Special
It was late at night and Romana couldn't sleep. She could hear tossing and turning across the hall and she smiled recognizing the family thumps. Romana knocked on the boys' bedroom door. Max was out light a light but Jackson sat up, just as awake as she was.
"Hey." She said awkwardly from the doorway.
"Hey." He patted the space next to him on the bed.
She walked over to his bed and sat down next to him. He sighed and wrapped an arm around her and she nestled into him.
"Thanks for today."
She shrugged his thanks off.
"What are friends for?" The word friends
The word friends was said cautiously. They were friends, they just never stated it out loud.
"It meant a lot." He wasn't too good at the whole compliment thing.
She turned her head to look at him.
"You mean a lot to me. Look, I know things between us were bad when I first moved here but you were the first real friend I have. You are my best friend, Jackson. Who else would set off a fire alarm trying to help me escape school or cheer me on when I dance? Who else would get revenge on a friend because he hurt me? Who else would dance with me at the winter formal when my date ditched me? Who else would skip a party to take care of sick me? Lola is my friend but you are my best friend Jackson Fuller."
Jackson blushed but his smile was big and bright. He squeezed her hand.
"And you are my best friend too."
The simple statement made her giddy.
"You have no problems teasing me but when I need you to be serious you are serious. You always have my back and have no problem telling me when I mess up. You aren't afraid to call me out. What girl would talk to a pretty girl just because I like her? What girl would deal with my crazy family, and on a daily basis no less! What girl would take the blame for something she had little part in? Papo who? Ramona, you are my bet friend and I'm really lucky to have you."
She had a huge smile and she pushed her hair back embarrassed as she stared right at her.
She nudged him lightly.
"Lucky? There is only one Jackson Fuller and he's super special and I'm lucky to have him."
"And I'm lucky to have the one and only Romana Gibbler."
The two looked at each other and they laughed. He shoved her shoulder and she shoved him back. If it weren't for Max they probably would have kept going but they were already in debt to the little boy. Romana yawned and Jackson flipped open the blankets and she crawled in. She placed her head on his arm and they simply talked. Eventually, they fell asleep.
Max woke up the next morning to find his mother and aunts cooing over Jackson and Romana and taking pictures as they slept.
Hey Wallflowers! Hope you like this one. Short but it's something. Let me know what you think.
Love you guys!
-Queen