a three year old. But Lucas didn't care. He had a lunch date with the girl he has lost so many nights of sleep over.
The girl he's liked since he was thirteen and stopped believing that touching girls gave you cooties.
The girl of his dreams.
oOoOoOo
The guy of her dreams was already waiting on a bench at the middle of the lawn. He was seated with his back against the table.
Damn he's suave.
"Hey there pretty girl." Brooke's heart skipped a bit.
"I didn't know what you liked so I got you a little of everything."
"Thanks Luke."
"And…" Brooke looked up, to see Lucas holding a single sunflower with both hands. The boyish smile that played on his lips made her have the weirdest urge run the back of her hands against his cheeks. But she snapped out of it.
"You seem a little different today."
Lucas pondered over how he should respond.
"Well, I had the whole week to think about it... About us." Brooke gulped audibly.
"I know I sound like an idiot right now. I know we've only been on one date. I know you've probably heard this from a thousand guys. But I am just gonna say it anyway."
"I really like you Brooke."