CLARE'S P.O.V.
It was that kind of kiss that you see in the movies; the kind that you wish will happen to you. The kind you dream about when you're young- and hope that you'll look pretty and have you teeth brushed when it happens to you.
It's the kind of kiss that's unexpected, but brilliant in that way.
It's the kind of kiss that awakens every nerve in your body, alerting your mind of this foreign concept, while your heart's telling your mind to forget it, and just go with it.
And we went with it.
Finally, I pulled back, and stared into his green eyes, lighted with the adrenaline I knew I was feeling.
"Blue eyes-" He began, smiling his famous smirk- "you'll always be better than her in my book."
I closed my eyes, unsure of the reality of this moment.
"See you soon?" I managed to whisper, eyes opened.
"See you soon." He replied, his green eyes, dancing.
He got back into his car then, and drove around the corner, leaving with me, and the memory of that kiss, to walk home.