I approach Stacy's home after getting a text from her. I'm definitely nervous as my heart pounds faster with every step I take towards the door. I hesitate at first, but I muster up the courage to knock on her door. I wait for a while, and it gives me enough time to think about what I can do while I hang out at her place. The door opens and I'm greeted by none other than Stacy herself. How I enjoy staring at her. She has a thin, chubby-cheeked face. Her brown, wavy hair that hangs from her head to her shoulders is impressive. She has a great set of light blue pupils. Her nose is small, yet cute. And her lips have been a seductive pair that can intoxicate anyone to fall in love with her. "Jason! I don't have to repeat your name when you're right in front of me!" Oh yea, and she can be angry, but in a cute way. I enter her hom- "Wait a minute. Jason, I didn't give you permission to go into my home. I invited you over here because we're going somewhere else." I grew a confused face and decided to ask her what she meant. She responds with, "Well, you know. We've been friends for about seven months now, and neither of us has ever expressed anything other than that we're just friends. But.... Umm...." She begins to twirl her hair as she stumbles to say what's on her mind.