-Emerald-
Brant drops me off at the doorstep of my house. I get off of his bike.
"That was...fun." I say giving the helmet back to him.
"I know." He smiles.
'It's the second time he has smiled at me.'
I smile like a Cheshire Cat at him.
"What?" He asks.
"What what?" I retort.
"Why are you smiling like that at me?" He questions.
"Because it's the second time you've smiled at me." I point out.
What did you just say, Emerald? Are you mad? Now he'll think you're creepy. Way to go!
Realising my mistake, I blush twenty different shades of red.
"Uhum...I'm sorry." I say, looking down shyly.
To my surprise, he chuckles.
"I'm glad you noticed." He smiles again.
But this time, his smile was different. It was genuine and honest and everything beautiful in the world.
"I'm glad you didn
