I fell back on the grass. "Thanks, Farid. . . That felt so good!" I said, but then I thought about something. I looked at my watch, I've been gone for nineteen minutes. "Oh, shoot! I need to go! I'll be right back. I have to go back and check in. I have to. Don't go any-. . . Shoot! What am I supposed to do about my shoulders?"
I looked at Dustfinger. I, then, whispered something in Farid's ear. He nodded, walked over to Dustfinger and held out his hand. "Give me your coat. I need it." Farid told him. Dustfinger looked like he was going to ask why, but decided on not to. He stood up, took it off and gave it to the boy. Farid walked over to me and handed it over. I stood and put it on. And, of course, it was kinda big on me. I started smiling like a child who just got a puppy, but I was now wearing my crushes coat. Any girl would be happy about a little thing like that.
"Now you know that I have to come back!" I beamed at them. As I walked to my bike, Farid kept asking me if he could come with me, but I kept saying no. Until, I got tired of him asking. He rode on the back of it. I didn't make it fall, but we came close to it more then once.
He had fun and so did I. The only bad thing was that everyone was outside, the good thing was that they were all out back. As I pulled into the driveway, I almost ran into our van. Oops! I left the bike around front, hoping no one would see Farid. I ran around back and they were sitting in the shade. "I'm back!" I yelled at them. I, then, went in through the back door, which leads to the kitchen, which is where my drink was. I grabbed it and went through the front door and when I looked at my bike, which was where Farid was supposed to be, but I looked and didn't see him, anywhere. So, I ran around back, again, and there he was. Talking to everyone.
"Farid!" I yelled at him. Outside was my little brother, my grandma (Who I call Nana), my great-grandma (Who I call Mawmaw) and my aunt (Who I call Bapo). And he was talking to them all.
"Hi, Lexi. . . Your family is really nice!"
"Okay, well. . . I'm going on another bike ride, so how long?" I ask them, waiting for someone to hurry up and answer.
"I'll give you an hour this time." Nana said. When I was in the house, I had grabbed my jacket. I ran over to grab Farid's hand, lead him around front and got on my bike. I had put my cup in my cup-holder. "Hey, Lexi. . . Can we go another way back? If there is one." He ask me.
I was only at the end of the drive way. "Long or short way?" I ask.
He sat there, thinking.
"The long way!" He was beaming, I could feel it. I couldn't help but smile, too. I went left, but instead of going all the way, I took a right, when I got to another road, I turned right and then a left, until I got to the last turn and I went left and went on. Right now, it was so quiet. Neither of us said a word. When I got to the baseball Diamond, I went through the sand and through the grass to Dustfinger.
He was just sitting there in the grass with his legs out in front of him and most likely being bit up by bugs. I tried stopping, but it wouldn't stop. When it did, though, I went flying over the handle bars and ended up landing on Dustfinger. My knee was hurting, so I didn't want to get off of him. That and I loved the way he smelled.
"Lexi. . . Are you alright?!" Farid ask. My face turned red, as red as a tomato as Farid calls it. I looked up at Dustfinger, reaching up and touching his scared face. He just looked at me.
"Why are you touching ? I thought you were scared or hated me."
'No, Lexi. . . You can't! You can't do it! You might get in trouble or he might not love you the same way!' A little voice said in my head. It had the same voice as Zero Kiryuu. I, however, disobeyed this voice. I reached up, put my hands on either side of his face and gently set my lips on his in a kiss.
It, at least, lasted a minute or a half. When I pulled away, both, Farid and Dustfinger, were gasping. I felt really shy and embarrassed about it. I'm happy I did it, but I'm also scared of what he thought. I got off him right away and just sat there next to him, staring down at my fingers in my lap.
'I told you not to do it. . . Now, if he hates you, it's your own fault.' Said that same voice. I finally decided to glance up at him, but when I did, I wish I hadn't. The look on his face made me think that he thought I was crazy. It made me want to cry. And I did. I got up, not bothering with my bike, and started running. I ran towards mine and my little cousins secret place. I've never wanted to get away so badly and I've never ran for so long.
I heard Farid and Dustfinger calling my name, but I didn't care, I just wanted away. Away from the baseball Diamond. Away from my family. Away from Dustfinger and Farid. And just away from the whole world. When I got to the grass and rocks is when I started falling and tripping. They weren't far behind me and I knew it.
I ran through the tall grass, until I got to the deer stand. I climbed up the ladder as fast as I could and I did a great job, too, since I was up there before Dustfinger of Farid got there.
"Lexi! Come down here! Let's talk!" Dustfinger yelled up at me. I was shocked that he wasn't coming up. Instead, he sent Farid up. I was still crying.
I realized, when Farid came up, that I forgot my backpack at the baseball Diamond. Good thing Farid brought it. "Lexi. . . What's wrong? Why are you crying up here?" Down below, I heard Dustfinger sigh.
That irritated me even more. "Why do you think! It's because of him!" I yelled, pointing down. I scooted over, so he could sit next to me. After he sat, I hugged him and buried my face in his chest. He smoothed my hair after hesitating. Farid smelled like fire, Gwin, outside and something sweet. "I'm stupid. . . I'm an idiot and when I fulfilled my wish, my heart brakes! And I was even more stupid to give my first kiss to Dustfinger! I can never take that back. there's even a chance that if anyone else finds out that, he could go to jail." I whispered into him.
He pulled away from me. "He'll go to jail? Why?"
I blushed and nodded.
"B-. . . Because he's a lot older then me and that's bad in this world to be with someone much older then you." I told him. He got up, sat down on the edge and looked down at Dustfinger.
"What does she mean by 'You can't be with someone much older then you'?" Farid yelled down at Dustfinger.
"Hey. . . Don't tell him anything without me knowing what your telling him first! Got it?!"