The summer was never ending, day after day spent in fields of waving corn, the gentle sound of humming insects filled the air, and sensual concoctions of a an English summer meadow filled ones mind. In a giant oak tree seemingly there since the dawning of the ages, sat a young boy and girl, both touched by the suns golden paintbrush, neither caring what the world would bring, both lost in the joys of youth.
The boy stopped poking a stick into the tree trunk and looked into the eyes of freckled face girl who sat next to him, making a chain of daisies. His own pale blue eyes squinted as he looked into the sunlight, which seemed to make a halo around the girls' face.
"Kayla" he said, not sure enough of what to say or if he was right even trying to say it. The girl looked up seemed to sense this was a special moment and smiled a smile that dimmed the sunlight on the summer's day. He looked and knew he was right, and it was right, this was the moment.
"Kayla" he said, this time his voice was sure and clear, "We are good friends aren't we?"
She smiled again "Kobe, we are best friends, you know that."
"Well" Kobe continued "I know we are both young, and there is the rest of our lives ahead of us..." he looked into her dark green eyes, would she laugh? Was she laughing inside at his stumbling attempts even now? The eyes that looked back showed nothing but concentration at what he was saying, though deep down he thought he could see something else, something he was not sure off.
He stumbled on, "We have been friends for a long time, and well, I... umm could we uhh... I mean when we get older??" He was lost he couldn't find the words.
She sensed his problem, and taking the daisy chain, placed it around his neck, then taking his hands in hers, she gently kissed him on the lips.
"Yes" she said "If you will wait so will I, and yes I feel the same" then slowly she kissed him again, this time with a kiss that went on ...