Fighting the Impossible : Challenges

    The light from the outside blinded me at first, but as my vision cleared, Jason's smile grew more and more pronounced until it kind of melted my heart. I wanted so much to say yes to him, but I knew deep down that if I did and we...you know, it could end badly and hurt both of us. Him more than me.
    "You showed up," he said, as if he was expecting anything less.
    "The cafeteria was serving fish sticks today. That was one meal I could skip," I joked. He laughed along with me.
    This is wrong, I inwardly cursed myself.
    No it isn't. It's oh-so right, I corrected myself.
    "Are you okay, Violet? You like like you're about to hurt someone. Am I gonna die?" Jason asked, half-joking.
    "Huh? Oh, no, sorry, I was just thinking to myself." No need to say what about. "So why am I here exactly?"
    In a swift movement, Jason grabbed me by the wrist and was leading me down the giant hill in the back of the school, running. This is gonna sound old, but I'm not coordinated, so running in general is hard, nevermind running while someone is pulling me.
    We came to a stop in the center of the track field which was out of use considering that it was December.
    December...Two months...my conscious reminded me.
    Shut up! I yelled at myself.
    I was panting for breath after that sprint down the hill, but Jason was standing, back toward me, looking over the school's fence and over the horizon, which was almost invisible due to snow covering the mountains and fog and the gray sky that hung overhead. He was breathing completely steady, as if he hadn't just run down a giant hill towing someone behind him. Snow flurries fell, and so did my face. I hated the snow, but I had to admit, that it was beautiful falling down like this.
    As a breeze blew softly over us, Jason's hair blew in the wind and so did mine. He closed his eyes. I didn't want to disturb him, but I was cold and he was procrastinating.
    "Jason?" I said softly, breaking him out of his reverie.
    "Hmm?" he said turning towards me.
    "Why are we here?"
    "Do you like me, Violet?" he asked.
    I hated this topic. He knew I liked him, but I couldn't go out with him.
    "You know I do, Jason, but that's irrelevent."
    "That's all I needed to hear," and with that, he kissed me. I was longing to push him away, but something stopped me. This kiss was magic, if there was such a thing. Pure and unadulterated heat filled both of us, forgetting the cold that whipped around us. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He broke it.
    "I love you, Violet Sephiroth. I really do," he whispered.
    "I love you, too," I whispered back.
    A tear slid down my left cheek, and I ran.