By Savannah Sant
Date: 15 September 1999

There's Something More

"I mustn't go in," I say, glancing at the water, it was much too cold. i shiver, not because of the thought of the glassy blue liquid touching my skin, but because i am so happy to be. so happy to be there with him. He takes my hand then, not knowing how great his warm touch feels. He persuades me to take a dip with him.

"Women get too cold all the time," he teases. The sun is going down but only when the breeze hits do I get goosebumps. We walk in together, its a lot warmer than I thought, he offers to carry me in like a father carries a child on his back. I agree, wodering how this friend has become so much more in my heart. As he wades in slowly, i feel his shoulders slightly bend in as he shivers. I think maybe he'll turn back, want to get out, but then i hope he doesn't.

"A little chilly," I say mockingly at him. We've reached our shoulders now. Afraid to let the water invade our bodies heat, I'm still holding him close. There is a brief moment, I glance in his eyes a little too long. We part seconds later. I hear his teeth chatter quietly.

"I thought guys weren't supposed to be cold? The water feels great doesn't it?" He gives me a coy look, it says if I keep egging him on im going under for sure. Laughing lightly I swim towards him. enjoying this time too much to get into one of our playful fights. Befor long we decide that its not as warm as we thought. Walking slowly back to the car we make idle conversation. The ride back to his house is quiet except for the radio's low hum. Its never uncomfortable silence with us, only enjoyment of eachother's company. Tired and cold, I change into my cozy grey pants and his old blue sweatshirt. He's already in the living room when i'm done changing. Laying on the couch, the sight of him makes me warm all over again. I lay with him as I drift into a deep sleep. I dream that we are something more. Besides being best friends, we're soulmates. Then i wake to a loud knock. Our friend has arrived unexpectedly. I realize we've been sleeping for at least an hour, his arm is still around me. It feels like it belongs there. I shake myself out of my dreamy world, It's time for me to go. He gives me a hug and holds tight just a little longer. I pull away, i need to go. Flashing a smile at our buddy, I head towards my car. It will be okay. We love eachother, we're bestfriends.

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