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Valentine woke up the next morning to the sound of the ocean waves crashing on the sand. "Ender sure does have a nice house." she said out loud to her self. "mhmm..." She heard Petra say. She turned to find her sleeping in bed. Valentine laughed. Petra was sleeping, but still able to hear her. Weird.

Valentine got dressed and brushed her teeth. She walked down the hall and stopped by Ender's room, where she heard soft snoring through the door. She opened slowly, and saw Ender sleeping, hugging a pillow. He was just ten years old a few minutes ago, and now he owns a house. Just a few minutes more and he will be kissing the bride. Time flies so fast.

She closed the door softly and walked to the living room. She turned on the TV to hear about a festival in the middle of town. Petra, who was already dressed, walked in. "Whatcha watching?" she asked. "News. We are going to the festival today." Petra smiled. "Cool. I'm gonna make waffles. Do you want one?" Ender walked in next. "Sure." he said. "I wasn't talking to you, Ender." she said with a look. "Can you make one for me anyway?" He asked, looking at her with a look that would make anyone do anything for him. "She gave in, rolling her eyes but smiling slightly. "Fine." Ender smiled. "Thank you, and good morning."

He looked over to Valentine. "Hey, what are we doing today?" Valentine rolled her eyes. "How come Petra gets a good morning and I don't?" he shrugged. "I don't know. I just remembered to say good morning to her and not to you. Not that I would forget you or anything, or that I remember Petra more than you. That would be weird. You're my sister. And that..." He rambled on and on turning a tad bit pinker every time he said Petra's name. Valentine smiled. Ender has a crush. She had known since two weeks ago when they went to the college tour. Petra wasn't really listening, as she was trying to jam the frozen waffles into the toaster.

"Why aren't they fitting?" She yelled in frustration. Ender stopped talking."What's not fitting?" he asked. "The stupid waffles won't fit in the stupid toaster, stupid!" she yelled at Ender. "No reason to call people stupid Petra. Put them in the microwave." he said. She sighed and put it in the microwave. "I am a horrible cook." she said. Bean walked in. "Take cooking classes." he answered. She rolled her eyes. "Like that's gonna help."

Peter was the last to come in, saying, "Where are we going Valentine?" Valentine sighed. "Festival." she answered. "Not one good morning today." she added. Ender heard the microwave alarm go off and immediately ran to the microwave. He beat Petra to it and took the waffles. "Those were mine!" she said, trying to reach for the waffles that were held above Ender's head. She was noticeably shorter than him, and couldn't reach them. "Sorry, but they're mine now." he grinned . Petra pushed him and he landed on the ground, waffle in hand. She took it from him and walked to the living room.

Ender sighed. He looked over at Bean who was texting someone on his phone. Peter was doing the same, and Valentine was watching the news. Petra was enjoying her waffle peacefully on the patio. Should she ask her now? He walked over to the patio and sat down next to her. "Hey." he said. She looked up. "Oh, hi Ender. Sorry I pushed you. Have a waffle. I had an extra." She gave the extra one to Ender. "Thanks. Are you excited about going to the festival?" he asked. "Yeah, the festivals here are really cool. I went to one last year. This summer is going pretty nice so far. Other than the dress shopping, of course." They laughed. "You were basically dying of boredom there."
Ender said.

"Yeah." Petra stood up and walked toward the beach. Ender followed. "Petra, what did you think about that college tour guy?" he asked, curious to hear her answer. She laughed. "It kind of got annoying with all of those comments being whispered in my ear. I didn't like him." she said."Yeah, he was barely even saying anything about the academy." Ender said, laughing. They stared at the waves for a few moments.

"Petra?" Ender asked. "Yeah?" she said. "Never mind." Petra looked at him. "Oh come on, tell me!" she pleaded. "I...uh..." Ender started. "Skip to the words." Petra said. "I can't say it, Petra." She laughed. "Write it then." She handed him a notepad that she had in her pocket. He looked at her, worried. "Don't say anything until the end, okay?" She rolled her eyes. "Fine, now start writing!"Ender looked at the notepad for a second, and then started to write.

"It all started when we were at Dave and Buster's. We were eating pizza, and I was feeling lightheaded. I finally understand why. I wasn't tired, as Bean had pointed out to me before, I had 'butterflies in my stomach.' I finally realized that I have liked you all along. Really liked you. When we go to the festival, I want to go with you as my girlfriend.

Do you accept the challenge?"

He took a breath and handed it to Petra. She read slowly, and then her eyes moved down the page faster and faster. She looked up at him and smiled. "Smiling is good right?" he thought. She kissed him, right then and there, on the beach, on the lips. "I accept." she said happily, and skipped to the patio and out the door. She certaintly was a wonder.


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