The final bell rang and I quickly went to my porsche cayman and sped home. I wanted to look extra nice just in case Aiden brings a guy friend. I took a shower, put on a little make up, and my clothes. I was looking in the mirror and doing finishing touches before the doorbell rang. I took a final glance at the mirror and satisfied with the way I looked, I sped down the stairs and opened the door to find Aiden staring at me.

"Mom I’m going!"

"OK. Don’t come home to late."

His eyes were still eyeing my body before I had to punch him in the arm to take him out of his daze.

"Wow…you look hot."

"When do I not? Can we please go now"

"Huh? Oh yeah…let’s go."

"Where’s you’re friend?"

"She’s meeting us there."

I knew he was inviting ‘her.’ Don’t get me wrong, I like hanging out with her. It’s just….I don’t know. There’s something about her that makes me act different then when it’s just me and Aiden. When we finally arrived at the concert there she was leaning over the railing staring at the little pond below. She looked absolutely breathtaking. The way her hair fell on shoulders and framed her face. Her halter top fitted her perfectly showing off every curve. I’ve never really noticed this until now…but she is gorgeous.

Why was I even thinking of her this way? I can’t be thinking of a girl this way. I can’t be thinking she is gorgeous, breathtaking, and probably the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She has a winsome smile that makes me wanna run up to her and kiss those soft, glossy lips. Wait, no no no no no no no no no. I’m straight and so is she. I’ve seen her with her boyfriends and I’m sure see has seen me with my ex-boyfriends. I have to stop thinking this.

"Hey there." she says with her angelic voice.

She leaned into me for a hug and I was shocked when she did this. It was so unexpecting and took me a couple seconds to register the closeness between us.