Brandon

"You had a good night at prom, darling?" Mom asks me at breakfast. She's made my favorite - pancakes, scrambled eggs, and some waffles. I am starving, no different to usual. I sure eat a lot, but I can afford it since I work out a lot and our coach drills us like crazy on the pitch. Now the last game is over for Denver and me; we have all summer to do as we please.

I'll still be running and working out heavily in the gym. Coach has told us we can use the ground as much as we like to keep our arms strong. We both join our college team in just a few weeks' time, and boy am I excited.

It's only a few more years, and I will be drafted for the NFL. Me. It's like something you dream of when you're a kid, and only a small percentage make it. I'm one of the extremely lucky ones to be chosen, and not by any team- my home, Lizzie, of California. I shake my head.

"What, is that a no? You didn't have a good time?" Mom asks, furrowing her brows.

"It was awesome, Mom. We had a blast." I pour a healthy amount of maple syrup over my pancakes and my scrambled egg and begin to tuck in.

"Who got crowned, and did you take a lot of pictures?" Er, I didn't, but I know who did: my Lizziey-Baby. Just thinking about her makes me smile; my heart surges to heights I never knew it could. Wow, this is what being in love feels like. If I could sell it, I'd be an overnight billionaire.

"Lizzie took loads, Mom. We're off to the beach later to play volleyball. When we come back, I'll bring her over, and she can show you them all. It was cool. They made the gym look like some kind of Disney stage. You'd have loved it." I know Mom missed her prom; her mother got sick, and Mom stayed with her until the last moment. It's kind of sad, but she always says that she wouldn't have missed a second with her mom over a dance and a pretty dress. That's the way my mom is: a kind, gentle soul.

"Nuts, though, that it's finally summer holidays and I won't play with the team anymore." I take a drink of my coffee.

"Time moves on, honey. You'll still have Denver on the college team, though. You must be so made up you two can stay together."

"For real. I would miss him; he's my best guy friend."

"You're going to miss him, Lizzie, though. That's going to be hard." Mom sits down at the island with me, coffee in hand and tucks her hair behind her ears. She looks as young and as fresh as a young woman in her twenties. I know money can buy you all those damn expensive lotions and potions, but my mom makes her own. For a billionaire's wife, she sure is down to earth. I hope when I make it in the NFL, it won't change me as a man. I never want to lose who I am and become one of those dicks that suddenly make it big, earn a lot of money and throw it around like a jackass.

I try not to think about how torn I'm going to feel when Lizzie does go to Texas, and now that we've crossed the friendship-to-dating line, it makes me anxious. Can we sustain a long-distance relationship? What if she meets someone who sweeps her off her feet? What if she's just so used to me being there for her that she thinks she is in love with me? Boy, so many things are going through my mind right now.

"Absolutely, I'm going to miss her. We've never been separated except for some holidays here and there since we were kids. Even then, our families have mostly had holidays together." I finish my breakfast and coffee.

"Gotta run, Mom. I'm meeting everyone in half an hour and need to get over to Lizzie's to pick her up."

"Have fun and don't get sunburnt. It's going to be a scorcher today." She smiles. I give Mom a kiss on her cheek and grab my bag on the way out the door.

Lizzie is already waiting across the road; she's sitting on her step, looking cute and adorable in white denim, frayed cut-off shorts. A pink halter neck, and boy, when she jumps around, I'm going to find it difficult not to look at those heavy tits of hers bouncing up and down. It makes me erect. I smile and wave at her as she starts walking towards me.

I swear I'm going to melt just looking at her hips swaying from side to side and those long, lean legs of hers, toned and defined from all her running. Her auburn hair is in a high ponytail, and she's wearing the brightest smile ever.

"Hey there, lover boy." She coos. It makes me chuckle.

"Hey, baby. You feeling good this morning?" I slip my arm around her and pull her to me, feeling her tits against my chest. Damn, she feels good and smells of strawberries.

"New shampoo?" I ask, since usually she uses coconut and lime.

"That's what I love about you, Brandon. You notice the small things." She kisses me briefly, I press my erect dick into her groin. She groans.

"Later, baby. Later."

"When later?"

"Someone is an impatient little madam this morning," I tell her and open the truck door for her.

"Well, with that, anyone would be." Her eyes are focusing now on my crotch. I lift her chin up.

"I'm up here, baby, up here." She swats me gently on my arm, then steps inside the truck. I tap her ass. She giggles. Damn, she's one fine, sexy girl, that's for sure.

We play a range of different music from our joint Spotify playlist and chat about the summer holidays as we drive through the traffic to the beach. It's amazing that we had such intimacy last night and went from besties to more than that. There is no embarrassment, no feeling weird. You know what, it's like it was always meant to be. I couldn't be happier as I listen and sing along to her favorite Miley Cyrus and Taylor Swift tracks using her mobile as a fake mic. She holds it towards my mouth, and I join in and sing the choruses with her. We're having the best time; it's free and easy, and I am sure hoping that when we both go to college we can make this work.

Otherwise, I'm going to be gutted, my heart will be torn to shreds, and I don't think I'll be able to breathe without my girl in my life.

"Oo, I can see Tammy and Tobias. Don't they look just so damn adorable." Lizzie hangs her head out of the truck window, positions her fingers in her mouth, and lets out a wolf whistle. I laugh; it's cute.

"Hey." Tammy waves and shouts out towards the truck. Tobias looks up from the boot of Tammy's car and waves too. He's got a cooler box in one hand and closes the trunk down.

I pull up a few spaces down from them.

"Are you guys ready to be whipped?" I say, man-hugging Tobias and giving Tammy a small kiss on the cheek.

"You two won't know what's hit you. Tobe and I are going to beat you to a pulp." Tammy exudes confidence; only I know just how crap she is at volleyball. Tobias, however, is a master at it, why he doesn't play at championship level is beyond me. Seriously, that dude is that good.

I feel strong arms around my shoulders. "Bro, we're gonna win." Denver says with a huge goofy grin on his face.

Lilly hugs Tammy and Lizzie. "C'mon, girls, let's go set up."

It's going to be a huge, fun day; the six of us, all friends since we were kids, ready to take on the world.

My heart is literally bursting with fireworks knowing that my girl is by my side and knows exactly how in love with her I am. Nobody says anything as Lizzie turns and blows me a kiss. Lilly and Tammy giggle like five-year-old kids. Denver raises his eyebrows and grins. "About fucking time, bro." Tobias slaps me on the back.

"The six of us, man. Sure am going to miss us all when we go to college." Denver pulls both Tobes and me into a group man-hug.

The girls walk in front, and I cannot take my eyes off Lizzie's tight ass. What I'm going to do to her later is going to fucking blow her mind.