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I woke to my phone vibrating violently on my bedside table, groaning and blindly swatting my hand on the hard wood table my fingers curled around a cold metal block, I bought it to my ear,

"Hello?" I mumbled pushing my wild locks away from my face,

"Babe?" His voice came across the line, sweet and filled with concern as ever, when I heard it my heart skipped a beat and my eyes flew open, adjusting to the dull light of my bedroom,

"Hey!" I replied, suddenly energised,

"Hey Fray, I can't talk for long, my mum is still asleep - " "So was I!" I cut in, he just laughed quietly to himself, "anyway," he continued like I hadn't interrupted, "I was wondering if you would like to grab a cup of coffee before school,"

"Sure," I replied, rolling out of bed to look at my clock which read; 6.57, "Lewis!" I exclaimed fuming at the fact I was up so early and he laughed whole heartedly,

"See you in 20,"

"Okay... And Simon?"

"Yes?"

"No pet names," with that I hung up the phone and ran to my cupboard

I couldn't try to look impressive for Simon, after all I was heading to school, but I tried to make an effort; hiking up my catholic school girl skirt to show off more of my slim pale legs and keeping some buttons on my shirt undone to try and show off some of my small curves that have developed over the past year. I also tied my hair up the way he like it and put on minimal make up to impress him further.

It took me more than 20 minutes to get ready so I was running out the door to the Starbucks where we usually met. When I got there Simon was already sitting there in his school uniform with two cups of coffee, I stopped for a second before he saw me to check that everything was straight before walking to his table.

His eyes lit up when he saw me, he placed the two cups down and got up to welcome me. His lanky arms wrapped around my short body and he pulled me in for a quick kiss, his lips taste sweet like his coffee and the kiss was gentle and soft. I hadn't kissed anyone else other than Simon but I couldn't imagine anyone kissing me better than he does,

"Hey Babe," I shoved him playfully dropping into my seat and taking my coffee cup,

"What did I say?" He looked sheepishly at me before taking his own seat,

"No pet names," he took his coffee and took a deep sip. It is still early days in our relationship, we had been friends before that... For a long time, I can still remember the day our friendship ended

*flash back*

"No way Fray!" Simon yelped as I beat him for the second time in the row at Call Of Duty: Black Ops,

"You better believe it!" I gloated slamming his Playstation controller down on his worn bedroom carpet and leaning against the foot of his queen single bed,

"Well," Simon said, putting his controller down and turning off the TV, "I believe that you must be using performance enhancing drugs, because no one beats be at Black Ops," I scoffed, he faced me, his brown eyes sharpened under his glasses,

"Just admit it, you're not as good me," he laughed, leaning back so he looked down at me, I stuck out my tongue childishly at him, making a show of it, rubbing it in further. There was no doubt about it, the last two games were total flukes but I wasn't doing to admit it,

"Oh!" Simon realised, "I got this new anime episode, I thought we could watch!" He leant over me to grab the DVD container form under the bed, his head close to my neck, almost too close, I could feel his warm breath stirring some of my flaming red hair resting on my shoulder, he glanced up sensing my eyes on him. Now he was close, looking into my eyes through a layer of glass, now getting the container he was on his way back, with this close proximity I could see a little bit of cheese dust from Cheetos on his cheek, I reached out, not noticing what I was doing and held his jaw and ran my thumb along his cheek dusting away the cheese flavouring. His skin was smooth and soft to touch, his cheeks have been hollowing out over the past month but being this close I could feel and see how much he had changed. His eyes warred wide and stunned at my sudden intermit contact, I blushed scarlet and dropped his gaze and my hand. But I wasn't fast enough, he caught my hand with his own and I looked back up, his gaze now was trained on my small pale hand, tracing the lines on my palm, he looked back up at me turning my hand so my freckled back hand was facing up,

"Simon I-" he gingerly placed his lips on my hand, his warm lips we stiff and slowly formed a gentle kiss on my hand, I sucked in a breath, this isn't how friends should behave, never ever. He didn't stop there though, his eyes, never dropped mine as he dropped my hand and went instead to hold my cheek, his hand was shaking slightly as he lent in so our noses touched but he didn't move any further, he paused for a long time his eyes asking silently for permission. This is what you want, isn't it? My inner voice told me, you always wanted your first kiss to be with someone special, someone you cared about... Why not Simon? Who else could it be but the boy who played with you when you were young, the boy with whom you shared sleepovers and secrets and the boy who knows everything about you? You deserve him... Go on, the voice sounded every convincing but my more rational side was nagging me, what about your friendship? It will go. What if it ends on bad terms? You would lose a life long friend. I bit my lip, indecisive, Simon breath suddenly became rugged,

"God Fray, I love it when you do that," that was it, no more decisions, no more chances. He leant the rest of the way in and his lips crashed against mine, it was our first kiss and frankly it was messy, hard and a bit disgusting but it was a kiss and as it grew deeper we got better, switching positions now and again to gain vantage...

*flash back end*

I took a sip of my coffee, it was delicious and just the way I liked it, I love the fact Simon knows so much about me especially my coffee order 'black like my soul' I grinned to myself,

"what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," I replied, he just rolled his eyes and looked down at his cup, inhaling deeply,

"You know what?" He asked still looking down,

"What?" I asked leaning forward across the table,

"I think I am going to walk you to school..." I was suddenly scared, I loved Simon, like more than life it's self but he couldn't be seen at my all girls school and to top it off the fact my mum was the art teacher there... I didn't want her to see us... I still haven't told her about us yet and Simon didn't knew that either... Plus I was planning to fix my clothes on the walk to school so I didn't get a signature from the teachers for having my skirt above my knee,

"Look," I began, ready to lie my ass off but he beat me to it, "shit!" He swore getting to his feet , "we're going to be late," I crossed my arms stubbornly but he hooked my by the elbow and slung both mine and his bags over his shoulders and we were out the door.

I never got to fix my skirt or shirt before walking through the school gates but I got a good bye kiss, it was embarrassing to say the least, not only was our kiss deep and passionate but it was in front of my catholic girl school where my mother was a teacher.

I walked, as if in a dream, a trance, I walked with the flow of girl students, my eyes sliding without registering their interested eyes on me. A squeal of excitement broke my trace and I spun to see one smiling, happy and excited Isabelle,

"Oh my god! Cla-ry!" I turned beet red and looked down at myself and swore, tugging at my skirt, "I wasn't commenting on your clothes," she said rolling her made up eyes then walking up to me and taking me by my shoulder leading me down the hall, "I was talking about your cute little toy-"

"Don't say that!" I hissed, taking myself from her grasp and walking swiftly to my locker, but her long legs caught up with me with no trouble,

"Sorry Clary," Izzy said in a whiny, 'innocent voice', "he's just so cuuuttttee!" My glaze hit her flawless face like a brick, "Sorry," she mumbled toying with the lock on her locker directly next to me and grabbing her books, she stared at me and I blushed again and leaned deeper into my locker. A light tap of her fingers on my shoulder earned my glance, she had a sliver envelope in her hand, I turned to face her, looking up slightly to meet her piercing blue eyes, she gave me a slight nod and I took the envelope, "Think about it," she said giving me one of her winks that made all the boys swoon.