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“They really are, aren’t they?” Delilah laughs and I laugh along with her.

I’m tempted to tell her that I’ve always wanted a sister, but that’s too much. I don’t want to scare the poor girl away with we’re going to be a big happy family talk.

The rest of the time flies by and before I know it, our parents are knocking on Delilah’s door saying it’s time for me and my mom to head home. I always thought it would be weird to see my mom be affectionate with someone, but when she gives Mr. Howard a kiss goodbye, there is nothing strange or uncomfortable about it. It’s easy for me to see already that the two of them are right for each other.

“So, what did you think?” my mom asks as soon as we’re in the car.

“I think your taste in men has increased immensely.”

My mom laughs, but I can tell she’s still nervous. “So, you really like him?”

“I love him, Mom.” I smirk at her. “I don’t think I’m the only one.”

“Let’s keep that between us for now.” My mom brings her finger up to her mouth in a shh motion.

I reach out and grab her hand. “I’m really happy for you.”

“I’m really happy too. I truly think…” My mom takes a deep breath then blows it out. “I’m just really happy.”

“I know.”

We are both quiet for the rest of the drive home and I’m sure my mom’s mind is busy replaying the night just like mine is. It makes me think of my own person. Okay… so, Marjorie isn’t really mine, but in this world we’ve created with our notes, I can almost make myself believe that she is.

As soon as we get home, I say goodnight to my mom then go up to my room to write to Marjorie.

Hey! How are you? I hope you’re smiling right now. I know I am. Every time I write a note to you or read one from you, I can’t help but smile.

I can’t believe we’re only a few weeks away from Christmas. How crazy is that? Any big plans for Christmas break?

I can’t make this note long, because it’s late, and I still have some homework to do before bed. But I have one very important question. What is your perfect date? Think. Money, time, and space are limitless… What would you want to do?

I tried to think of what my answer would be, and I couldn’t come up with anything. I put no cap on it, and the only thing that comes to mind is a picnic in the park. Lame, I know. I hope yours is better.

Have an amazing day/night/whatever time it is when you’re reading this. Keep smiling that beautiful smile <3

Thinking about a picnic with Marjorie has my heart beating extra fast. I wish what was happening between us wasn’t a fantasy. All I want is to make it real, but I know I can’t. At least once I hear about her date idea, I can imagine what it would be like to take her on it. As I drift off to sleep, Marjorie’s face floats into my mind.

***

Two nights later, I’m back in my room reading the note that Marjorie wrote back to me. As expected, it’s absolutely amazing. Honestly, she could probably say her perfect date involves spreading manure with our bare hands and I would somehow find it romantic, but luckily, her answer is much better than that.

Hey, you! Of course I’m smiling. How couldn’t I when I get a note from you? You seriously don’t understand how much your notes brighten up my day. I can’t believe Christmas is coming up either!! I’m actually not overly excited for break because it means we won’t be passing notes back and forth :( That’s 2.5 whole weeks without any notes! Is it pathetic how sad that makes me?

Anyway, on Christmas Eve, we just hang at home. My sister, brother, his girlfriend, and I will most likely spend that day eating way too many Christmas cookies and watching a bunch of cheesy movies. It’s perfect. I love it. On Christmas Day, we open presents in the morning, then go to my grandma and grandpa’s house. Is there a Christmas tradition you have that no one else knows about? I’d love to hear about it (if you’re willing to share).

Perfect date, huh? You really are asking the hard questions here. Before I answer I just want to say that I don’t think your date sounds lame at all. A picnic sounds super romantic. I’m kind of like you, because even without a limit, the first thing that comes to my mind is spending most of the day at an arcade. It would need to have a bball shooting game obvi, so I can impress my girl with my skillz (totally kidding… Well, about the impressing part. I do love those arcade basketball games). After that, we would go out for milkshakes (food is optional, but always a plus). Oh! Just thought of something. We would drink the milkshakes outside while bundled under a blanket and looking up at the stars. After that, we would obviously jump in our private jet and fly to Paris to visit the Eiffel Tower. <- just kidding about that last part… kind of…

I’ll keep smiling as long as your notes keep showing up in my locker… no pressure <3

I sigh as I read her letter. I thought I was in deep before, but now I’m so deep there’s no way I’ll ever be able to dig myself out. I’m so screwed.

Chapter 16

Marjorie

“So, now that I know that you’re bisexual, that means we can talk about hot girls together, right?” I ask Jazmin as we sit in my car after practice one night.

It’s been a few weeks since she came out to me, and I’m still giddy about it. Jazmin is the only girl I’m close to who also likes other girls. Or, at least, the only one I know about.

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