Simon had always been on the outside at school. He always watched the others. That is about to change, quite fast, in fact.
He meets Olajide, another person with so many secrets to hide.
I shook Callum's unbelievable behavior off my back. Jide was here to spend time with me, not to comfort my annoyance. He seemed to be a bit off because of it as well, though.
"Let's try this again," JJ sighed.
"Try what?"
"'Date'?" He said, making quotation marks with his fingers, "I mean, it's not as good as what I planned before, but.."
"What did you plan?" I asked, curious. Ethan did tell me that he thought it was pretty big. He grinned a bit, but his eyes looked sad.
"It took a few phone calls," he sighed, "but I can do it again. Still a surprise Minter." I sighed, and leaned on his shoulder. He looked down at me, chuckling, "come on, do you want to do something?"
"I'm hungry," I groaned, listening to the grumbling sounds of my stomach, "let's make milkshakes!"
JJ nodded, laughing, "do you want to record it? A quality video that would be."
I thought for a second, and pursed my lips, "no. Let's just have fun."
We went into the fridge and rummaged around for milk and ice cream. Ethan had seemed to had stocked up since I last looked, there were at least 3 containers.
"Ethan has been extremely good at understanding my needs," I say, scoping out a spoonful of vanilla ice cream and shoving it down my throat. Delicious.
JJ found a blender after nearly destroying a cabinet, "you can make milkshakes with a blender, correct?"
I nearly choked on the ice cream and shook my head, "No, JJ. Make it by hand."
Suddenly, he clawed into the quart of cookie dough, pulling out a large handful victoriously. JJ slapped it down in a bowl and aggressively poured milk on it. He vigorously massaged it, making me laugh ice cream all over his shirt. Not even looking up, he kept slapping at the dessert.
"No more!" I gasped, grinning like crazy, "you're ruining my milkshake!" He raised an eyebrow.
"You want to drink this?" JJ held a sticky hand out. I shook my head until I felt it was going to fall off, "Simon, you definitely want to drink this."
He gave me a devious look, and I started to run away. Jide came straight after me, catching up. I swerved around the sofa and took a U turn, ending up at the door. Leaving it all the way open, I sprinted down the hallway, finding my way to the stairwell.
"DRINK THE MILKSHAKE SIMON!" I heard him screech from below me.
"STOP SCARING THE SLEEPING CHILDREN," I yelled at him breathily.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M SCARING THE SLEEPING CHILDREN? THAT'S VIKK'S JOB!"
I finally gave up running and sat down on one of the stairs. Jide sat down next to me. He seemed to decide not to feed me the hand milkshake.
"Thank God you didn't make me actually eat that," I breathed a sigh of relief, "I never know with you..."
"You're so cute, Simon," he smiled.
"Well, I dunno if that's the right word..."
"It is."
He got closer, and I did as well, not being timid.
"You know what?"
"What."
"I love you."
And with that, our lips fit together. I could taste the ice cream in his mouth, and felt the joy rise straight out of me.
Hi... sorry this took so long. I have reasons I will explain.... RIGHT NOW I created a new story that I've been talking about in the past month, and I bet a few of you have wondered, where is it? IT'S NOW! And I hope you love it as much as I do!
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