"Is Black Star alright? He took a pretty hard hit." I said. Soul scoffs, shaking his head.
"Yeah, he's fine. I thought he was hurt really badly too, but by the time I got over there he was yelling and trying to fight the kid that hit him. But he did break his collarbone, so he's out for the last few games." Soul said. I frown, feeling sorry for Black Star. He's always loved lacrosse.
Soul pulls into a spot, parking the car. I glance up at the sign to see where he picked. My eyes widen, and I feel my heart rate speed up. Death City Scoops. The last time I was here had been 2 years ago, with Soul.
It was right after Soul had been given his car on his 16th birthday. He wanted to take it for a spin. His mother, not wanting him to go alone, suggested taking me somewhere. The unanimous decision between the two of us was to get ice cream.
We came to this ice cream parlor that night. It was a beautiful night. The stars shone brightly in the sky and the moon illuminated the streets. Soul had insisted on eating outside to enjoy the weather, and I had agreed.
We leaned on the front of his new car. I was still licking my cone; he'd already finished. "Do you like your new car?" I asked. He shrugged, making me gape.
"Yeah. It's great. Wasn't what I was expecting, nor was it something I particularly wanted." He explained.
"What did you want that was better than a car?!" I asked, appalled. Soul glanced at me, his red eyes lighter in the moonlight. He smiled a little, making me raise an eyebrow. Then, without warning, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine.
I nearly dropped my ice cream from the surprising action. Just as quickly as it happened, it ended. He pulled away, a devilish smirk on his lips. He laughed as I touch my fingers to my lips.
"Wha-what was that for?" I asked, a strange feeling in my chest.
He shrugged. "What I wanted for my birthday." At my confused face, he sighed annoyedly. "That was your first kiss, right?" He asked. I nodded, my eyes wide. I probably looked like an idiot.
"That's what I wanted. Your first kiss. Your lip virginity, if you will." He said, laughing.
"Why?" I asked, my voice cracking. This was so embarrassing. It was probably the worst kiss he'd ever had.
He shrugged a little, a small smile on his face. "I don't know. Thought you might want your first kiss to be with your best friend." He said gently. I nodded slightly. My body felt light, as if I was floating.
"Was it okay?" He asked.
"I-I guess so. I was probably terrible." I admitted. He laughed, running a hand through his pale hair.
"Don't worry, it was fine. But, that isn't fine." He said, pointing at my melting ice cream cone. I cursed, watching as the liquid ran down my arm. Soul handed me a couple of napkins, and I began wiping myself off. I felt even more embarrassed as he sat there watching me desperately trying to wipe the sugary liquid off of my arm. When I looked at him, he had a smile on his face.
"This isn't funny." I said sternly.
"I'm not laughing." He said, holding his hands up like he was innocent. I scoff as he begins to laugh. I walk over to the trash can, throwing away the napkins. With my back to him, I run my fingers over my lips again. They felt tingly, almost like an electric current had run through them.
"C'mon, if I keep you out past curfew your mother will never let you out with me again." Soul called. I turned to see him getting in the car. I take a deep breath, and walk back towards the car.
The memory made my limbs go numb. I open my door slowly, practically seeing my 16 year old self standing at the front of the car with a shocked expression on her face.
"Allie?" Soul asks. He was already at the door, holding it ajar. I realize I was still standing in front of the car, looking down at it. I snap back to my sense, and run to meet him at the door.
"Sorry. Lost in thought." I explain. He grins, walking with me over to the counter. We place our order, and he begins taking out his wallet.
"I got it." I said, handing the cashier a twenty. She quickly puts it in the register. Soul gawks at me as I am handed back my change.
"I would've gotten it." He grumbles as we sit at a booth with our ice cream. I shrug.
"Consider it my treat. Besides, you got me coffee earlier this week." I said. He rolls his eyes.
"Yeah, but that was like two bucks. This was at least four dollars." He said, motioning towards his sundae.
"Well, it's an early birthday present too then." I said, smiling. He grins, shoving a spoonful of ice cream in his mouth.
"Are you excited?" I ask.
