Chapter Four – Fields of Amber

The school day passes slower than I would like it to. As the bell rings, I dash to the field, my head filled with both fear and excitement. What is she going to say? Did I upset her? Does she want to get closer? Dammit, I want to know! I reach the field, slumping over my legs as I gasp for breaths. I ran as fast as I could, as to not be late. If I had been late, that would be unkind. Wait, why am I all of a sudden becoming Shakespeare or some shit?! I rise from my hunkered position to her, standing in front of me, smiling.

"Hey A! I'm so glad you could make it!"

"Y-yeah! Me too!" I can feel my world brighten with colors beyond my imagination. Bright violets, luscious greens, heavenly yellows and vibrant reds. My world is invaded by an alien of perfection, Becca. The elegance of her gaze strikes my heartstrings and the coos from her lips make me want to sing. "S-so, what did you want to talk about, or I guess, clarify?"

"Oh, yeah." Becca sighs and places her hands on her chest. "Honestly, A, it's been eating at me since I saw you, but, I…." Her voice trails off as if she is a broken muse. I can't help but grab her hand from her chest and wrap my hands around hers. The warmth of her skin aids to all hesitance I have.

"Becca, I want you to know that you can tell me anything! No matter what you say, I will support you and your decisions!" Dear lord, where the hell did that come from? Wait, is what I feel towards her, no, it can't be. Becca releases a hesitant breath, then begins to speak.

"Thanks A. So, I wanted to let you know, that I…." I slightly squeeze her hand for reassurance. "I, I like you A, a lot! I'm not sure what you think of me, but I really like you! Like I 'like' you like you! Do, do you think you could do the same?" W-what do I say? So, she does like me! But, I'm still not sure how I feel about Becca! I, I think I know. Do I really, love her? Is she my first love? Wait no, I'm so confused!"

"Um, well, I-" Shit! Say something Aria! "Well, I…." Becca lowers her head in despair. Suddenly flustered, I reply with some stupid shit: "B-Becca! I like you too! But, I, I can't figure it out. I'm not sure if this is what people call, well, you know."

"Know what?" She looks at me, but her eyes aren't as bright. Her eyes look, sad, hurt, broken.

"You know, love. I'm not sure if you are a good friend or, something more." She looks back down at the ground, suddenly more energetic.

"Well A," She looks up at me once more, her eyes once again sparkling with joy. "When you know what you feel, let me know please! I'll be here, waiting! Okay A?" Even after me totally word vomiting on her, she, she still likes me! BUT WHY DID I HAVE TO BLOW IT!

"Um, Okay Becca." I give her a hesitant smile, as she flashes her grin as she turns and walks away. I don't need to wait for someone to make it obvious, I think I love that girl. But I just blew it, so how am I going to make it up to her now?