~I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

I felt the earth beneath my feet

Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin~

It's been days, it's been hours, it's been minutes, it's been seconds and all that filled my mind was HER. I was happily lost at the thought of her, the way she ran her fingers through her milk chocolate locks, the way the street light tangled around her body as she sat on her bike, arms crossed on the handles, the way her half smile pulled to her eyes when she was amused…thinking, the way she spoke about art with so much passion as she gestured with her hands, her bright emerald eyes that held me still and seemed to darken in thought. The truth, I could keep thinking and pinpoint something new that seemed to awe me about the green-eyed girl. Sleep hasn't come easy the last few nights, not after what happened on Monday. I found myself wide-eyed, lying on my bed staring up at the ceiling completely confused and I knew the sun would be rising soon. I wish there were instructions for feelings, it would make things so much easier, but there isn't and I just want someone to tell me what to do!

WHAT DO I DO?

Is there no such thing as simple anymore?

It was almost the end of practice; thank goodness because I am dead tired, not sleeping is catching up to me.

"So Mila, how's 7th period going?" Dinah asked as we all continued to stretch.

"It's great, learning a lot," I beamed.

I lied; it's been…weird, awkward, all of the above. I've been wanting to talk to Lauren after class, but every time we're dismissed she just grabs her stuff and leaves before I can even catch up to her. I wanted to talk to her; I NEED to! I haven't looked into those green eyes for days now and it affected me, she affected me. I wasn't sure what I was going to say, but I knew I needed to speak to her, whatever THIS is I'm feeling, I need to speak with her.

"That's good!" Normani added.

And what am I doing with Austin? It's been fine, being with him. I've always thought that was it, maybe in high school it doesn't get any better than being with the captain of the baseball team. What I felt for him or lack there of, that was it and it was okay because I'm in high school. I didn't have to LOVE him…I could just be with him and like him. It was always fine and now it's not fine. It messed everything up.

The revving of a motorcycle interrupted my thoughts. LAUREN.

I quickly got up and began running towards the revving, which seemed to be coming from the back lot behind the gymnasium.

"Mila! Where are you going?" Ally shouted as they all remained sitting, stretching.

"Ahh, be right back!" I shouted not bothering to look behind me.

~I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me

Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin~

I kept running and there she was on her bike, helmet on, just about ready to go and I ran as fast as I could stopping in front of her bike, holding the handles.

I watched her pull her helmet off, "Camila! Are you trying to kill yourself!" her intense green eyes piercing through mine, she looked pissed, yes, her eyes darker than usual. "I didn't even see you, you could've gotten hurt!" She crossed her arms, helmet in one hand.

Maybe running in front of a revving motorcycle wasn't a great idea, STUPID really, but I acted on impulse, can't really blame me.

I made my way to the side, right next to her, "but I'm fine," I smiled so sweetly, her eyes a little softer.

"Well you COULD HAVE." She pressed her lips together, tilting her head. "What is it? Did you have a question on an assignment?"

Burrr…is it me or did it just get REALLY cold, she was a bit COLD.

"No," I fiddled with my fingers, I know I need to talk to her, I just didn't know what I was going to say exactly.

"Mila!" I turned around to see my assistant captain in the distance near the front of gymnasium, "we're heading to the lockers and changing, meet us at Dinah's car in the font parking lot!"

"Yeah, I'll be right there!" I shouted back as she disappeared.

I turned my attention back to the porcelain skin girl, still waiting for my reply. I watched her lips pull to a half smile; she was amused…

"What?" I shook my head, my eyes staring into hers.

She bit her bottom lip, slightly shaking her head, "nothing." A subtle smile on her face, she was thinking something.

She's not a very good liar.

"You're not a very good liar, WHHHAAAAAT?" I playfully pleaded, it just came out that way and I couldn't stop my hand from grabbing her wrist, leaving it there. "Tell me, PLLLEEAAASE."

"I just never pegged you for a MILA," she glanced at my hand on her wrist then back to my eyes.

"Why not? Is MILA a bad nickname?" I lightly squeezed her arm, "what would you have pegged me for?"

"I don't know," she broke eye contact, turning towards the sky.

My reflexes kicked in, all I wanted to do was look into her eyes, I let her arm go, cupped her cheek, bringing her beautiful green eyes back to me, "yes, you do," I inched closer, "tell me."

"CAMZ. You seem like a Camz, if we're talking nicknames." She smiled as I continued to cup her cheek, gorgeous.

CAMZ.

I could feel my lips pull to my eyes, "you can call me CAMZ," I breathed out and I don't know how many seconds have past but I could look into her eyes forever.

~So if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know?

Oh simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin~

She shook her cheek out of my hand, "Camz," she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, "I mean Camila, your um…" she snapped her fingers, trying to regain her thoughts, "your question, what was it again? I need to get going."

"Lauren, what happened on Monday, I wanttt-"

"Look Camila, what ALMOST happened can't happen again."

CAN'T HAPPEN…NO. LET ME IN, JUST LET ME IN.

"'Can't happen'?" My tone was hurt and I'm sure she could tell.

"I'm your teacher, you're my student and this has NEVER happened to me before. I really don't even know why I let it happen, I should've never given you a ride home and it was just inappropriate on my part, I should have known better, this is all my fault. Whatever this is, it needs to stop, it's just to risky AND you HAVE a boyfri-"

THIS COULD BE THE END OF EVERTYTHING, NOW OR NEVER.

I grabbed her face and leaned in for a kiss, it was all I could do to stop her from rambling, plus it was all I could think about doing, watching her lips move-I JUST WANTED TO KISS HER. Her lips are even softer than I imagined. The kiss was gentle, sweet and her lips moved along with mine so tenderly, if I didn't need to breathe I think I could've kept kissing her, I CERTAINLY wanted to.

"Camz," she said in between heavy breaths.

"I'm not sorry," I said as I panted, "not one bit," I looked into her bright green eyes, "I know this isn't suppose to happen, but I can't help the way I feel. I've been going through the motions of high school, not really knowing WHY, but after you, I know WHY I'm here. This all feels strange and different," I let out a half smile, "but I don't think I could've lasted another second here without you…do you have a pen?"

She just stared at me, "Bag pack."

I pulled a pen from one of the zipper pockets, grabbed her arm and pulled the sleeve up and wrote my number on her arm.

I cupped her face, "'every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.'" I whispered out.

"Plato." She whispered back, "how are you seventeen?"

"Eighteen in two weeks," I whispered back.

"You're making this REALLY hard for me Camz," I watched her swallow hard, clearing her throat.

I leaned in for a lingering kiss, I needed to feel her lips on mine, "the best things in life are rarely ever simple and easy Lauren. I'm just figuring that out now," I looked into her shimmering emerald eyes, "whatever this is, it could be nothing or everything, you have my number," I squeezed her arm, "we could go somewhere, just you and me, talk…or not talk," I said somewhat teasingly, her lips pulling to her eyes as she shook her head slightly.

We remained silent for a few seconds, looking into each other's eyes before I had to turn my gaze away. I began to walk towards the lockers and it took every ounce of strength in me to not look back. I could feel her beautiful green eyes on me, she hasn't started her bike, and I knew she was watching me walk away.

~And if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

So why don't we go

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know~