Chapter 4

Simon couldn't help but smile brightly as Marsha leaned against him, her head resting on his shoulder. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, thankful that she had agreed to do this with him.

"It's so beautiful, Simon...look, there's a shooting star!" she declared, happily.

"Then I suppose you should make a wish," he spoke softly, smiling back at her. He watched as she closed her eyes, deep in thought. "What did you wish for?" he asked, as soon as she opened her eyes.

"If I told you, it wouldn't come true, silly."

"True, true," he chuckled. "Well, it's getting late. We should be getting ready for bed."

He stood and helped her up. "Right. Thank you, Simon," she whispered, kissing him gently.

Simon blushed a bit and watched her leave before following.

Marsha and Simon made their way quietly to their rooms. "Night, Simon."

"Night, Marsha," he whispered.

She quietly opened the door and closed it behind her. Almost instantly, a flash of light hit her when she turned. It was a flashlight. "Usa," she hissed, closing her eyes.

"Did you have a nice time with Simon?" Usa demanded, climbing out of bed.

"Why do you want to know?" she asked, changing into her pajamas. She thought about wearing her green ones, then changed her mind and picked out her blue ones.

Usa just laughed. "Why do I wanna know? That's a good one! Number one: Don't think I didn't see you out there with Simon smiling away. Number two: Alvin kept asking me what kind of flowers and music you liked, during the movie."

Marsha blinked twice. "H-he did? Why?"

"Duh! Isn't it obvious? He's in love with you!"

I knew one of them was in love with me... She thought, blushing as she climbed into bed.

"I think Simon's in love with her, too," Brittany spoke up, rubbing her eyes.

"How do you know this?" Usa demanded.

"Well...Theodore and I were watching how Simon acted around her..." came the sheepish reply.

"So...who do you choose?"

"I-I dunno..." Marsha replied meekly, diving under the covers.

"Boys! Girls! Come on, it's almost time for school!" Dave shouted.

"Oh, great. That's just what I wanted to hear," Usa muttered.

To the girl's surprise, Marsha was already awake, humming happily as she ran a comb through her hair.

"Someone must've slept well," Usa grumbled.

Marsha just shrugged and headed out of the room, nearly colliding with Simon along the way. "Oh, Simon! Sorry!" She helped him up. "H-how's your hand?"

"It's feeling a little better today," he replied, smiling a bit. "So...what did you wish for last night?"

"No matter how many times you ask, I'm still not going to answer you!" she laughed as they walked down the stairs together.

"Oh, I forgot." Simon turned to face her and kissed her gently. "Thanks for helping me clean my wound and for star-gazing with me last night."

She smiled, faintly blushing. "You're welcome, Simon."

They walked into the kitchen and waited for the others, patiently. "So, just talk to her, Alvin! You can't keep asking me those kind of questions!" Usa sighed heavily upon entering the kitchen.

Marsha turned her gaze to Alvin as he entered the kitchen with Brittany and Theodore behind him; their eyes met. "Um...Marsha, can I talk to you, alone?" he asked, blushing a little.

"I–" She glanced over at Simon who looked to be busy adjusting his book bag.

"You guys are gonna be late! Come on!" Dave declared, shooing them out.

Marsha decided to walk with the girls. Alvin glanced back at her and stood still, allowing Brittany to take his place beside Theodore. Usa looked over at Alvin and sighed, taking her place with Brittany.

"Marsha, I-uh-wanted to know what kind of music you're into and your favorite flowers," he spoke softly.

"I-well...I love roses. As for music, I'm into the Beach Boys, but I won't tell you my favorite song by them.. You'll just have to guess," she replied, a wicked grin on her face.

Alvin blinked a few times, the laughed. "I bet I can get it out of you by the end of the week!"

Marsha laughed this time. "Ha! You won't be able to get it out of me and you know it!"

Her eyes grew small as he pulled her closer for a kiss, kissing her gently at first, then more passionately. Simon turned and his eyes widened upon seeing Alvin and Marsha locking lips. He bit down on his bottom lip and let out a low growl. "S-Simon, are you okay?" Theodore asked, a bit nervous.

"I'm fine," he grumbled, turning back to the group.

"Wow," Marsha breathed when Alvin broke the kiss.

"So, now do I get to know your favorite Beach Boys song?" he asked, innocently, as they walked up the school's steps.

"Sorry, pal, no dice...but, nice distraction," she smiled, winking playfully at him.

Alvin blushed a little, smiling back at her. "Well, it was worth a shot. I'll get you when you least expect it, Marsha."

She laughed again as they entered the school. "Ha! So you think you will, Alvin!"

To Be continued...