The van ride took forever. I've been in these vans all my life, so I ignored the smell, the wet spots, and by the fact that it's always cold. The only other person in the van (besides the driver) was Michael, but he wasn't good company. We just kept talking about random stuff and playing Rock-Paper- Scissors.
"Hey Michael?" I asked.
"Yeah Eddie?" Michael replied.
"Do you think she's thinking about m right now?"
"No. She doesn't even know you exist. Except the time in the hallway, but she only saw your figure."
"That's not all." I mumbled.
"What? She saw you?"
"No! She heard me, and I saw her."
"I sort of bumped into her by accident while I was running through a big crowd."
"That's why I couldn't find her."
"Never mind that. What did she look like to you."
I started to think about how she looked. I guess I was thinking about it for a while, because I was woken up by Michael.
"Michael! Why did you wake me up from that wonderful day dream?"
"I woke you up because you were drooling like crazy! Jeez man, get a towel."
I looked down. Sure enough, there was a giant pile of drool on the floor.
"Sorry Michael. I was thinking about her again."
"Stop calling her her please. Her nickname is V., so call her V. please?"
"Alright. Wait, do you think she would be freaked out by all of this?"
Michael started to think a little hard. After a little, he looked back at me.
"Maybe a little, she not really a 'freak out' kind of person."
"That's good." I was relived, sort of. I'm still scared. What is she refuses to be with me because she has a boyfriend. I that happens, I might kill myself. Maybe, she might accept me, then kiss me, then break up with me because I'm a bad kisser. That would be bad because I've never kissed anyone. I have to calm down. None of these bad things will happen (I hope).
The van parked, we're here. Another van was parked. That meant she's here too. Now that I think about it, I feel that warm feeling, and the safe feeling again. It makes me so happy. I was about to tell Michael this, but when I turned to him, he was gone. I got out and saw him jump on V. You could have hurt her, I thought, but then again, he won't hurt her. I started to walk closer without thinking about it, like a gravitational pull. I heard Michael's voice as I got really close.
"I know you have a warm feeling V. I see it in your face."
This was my chance to talk to her for the first time (really talk to her; face-to-face)
"Yes," I said casually, "And so do I."
I guess I scared her because she jumped up. Then, she started to look around for something, I'm guessing it she was looking for me. She started to walk toward me. When she found me, she gave me a hug. Then she looked up at my face. Her jaw dropped. She was probably thinking how beautiful I am, which I'm not. I have dark red hair and blue eyes. It doesn't match. I would think that she would find that weird, my hair and eyes, but judging by her expression, she liked it very much.
"Edgar." She choked out.
"I know the feeling of choking on words. That's what happened to me when I saw you."
"But…you… I… what?"
"It's okay, you don't need to talk. You will-" I was cut off by her. It made me so shocked I thought I was going to faint. She kissed me, kissed me. She looked shocked too, like me, but it felt nice for a kiss. It made me feel safe and brought peace to my mind.
It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses.
After about 1 minute, she pulled away, but I didn't want to stop. I opened my eyes, everyone was looking at us, and she blushed. Too bad I never blush, but I felt bad for her, really bad, like it was my fault.
"Tell me," I said, breathing hard, "What is your name?"
"You don't know my name?" she asked, shocked, "I thought you knew?"
"No, I just know your nickname, and the first few letters of your real name."
"It's Veronica, but you can call me V. if you want."
Veronica, that's a beautiful name.
"I'll just call you Veronica. It's a pleasure to meet you, and kiss you."
"Yeah, sorry about that. Your face is just so beautiful, I couldn't help it. I could tell you didn't want to stop though."
That made me blush at the thought. Which was strange, because I've never blushed before.
"Sorry about that. That was my first kiss. It's been a while since I got out of the house. I knew this day would come, so I never had a girlfriend. You might find that weird I guess."
"No, I don't. It doesn't really matter to me. You're beautiful on the outside, and awesome and beautiful on the inside."
That made me light up even more than before. I wanted to kiss her again, but I resisted.
"Thanks. Now let's get going. I know Katie never told you the story of the Spirit Guardians, so I'm going to tell you."
"Tryfile thought that she did tell the story." I looked at Tryfile when Veronica said that. Tryfile blushed a little at that.
"No, and I know that," I said, looking back at Veronica "Let's walk down the Graveyard of War, and I will explain everything about your life and mine."
She looked joyful being next to me.
"First," she said, "Tell me what Tpolemos means."