A/N: Just a warning, this chapter kinda has a "M" rating towards the end, but enjoy anyway. Have a surprise for you guys that may or may not shock you a little. Please let me know what you think and there's a reason for it.
"Remember when we were about 9 Years old, and our teachers would have us write letters to a pen pal?" I found myself asking. I don't know why, just felt comfortable with the subject. Maybe it's because I'm sharing a snack with a new friend late at night. "Anyway I don't know if you done this as a child, but when I was in school, my pen pal was this little boy who'd tell me about anything, and I'd do the same." I looked at Simon, actually comfortable to share this. "We had this pen pal program where students all over the states write letters to each other, and I remember how this boy would write to me every 3 weeks." I smiled a bit.
"I remember doing that, mine was a little girl. I remember how shy she'd get while sending me those letters."
"Funny," I looked up, "I was shy too. Sounds like that girl and I had something in common, other than saving every letter that was sent." I giggled. "There was this one letter I've received was my favorite. All this little boy wanted in the whole world was a dog. He told me how he'd look out the window up in his house everyday after school. When he told me he finally got that dog, he named her, Hap—" I paused, looking at Simon's reaction.
"Happy?" He asked.
"Oh my god." Getting up, I ran into the living room where my suitcase was. Sitting on my knees, I went through it. Pulling out a bag, I looked at Simon who had followed. "These were the letters I've received." Going through it, I read one.
Dear Shan.
Remember how I said I've been waiting day after day for that dog? Well, that day is finally here as a dog showed up in my yard. I named her happy, and she's very smart. Matt tells me that she may be having puppies soon, which we can't tell my parents just yet. But if she does has puppies, I promise I'll find a way to send you one. You're my girlfriend and I'd do anything for you. Write back soon!
Simon C.
Looking up, a tear escaped my eye as I realized something. "Simon, you were that little boy. That means…you were my first boyfriend and I should've known earlier when I've met Mary on that air plain. That also means I never got the puppy you promised, you jerk," Poking his arm playfully, I looked at him once more. "I wonder what happened between us. I mean…..those letters did stopped after a while."
"We grew up, letting reality catch up to us. Those innocent kids we once were soon faced life we know today. But if anything, I never stopped thinking about you, you were my first friend that was a girl." He went through my letters that I've saved. "Let's see what else I promised you back then."
Dear Shan.
It's finally summer vacation and I'm bored. Matt, Mary and even Lucy has plans. I'm stuck with Ruthie who's currently bothering me as I write this. I wish you were here with me, mostly so that I don't have to deal with my sister alone. But the other reason is I want to meet you as a person. I know that'll never happen but if it does, um….this sounds weird, since we're only 10, but if we do meet, Matt dared me to kiss you. A-anyway, have a nice summer…
Simon C.
"A kiss?" I started blushing like a tomato. "I must've read that letter over thousands times and I still can't believe a sixteen year old boy would dare his brother to do that." I smirked. "But, I have to admit, reading that letter made my heart felt something. Granted as a 10 year old, I didn't know what that feeling was."
"What about now?"
"Huh? Simon what are you talking—" Before I knew it, he leaned in and kissed me.
"A dare is a dare." He whispered as we separated.
Meeting his eyes for a second time, I found myself letting out a smile as he kissed me once more. Wrapping my arms around him, I allowed him to pull me even closer. Letting him deepen the kiss, it's like my heart wanted more as I found myself forcing Simon onto his back. With my arms around his neck, I gave him a smile. "Butterflies. My heart's feeling butterflies." I whispered, finally getting off of him.
"Hey." Simon got up after me, taking my hand. "We'd have more privacy in the garage apartment." He pointed out like he has been reading my mind. Seriously how did he know that I was craving this? Grabbing something from my suitcase, I showed him the object as I followed him out of the house and into the apartment.
Once we were even more alone, I found myself leaning against a wall as Simon continued our make out session. This felt wrong, especially since he almost gotten married earlier, but I just couldn't resist. It was proven when I found myself actually taking off Simon's shirt and letting him do the same.