Everything that was happening was a lot.

I saw that America was getting destroyed by Lee when I arrive with the machine.

But he stopped, eyes wide as he realizes what he just did.

I open my eyes.

America isn't destroyed anyone, and Lee is smiling.

"It worked," he mouthed as my other best friends joined him.

Mike, and Tré. Eighteen.

My mouth grins as Mike and Tré give me a high five and a hug.

Lee was there, standing, his grin so large you could notice that it wasn't fake.

I let go of Mike and Tré and run over to Lee.

I grab his face, our lips colliding.

His reaction wasn't shock, it was...

He felt like it was right.

That's what I think anyway.

As our lips kissed, I felt us get more and more I to it.

Mike and Tré were behind me, roaring on about how happy they are for me.

Lee and I pull apart.

I stare at him, feeling my body float.

He's just so damn cute.

My blue hair fling in the air next to his blue hair.

Tré called out, "POSE IM TAKING A PICTURE!"

Lee and I posed.

Tré clicked the camera and we went over to see.

Mike smiled.

We all were smiling now.

We got together.

(This is a Picrew I found)

I was in front, Lee to my right (your left), Tré to my left (your right), Mike behind.

We walked off to Lee's house.

His parents weren't there, his mom in her house with her parents (six, a guy in this time), his other mom, in her room, (eight, in San Jose I think), they were playing with their toys.

Lee welcomed us into his house.

This house that hasn't been touched in ages.

His grin was bigger than anything as he grabbed a coke from the fridge.

Mike and Tré sat on the couch, and started making out.

Lee took a sip of his drink, making me blush from his cuteness.

I slam him against a wall, him dropping his Coke-Cola.

I start making out with him.

I think I'm falling in love....