Today was just a day like any other: I woke up, dressed myself, and headed to the garage where me and my best friend, Daisy, worked on cars together.

I arrived at the garage, thinking nothing was out of the ordinary, until I saw Daisy. She was dressed in green overalls with a white, grease-stained shirt underneath. My heart did a backflip in my chest, which had never happened before.

I chose to ignore it and continue like we normally do. “Morning’ Daisy!” I say to her as she sits in her usual chair, right beside mine.

“Mornin! Anything new?”

My heart did another little backflip as she pulled all her hair to the side and began to braid it.

“No, nothing new,” I lied.

“Hm, okay. The boss said he’s coming in for a visit today, so be prepared.”

“Today?” There was no way the boss was coming today, since he normally warned Daisy and I about a week in advance.

Daisy just nodded and walked away, and I strangely found myself wanting her to come back.

Stop being stupid, I told myself, she’s way out of your league anyways.

I stood up from my chair, causing it to make a loud screeching sound as I stood.

Daisy turned back around. “What’s up?” She asked. Even the sound of her voice was making me go crazy. What was wrong with me?

“I just-“ I gave up and walked out of the garage to get some fresh air.

“Hey, you good?” I heard Daisy ask from behind me. “You seem a little off today.”

“It’s gonna sound really weird,” i admitted, turning to her and offering a small smile.

“I’ve probably heard worse.”

I took a deep breath and told her about how I kept getting butterflies every time I saw her, and couldn’t get her out of my head. Thankfully, she listened patiently and not judgmentally, and when I was done, she gave me a sad look.

“Honestly, I’ve felt the same about you for a long time, but I could never get up the courage to say anything to you about it.”

Relief washed over me like a flood. “Thank goodness. I was scared you’d just reject me and everything would be awkward between us.”

“Come on, you know that’s not like me.”

I smiled at her, loving her more every time she spoke. That little dimple on her right cheek, the way her bangs fell over her eyes and she brushed them away, I loved it all.

“What?” She asked me, and I realized I’d been staring at her.

“Nothing,” I lied, and smiled down at the ground.