Chapter 2
We sat on my front porch for a while, debating what we should tell the others. Or if we should tell them anything.
It was getting late, but it didn't matter. My parents were away on a business trip, as usual. It happened often. They're advertisers. You know, the people who put together all those commercials. It was a good paying job and all, but I don't see them too often. I'm usually stuck home with my older brother, Sean. He wasn't home either, he was at basketball camp.
I used to go there every summer. But ever since the whole Animorph thing I decided it was best to stay home and help. Basketball was my love, but now there are things more important than that.
"So, I say we tell them nothing." Marco stated.
"But what if they find out? Rachel will find some way of blaming it on me-." I would have finished my sentence but I was cut off.
"It was your idea." Marco butted in.
"My point exactly. She'll go ballistic." I laughed.
"Yeah, she would. But even if we told her she'd do that." He reasoned.
"Okay, so we keep our mouths shut?"
"That's the best plan." He looked up at the sky, "Hey look, a shooting star."
"That means we have to wish something." I told him.
"Okay, you first." He said.
"No. At the same time." I took his hand and made a wish.
When he let go of my hand I asked him what he wished for. He answered, "Courage."
"Courage?" I was confused, "Why?"
"To do this." He said and leaned closer to me. He brushed his lips against mine and we kissed.
He drew away and smiled, "What'd you wish for?"
I blushed, "I wished that you'd kiss me."
We sat on my front porch for a while, debating what we should tell the others. Or if we should tell them anything.
It was getting late, but it didn't matter. My parents were away on a business trip, as usual. It happened often. They're advertisers. You know, the people who put together all those commercials. It was a good paying job and all, but I don't see them too often. I'm usually stuck home with my older brother, Sean. He wasn't home either, he was at basketball camp.
I used to go there every summer. But ever since the whole Animorph thing I decided it was best to stay home and help. Basketball was my love, but now there are things more important than that.
"So, I say we tell them nothing." Marco stated.
"But what if they find out? Rachel will find some way of blaming it on me-." I would have finished my sentence but I was cut off.
"It was your idea." Marco butted in.
"My point exactly. She'll go ballistic." I laughed.
"Yeah, she would. But even if we told her she'd do that." He reasoned.
"Okay, so we keep our mouths shut?"
"That's the best plan." He looked up at the sky, "Hey look, a shooting star."
"That means we have to wish something." I told him.
"Okay, you first." He said.
"No. At the same time." I took his hand and made a wish.
When he let go of my hand I asked him what he wished for. He answered, "Courage."
"Courage?" I was confused, "Why?"
"To do this." He said and leaned closer to me. He brushed his lips against mine and we kissed.
He drew away and smiled, "What'd you wish for?"
I blushed, "I wished that you'd kiss me."