Soft on Soft

by Mina Waheed

If there was another thing besides Selena’s glowing smile that weakened June’s knees, not counting all of June's social anxieties, it was flirting.

None of that mattered when Selena opened the door. She absently thought, there should be fireworks. Why aren’t there any fireworks? Oh yeah. They’re in my chest.

June couldn’t believe that her crush is a gay who could drive. Oh wow, her crush got even bigger.

There was absolutely no space for embarrassment with Selena. She was so sincere and genuine that June’s anxiety couldn’t even start its shit around her.