Sam stared down at a
chart on the page she was on.
“You guys were acting so weird around each other at
the party.” She said, turning a page in her history textbook.
“Oh, um . . . I . . . we . . .” Sam tilted her head
to the side. She opened and closed her mouth several times.
“Did you have a fight?” Juliana’s voice rose an
octave.
“No, we . . . we didn’t have a fight.” Sam shook her
head, her light hair falling into her eyes.
“What happened?” Juliana asked.
“Nothing.” Sam shrugged.
“Sam, come on, I’m not dumb. I’m in all those
advanced classes with you.” She joked. “What happened?” She nudged
Sam’s arm.
Sam bit her lip and hesitated. “We almost
kissed.”
A huge smile spread across Juliana’s face. “Oh my
god, really? Finally! After all these years? You two finally-wait,
almost kissed?”
“Yes, almost.” Sam nodded.
“Almost? Why almost?” Juliana pouted.
“Well, just as we were about to kiss John came
in.”
“Oh, crap.” Juliana’s eyes widened at the
thought.
“Yeah.” Sam sighed.
“Hey, Jason.” John sat down next to him on the bench
in the park. The red paint was chipping.
“Hi.” He lit a cigarette and handed one to John.
“You two okay?” John asked, lighting up.
“Who?” Jason asked as he put his cigarette to his
lips.
“You and Sam.” John blew a puff of smoke out.
“Yeah, we’re fine. Why?”
“Well, you two acted really weird around each other
at her party. And when I walked into the living room it looked like
you two were about to . . .”
“About to what?” Jason swung his head to face
John.
“It looked like you two were about to kiss.” John
said. Jason was silent, looking out onto the setting sun. The
oranges and reds bled across the sky.
“Were you?”
Jason looked at him for a second, his dark brown
eyes thoughtful, deciding if he should tell John the truth.
“Yeah.” He said finally. “We were.”
“Why didn’t you?”
Jason tried to blow a smoke ring. “‘Cuz you walked
in.”
“So?” John asked.
Why do Sam’s brother seem so interested in us
being together? Jason thought. “Do you really think I was gonna
kiss your younger sister in front of you?” He raised an eyebrow at
John.
“I don’t know. Maybe . . . no, you definitely
wouldn’t.” John deflated.
“Did you want him to kiss you?” Juliana asked.
Sam smiled, remembering how their lips just barely
touched. “Sam?”
“Yeah, I did.” She said.
“I knew it. You’ve been head over heels for that boy
since you were twelve.”
“I have not.”
“Oh, please!”
“Fine. I have.” Sam admitted finally.
“That’s so cute.”
“Cute?” Sam raised her eyebrows.
“Yeah, I want you guys to end up together. You’d be
such an adorable couple and you’re so crazy about each other.”
“Wow.” John said.
“What?” Jason asked.
“I just know you two have been crazy about each
other since you were twelve.”
“No we haven’t.” Jason shook his head.
“Jason, come on.” John smirked.
“Alright, I’ve been crazy about Sam since I was
twelve. But I don’t know if she’s been crazy about me since she was
twelve.” Jason shook the ashes from his cigarette onto the
ground.
“She has been. Trust me.” John nodded at Jason.
Jason smiled in spite of himself. “Really?”
“Would I lie to you?” John gestured with both hands
to himself, raised his eyebrows and flipped his hair out of his
eyes.
“No.” Jason answered.
“I told you she liked you.” John smiled.
Jason’s smile widened. “Hey, why’d you say ‘wow’?”
he asked suddenly.
“Huh? Oh, I don’t know. Even though I know you two
are crazy about each other, I never thought the day would come when
you two would kiss.” He put out his cigarette in the glass ashtray
on the rickety table next to him.
“It hasn’t come yet.” Jason said.
“Well, I know, but you almost kissed, and
that’s a start.”
Jason sighed. “I guess