His eyes light up. "To get older? Not really. But I'm throwing a huge party next Friday to celebrate. That's what I'm excited for." He explains, smiling.
Soul had been raving about this party for weeks now. He wanted it to be a big deal, considering it'd be his last birthday at home. He'd invited practically everyone in the senior class. I hadn't told him if I was going or not yet, and judging by the look on his face, he was going to grill me about it now.
"You're coming, right?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. I stare into his red eyes, and he stares right back. Finally, I sigh and look away. He groans.
"Allie, come on. I really want you to come, you'll have fun. I invited Tsubaki and all of them." He encourages.
"I doubt they're going to go, Soul." I said. He sighs, looking defeated. He probably already knew that.
"Yeah... But that doesn't mean you shouldn't go. You like Maka, right? She said she was hanging out with you during the game. She'll be at the party, you can hang out with her." He suggests.
"When did you see Maka?" I ask, anger coursing through me. Of course Maka was going. And of course she'd already talked to Soul this evening.
"She met me at the locker rooms after the game." He explains. I make an "oh" sound, and resist rolling my eyes. He frowns at me.
"You okay? You've barely touched your ice cream." He said, pointing at my untouched bowl. I glance down at it too, picking up the spoon and twirling it around.
"I'm fine." I lie.
Soul groans and leans back, running his hands down his face. "No. Don't be like that. Don't be that girl who's clearly upset and won't tell anybody what's wrong." He said.
I sigh. "I just... I don't know. I feel so confused." I said.
Now he looks concerned. "Why?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowed.
Because I don't know how I feel about you, I want to say. Because I don't know how to act towards Maka when she starts talking about you, I want to say. Because you brought me to the same ice cream parlor where you kissed me, I want to say. But instead, I just shrug. Because sometimes you can't always say what you want.
Soul's concerned face turns to annoyed. He crosses his arms over his chest and raises an eyebrow. I return his look and smile. "But you know what? Tonight's not supposed to be about me, it's about you and your win! Yay!" I said, picking up a spoonful of ice cream and shoving it in my mouth.
He shakes his head. "I don't understand why you won't just tell me what's wrong. What's there to be afraid of?" He asks. I sigh, ignoring his question by eating my ice cream. He rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair.
He waited until I finish my ice cream, looking at me with a confused face. Once I finish, I throw my trash away and meet him at the door. We walk back to the car, when he stops. He places a hand on the front of it.
"Remember the last time we were here?" He asks.
I've only been thinking about it all night, I want to say. But instead I pretend to think a moment, and then scowl. "Yeah. When my ice cream melted all over me and you laughed." I said accusingly.
He laughs. "Hey, I didn't laugh until you start frantically wiping your skin like a madwoman. But that wasn't the memory I was thinking of." He said, looking down at the car. I feel my cheeks redden. The same sensation that had filled my body that night filled it again as he looked at me, his red eyes seeming even darker. He grins.
"Two years later. Compare it to the kisses you've had within that time. Was it still okay?" He asks. I look down at the ground, not wanting to admit I'd never kissed anyone other than Soul. I'd never really spent much time trying to find guys, and they never seemed too interested in me.
I look at his waiting face and smile. "Yes."
Soul pulls into my driveway, stopping the car. "Did you talk to your mom about taking Becky? He asks. I look at him confused, and then realize he's talking about his car.
"You named it Becky?" I ask incredulously.
He laughs. "Yeah. Becky's a cool name, and she's a cool car." He explains.
"Okay... But to answer your question I did. And she said she already had set up a deal to get me a car for graduation. Thank you for the offer though." I said, smiling. I open the car door, stepping out into the night. I turn back and look at him. He's grinning, showing off all of his sharp teeth.
"What are you planning, Soul Evans?" I ask. He grins even wider.
"You'll see." He said, cryptically.
I roll my eyes. "Goodnight, Soul." I said.
"Night, Al." He winks at me as I close my door. He watches me as I walk up to my door. Once I unlock it, I wave. He waves back, and backs out of my driveway and into his own.
:)
~Greenybean