What's this? I do believe it's love at first sight.
The bright LA sun rested itself high between a few milky white clouds in the sky, looking down on all the occupants of the city. It warmed the Earth and on this particular day it warmed Kyla Davies as she relaxed on the hood of her sister's car. Where her sister was a creature of the night, Kyla drew more pleasure sitting in the sunlight working on her tan.
Her cute and stylish skirt was splayed out by her sides, covering her upper thighs, and a pair of large, dark sunglasses sat perched on the top of her head. Steam rose from the hot asphalt so she stared at it. She believed in exploring the beauty in all things.
When the vapor rose a few more inches off the ground she noticed two pairs of feet about to walk through it. She looked up abruptly to see who could still possibly be at school almost two hours after the last bell had rung which caused her sunglasses to fall onto the bridge of her nose.
The brunette removed them unconsciously from her face as she examined the couple. The girl, a blonde, walked effortlessly with her motions completely coordinated to her friends. She was curvy in a subtle way, accented by clothing that hugged her in the right places, and Kyla admired her almost jealously. The blonde was 5'4" at most; she was very tiny. Or maybe she just appeared tiny standing next to her tall companion.
He was clearly over six feet tall with muscles running up and down the length of his frame. Kyla placed the sunglass back on her face restrainedly, wanting to hide the fact that she was staring. The pair still hadn't noticed her but they were a ways off. They talked as easily as a brother and sister might, the boy flicking his dark hair out of his eyes and the girl looking at her phone every few moments with a frustrated look on her face.
Kyla slid gracefully off the hood of the borrowed car and waited for them to come closer. It was apparent from the empty parking lot that the only car left besides Ashley's black Lexus was a silver Nissan. And coincidentally the two were parked next to each other.
The blonde was the first to notice a stranger near their getaway car. She responded to the occasion with a natural smile that seemed like it was reserved just for Kyla. A similar contagious smile worked its way onto Kyla's lips and she glanced at the boy at the same time the blonde did.
He gradually realized he had become the center of attention and he flailed awkwardly for a second before composing a cute, little half-grin on his face. Kyla's own grin broadened as she realized he was unused to being in the spotlight. She bounded up to him and lifted her hand out for him to shake.
"Hello," she greeted him happily. "I'm Kyla."
It sounded as if he mumbled something similarly to "hello", but she didn't catch it in time. She stepped back after receiving a loose handshake to do the same with the blonde. Thankfully, the blonde was much more receiving, covering both their clasped hands with her one free hand.
"Hey, Kyla," she said readily. "I'm Spencer and this loaded piece of testosterone is Aiden." She tilted her head in Aiden's direction.
He looked up automatically at the mention of his name but then looked down at his feet again, a blush creeping up his cheeks. Spencer denied herself the right to kick him in the shins for acting so bizarre but she did send him a mean scowl telling him to pull his act together.
"Is he always this shy?" Kyla asked mischievously.
Spencer held back from laughing but sidled up to the boy's side and wrapped an arm around his waist.
"No, not really. But there are the few odd girls who will make him go weak at the knees, isn't that right, Aiden?" She patted him on the back and finally let go of the laughter she had been holding in.
"Well, you two are very cute together." Kyla said nicely.
Aiden at last perked up, looking almost panic-stricken. Spencer just maintained her laughter at her friend's distress, a hand holding onto Aiden's back for support.
"No, no. We aren't, uh…" The boy glanced down at Spencer. "No. We're not… It's not like…" He stumbled over his words looking for the right thing to say.
"We're not together," Spencer contributed. "People like to pretend we are, though."
Kyla uttered a soft "oh" of understanding and then smiled at Spencer. The two girls traded knowing smiles with each other. Evidently, this started their friendship unbeknownst to them. Aiden, meanwhile, wrung the back of his neck with his large hands and softly cursed to himself.
"Do I know you two from somewhere? I feel like I've seen you both around school." Kyla couldn't help but ask. She was always curious.
"Maybe you're seen Aiden around…? He's on the basketball team," but Kyla only shook her head because she'd never been to a single game. "Well if you don't know him I doubt you know me. People tend to lump us together in their thoughts."
The brunette girl paused a second, a memory surfacing.
"You were a student aid in Mr. William's class last semester!" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah, I was," Spencer answered earnestly. "Wait a second. Did you sit in the second to last row? Next to that weird kid that smelled like fast food?"
"Only for a week, thankfully. I changed seats as fast as possible. But you weren't in the room all that often so I guess you missed that."
"Mr. Williams was an ass," Spencer vented. "He always had me run copies for all his other classes. Eventually I started skipping."
"Wow, I didn't picture you to be so rebellious." Kyla teased.
"Looks can be deceiving," Spence joked back. "I can beat Aiden up here in ten seconds flat."
"Yeah, right," Aiden appeared to be breaking out of his shell. "You're such a girl that all I'd have to do is break a sweat and you wouldn't get near me. I mean, look at how you acted after practice."
"Point taken." Spencer conceded.
Kyla giggled and Aiden watched her intently. She caught him in the act but instead of looking away, she stared right back at him. Spencer temporarily ignored them, giving the pair enough time to make googly eyes at each other before shoving Aiden. He staggered right into the hood of his car then corrected himself too much that he ended up bumping into Kyla. When her hand shot out in an effort to balance him, the googly eyes continued as if they had never stopped.
Spencer sighed and reached into Aiden's pant's pocket. He jumped back startled, and Spence apologized to Kyla while still rifling through Aiden's pants.
"I'm really sorry, Kyla, but we've got to go. My mom is expecting us home soon. But we should hang out sometime."
Spencer's smile and Kyla's matching one were both genuine. When the keys were found after much searching, the blonde flipped them to her friend so he could start the car and walked over to Kyla. She pulled out her cell phone and offered it to the smaller girl.
"Put your number in there and give me yours so I can do the same. Loverboy over there will never forgive me if I don't get your digits."
Kyla laughed.
"He's really cute."
Spencer rolled her eyes.
"That's what they all say at first. Either that or, "look at his muscles" or, "he's the basketball captain" or even just some kind of guttural noise. I'm only doing this because you're the first girl who's ever talked to me while he's around. And because I think you two would look cute."
The blonde handed back Kyla's pink phone and smiled at her. The other girl, however, was somewhat dumbfounded. Spencer had just laid out a whole lot of information for a first meeting.
"Sorry," Spencer shrugged. "You might call me intense. Others would say scarily relentless."
"Well, I'd just say that you're blunt. You remind me of my sister in a way."
"Let's hope you sister and I don't get into it one day," Spencer said with a laugh. "I'd doubt both of us would survive."
"So do I," Kyla shuddered with the image she got. "I'll see you around Spencer."
She looked at Aiden as she got into her sister's car in time to see Spencer smack him roughly on his arm. It made her laugh to see them two of them silently banter back and forth in the car. Kyla really hoped she'd see the two of them again and soon.