I wake up with a big headache. I feel the back of my head and feel a small, bruised bump. I look at my metal headboard on my bed and see a dent in the metal. I hit my head on the headboard when I fell asleep. I get over it and look at my clock. It's noon. I groan and lay back into my pillows. I don't want to get up! I stay there for a few minutes and then decide I should get up and I roll out of bed and remember, I need to be at the Pizza Plaza! I text a quick, frantic apology to Jason. Thankfully, he reads the text and understands. I quickly pull on some clothes and tell my parents where I'm going and I race out the door. I sprint all the way there, and but the time I get there I'm sweating and panting. I step inside and see Jason. "Hey, Jason. What's up?" I say between pants. I lean over and put my hand on my thigh to give me more balance. Jason giggles and walks over to help me stand up straight.

"Keep your head up, Tara." He smiles. That grin is just so perfect. His dimples seem to light up the world. His beautiful eyes warm me up. I stand there and stare at his perfect face for a moment, and then I realize what I'm doing and snap out of it. "Let's get a table." He says. We walk over to the host and we get our table. Luckily, it's away from the windows so nobody will see us from outside. We sit down at our table and stare at each other for a few moments before we start to look at the menu. We both decide quickly what we want and we stare at each other some more. Eventually, or waiter comes and takes our order, a large cheese pizza and a large milkshake with two straws. And this time, the drink is for me and Jason, not me and Jackson, luckily.

Our milkshake gets here and we both immediately lean down to take a drink. Our noses touch and we look up at each other and giggle. I smile as I stop drinking. I flirtatiously brush back a piece of my hair and lean back in my seat. He then flirtatiously flips his hair. We both laugh at each others sad attempts to flirt. We stare and smile at each other until our pizza gets to our table. We both pick up a slice and start to eat it. With my absolute loss in clean eating, a giant glob of tomato sauce lands on my chin. I giggle and put down my pizza slice and picks up a napkin to wipe of my face, but before I can, Jason leans over and wipes the sauce off with his finger. He wipes his finger off on a napkin and smiles at me. "I can take care of you. Don't worry about it." He grins. I laugh and we stare at each other more. We eat a couple of slices of pizza, but then just stop and look at each other. It feels like time has stopped and all that exists is me and Jason. Jason closes his eyes and leans in and I do the same. Our lips meet for a moment and then we break away. "Where did that come from, shy guy?" I ask with a smile.

"It just felt right," he says. He looks like a little boy that just got the new action figure he asked for for Christmas.

"Well, it was right." I say. And before you people judge, there are people kissing in like second grade ok? It was just a little kiss. It wasn't much. Don't judge, ok? Good.

"I know we have only known each other for a few days," he say, "but I really like you."

"I agree with that statement." I say. We both grin and smile at each other for a few moments. Then I look at the clock across from us. It's already 3. "I really should be going." I say, glancing at the clock.

"Ok," he says. "You can head off, I'll pay. Bye, Tara."

"Bye, Jason." I say. I leave the restaurant and start the walk home. That was the best two and a half hours of my life. I like Jason and he's my best friend it seems. We're perfect for each other. We love the same things, and hate the same things. We also like each other. Jason is perfect.

I get home and go up to my room after telling my parents I'm home. I sit up in my room until dinner. I eat through dinner daydreaming and going off into La La land. The rest of the evening goes bye quickly and I head up to bed. After texting with Jason for a little while I fall asleep, dreaming of Jason and I all night long.