Fire
Andrew sat down on a log nearby as he pondered on what to say next. I stood in front of him awkwardly with my arms crossed in front of my chest. I already knew what I was going to say. I was going to tell him that whatever had happened yesterday had been impulsive and that we shouldn't jump to any conclusions or into a relationship because of it. Alex really liked him and the last thing I wanted to put more of a strain on my friendship with her because of Andrew.
I would tell him that yes, I felt sparks between us but that it must be normal. Everyone can feel them at some point, it doesn't mean much of anything.
As I chanted the words in my mind, I knew my excuses were lame and childish. Alex would understand if I liked Andrew. I knew she would. She wasn't the kind of person who
