In my defense, I have none, for digging up the grave another time
I pound my fist aganist the wooden door and wait for it to open. Simone’s house is warm and homey. It’s all shades of warm colors and I love it more than life it’s self.
The door opens a crack, and a pair of wrinkled blue eyes stare at me, along with a pair of black ones coming from Simone’s cat.
“Hi Mrs. Salisbury.” Simone’s mother opens the door the whole way and smiles at me, “Basilton? I haven’t seen you in ages, hi!”
“I know it’s been awhile, is Simone here?” She nods, and motions for me to come inside.
I do, and she places a warm hand on my back, “Oh Simone’s in her room, you get sit down at the kitchen table and I’ll go get her.”
I nod and walk to the familiar kitchen, and sit at their little wooden table. I fidget with my sketchbook as I look around the tiny kitchen.
There’s footsteps walking down the stairs and before I know it Simone’s standing infront of me in a yellow oversized t-shirt and sweatpants.
“Hey,” she says with a big smile. “Hey,” I say back. She turns to look over her shoulder quickly, and then looks back at me, “Want to go up to my room?”
“Yea, sure.” I follow her upstairs and once we’re in her room she sits on her bed. I opt for her desk chair and I notice the portrait that she drew of me.
“Can I look at it,” I say to her. She nods quietly and I peer down at it.
My face is painted golden, and there’s trails of blue across for lighting and texture. My hair is made of silk and my clothes are swirls of lighter colors, making me stand out.
“This is amazing Snow,” I say. She smiles and walks over to me and looks at it as well, “Yeah?” “Yeah...do you want to see the one of you?”
She nods and I open up my sketch book and she whispers, “Woah.”
“You like it?,” I ask as I look up at her and she’s smiling down at me, “Why’d come over? For the project?” “Uh,” I turn my head away from her, “No. Umh, I have to tell you something.”
“Oh,” she says leaning aganist the desk, “What is it?” I look back up at her and take a deep breath, “I know we just became friends...but I can’t just be friends with you, Snow.”
Her eyebrows raise up, “What?” I gently place my hands on her waist and she inhaled sharply. “I’m in love with you Simone.”
She shakes her head in confusion as her eyes become big, “You- I- D-Do you really?” I nod and she moves closer to me, almost sitting in my lap.
Simone’s face is close to mine and she looks down at my lips, “Can I kiss you?” “You can do anything you want to me, Snow.”
And she does, she places her lips on mine and straddles me. I let out an embarrassing noise as she pushes me father, and it’s almost like it used to be, almost better.
Her hands trail my sides and hold her hips, moving my hands lower as her mouth finds its way to my neck.
She moves away from me and looks me in the eyes with a big dorky smile on her face, “Will you be my girlfriend Basil?” I smirk at her, “I thought you’d never ask.”