I THOUGHT THE SUN WAS AS TALL AS FINN

"It looks so small," Emily said as she raised her right thumb to the sun as if sizing it up. She squinted her eyes and adorably wrinkled her nose a little. She tried to move closer to me as she lay beside me while she rested her head on my almost sore left arm.

I closed my eyes and let the smell of her perfume fill my nose. Emily poked me with her left index finger, as if telling me I'm not paying attention to her… But I am. It's just so easy to get distracted whenever I'm with her—with her eyes, with her lips, with her hair, with her subtle perfume, with her warmth. I'm amazed myself I still get to utter the words that I need to say whenever she's with me.

I chuckled at the sight of Emily trying to size up the sun. She raised her left thumb again, convinced she can measure the sun. "No, it isn't," I said. "You're just looking at the sun the wrong way."

"I wasn't aware there's a right or wrong way of looking at the sun," Emily said after which she bit her lower lip and swayed her eyes down to the imaginary floor-old habit of hers that I've grown to love over the years.

"Hmm, then what is? Tell me," she said.

"First, you close your eyes…"

"And then?" She asked almost impatiently.

"Hmmm," I murmured as I try to delay my answer.

"You're just messing with me," her mood suddenly changed from 'impatient' to 'excited'. "No, fair," she playfully complained.

"Have I messed up with you before? You know I haven't. You know I'd never do that," I said.

"Sure you did, like in grade school when you and Puck hid at the-,"

Cutting her off, I said, "Na-uh, Ms. Fields. That doesn't count."

"Okay, okay. Then tell me, love. How do you measure the size of a sun?" Emily said as she closed her eyes again and raised her right thumb against the wind.

I glanced at her serene face, then to her resting eyes, then to her pursed lips… I took a deep breath of contentment having Emily snuggled close to me. I looked at the sun and secretly asked him, 'how do I measure you?'

So I said, "well, you close your eyes… take deep breaths, enjoy the air…"

"That kinda sounds mushy, Quinn."

"Ssssh, you're ruining my moment, Em."

"Mmmkay, go on then?"

"As I was saying Ms. Fields, you close your eyes… Picture the best sun that you've ever seen…

"Oh! Like when we went boating last summer,"

"Yeah, like that." Truth is, the sun only looked more beautiful because I was looking at it with Emily… With my Emily. I can't even remember how it looks like anymore. I probably had my 'sun version' mixed up with the 'real sun' during that day. Oh, I dunno. Whatev, really. Nothing else matters as long as I'm with Emily.

I continued, "so you picture the sun… you extend both of your arms to the front… and then try to box it with both of your hands. That's how you measure a sun."

"You used to tell me Finn hides the sun in his room that's why he's freakishly tall. That he gets his super powers from it because he can carry us both. Now 'that' and your sun analogy didn't make sense at all," Emily said after which she let out a hearty giggle.

I had to suppress my laughter at Emily… Instead I settled with a grin on my face. Dang, Emily's so gullible. That's one of Emily's cutest traits. She's a firm believer of practically everything that I say. She's like the Brittanny to Santana; yeah, something like that.

"Nope, they don't really make sense. That was the point," I said while grinning at her. Oh, I think my eyes smiled with me too.

"I knew you were messing with me!" Emily said while she slapped me on my shoulder.

"Ow! Now that hurt!" I said while massaging the part of my shoulder that she hit. But let's be honest, of course, it didn't hurt that much. For pete's sake, I'm a cheerleader. Heck, I'm used to falling on my butt 20 ft off the ground-better the butt, than my face.

"It did? Oh my go-, I'm so, so, sorry!" Emily said while she held my massaging arm and replaced it with hers. "Wait, you're not hurt. Why on earth are you smiling then?"

I replied to her with a small shrug while I playfully stuck out my tongue and gestured her to continue doing what she's doing…

Emily laced her other free hand with mine and bowed her head a little, drawing hers close to mine… A few strands of her hair fell on my face, she gestured to let go of my hand and fix the hair that fell on my face but I tugged her hand instead, held her tighter, not wanting to let go of her hand. And then she did it again, she answered back with the sweetest smile I can possibly imagine…

There she goes again. She's putting me under a spell again… She stared at me with her soulful gaze, I can almost see my face' reflection through her eyes. She smiled a bit and continued massaging the part that she hit with her other hand. She then changed her position and laid on her stomach while she massaged my 'hurt' shoulder… She bowed her head lower than before… And just when I think our day couldn't get any better, she placed a soft kiss on my bare shoulder while murmuring the words "I'm sorry."

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