We wasted the night away, drinking beer and partying our last night together, and I found myself staring at Emilia. I was flabbergasted at how I didn’t really notice her before – she was drop-dead gorgeous and we were classmates for years but I never really paid any attention to her. Maybe I was just too distracted with all the cheerleaders and freshman babes that practically threw themselves at me.
To my surprise, she was staring back.
“I’m starting to feel a little tipsy,” she whispered into my ear. It was around two o’clock in the morning by then and even I was getting too intoxicated and sleepy. I had to stop drinking so I could still drive.
“Me too, actually,” I replied. “You want to get out of here?”
She shrugged, “Can you walk me to the bus stop?”
I chuckled and nodded, “Wait, where do you live? Let me drive you home. We can stop by a store and pick up some donuts on the way there.”
Emilia pointed at my friends, “Uhm, I live down by White River Bay. Won’t they mind?”
“Nah, they won’t give a flying fuck,” I assured her. “I’m going to hang out with them tomorrow anyway.”
She then agreed and we quickly bade farewell to my friends. I didn’t want to waste time explaining to them why I was leaving and they fortunately didn’t ask questions. I simply waved goodbye and walked Emilia over to my car.
Her jaw dropped the moment she saw what I was driving – it was the latest Aston Martin DB9. I intentionally bought this brand of car because I was a big James Bond fan. Bond always drove an Aston Martin so I just had to have one too.
“Come on, let me help you in,” I told her as I unlocked the passenger door. She took my hand and gently stepped inside.
I then stepped into the driver’s seat and drove us out of the parking lot. We kept silent but only until she couldn’t help herself from squealing in delight. I turned to her with a big smile on my face.
“What’s so exciting?” I had to ask.
Emilia bit down on her lip before she answered, “You really want to know?”
I nodded and then turned back to keep my eyes on the road.
“Who fucking cares, I’m drunk,” she said before she spilled the beans. “I kind of have a big crush on you. That’s why I’m always present at your football games.”
That made me smile and a warm feeling swelled in my chest. I turned to her and asked, “W-wait, you mean that? How come you’ve never told me?”
“How can I when you’re surrounded by legions of hot cheerleaders? They’ve got bigger tits than I do, they’re throwing themselves at you and they’re always around you. How can I compete with those?”
For a moment I felt a little sorry. Here she was, this cute hot chick who’s had a crush on me for so long but I never gave her the time of day until now. I had all those moments with the usual college whores but here was a girl who genuinely liked me.
An idea then popped into my head. I took a sudden right turn and Emilia grabbed my arm when she noticed we weren’t heading towards White River Bay.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
I pointed ahead to the tree lines. The main highway branched off and I took a small dirt road leading directly into the woods. There was a small park nearby and some camping grounds but I was intending on taking her just a little beyond those areas.
“I want to show you something,” I then answered as soon as I was sure we were on the right road.
Emilia’s face scrunched up in confusion, “What would you want to show me here? Nobody hangs out around here anymore.”
“That’s kind of the point,” I answered her as I continued to drive deep into the woods. The overhead canopy of trees began to grow so thick even the bright moonlight couldn’t pierce through much. It was so dark I had to rely solely on the lights of my car to keep going forward.
Finally, we reached a small glade where the moonlight could shine down. There was a giant boulder. As soon as we stepped out of the car I pointed it to her and explained, “I used to hang out here with some friends. This is the place we’d go to for a drink and to just unwind.”
“B-but why’d you bring me here?” she asked.
I pulled her by the hand and took her underneath the shade from the large boulder, “You want me to be honest with you too? I kind of felt bad knowing you’ve had this crush on me but we never got to hang out.”
“So what, you’re giving me a pity-date to celebrate our graduation?” she looked at me with a disappointed look.
I frantically shook my head and explained, “N-no, it’s nothing like that. Sure, I feel sorry and all but come on, who wouldn’t want to date you? You’re like so damn fucking hot.”