AGAIN

035: Un-buried

"Good morning Shawty" I smile to Shawn.

"Morning Sunshine" he chuckles, then pecks my lips.

I grab his hand and he interlocks our fingers and squeezes.

"You look lovely today" he say as he gives me a sweet kiss on my forehead, then on the cheek, then on my shoulder, then on my nose, then on my lips.

Ah, how I love forehead kisses are the best. Cheek kisses. Shoulder kisses. Nose kisses. Sweet sweet lip kisses. All kisses, as long as they're Shawn kisses.

He continues to kiss me on the lips as we turn to each other slowly. His hand makes his way to my waist as mine travels to the back of his neck.

Without breaking the kiss, he pushes me against his locker. Our fingers, still entwined, loosen just a bit.

I begin to giggle into the kiss.

"What?" Shawn asks, barley separating our lips.

"Lets skip" I mumble.

He attaches our lips once mire as a yes and then grabs my hand, again. We begin to speed walk to the exit there's a tap on my shoulder.

I turn to see Mr Feeny looking disappointed.

"Wassupp Mr Feeny?" I laugh nervously.

Shawn quickly turns to look at me, the Mr Feeny.

"Mr Hunter, Miss Avery, it is Friday. You have all tomorrow to hold hands and stare into each other's eyes all giddy like" our teacher says.

"Gotcha Feeny" I nodd.

"We'll get going to our first class now then" Shawn smiled nervously.

"Oh and, maybe keep the pda or, whatever you kids call it to a minimum" he says. "Makes us singles feel lonely".

I frown a little, feeling sympathy for my teacher.

We both nod in agreement and make our way to our first period.

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I doodle on my notebook until Mr Feeny calls mu name.

"Yes?" I ask, looking to him.

"Pay attention" he says.

I smile and obey.

"Over the weekend I want you to write a letter. But not to just anyone, it must be addressed to someone you have something to say to but are otherwise too scared to say. It doesn't even have to be someone you know, you could simply put your deepest feelings into a letter and mail it out. Or just slip it in a random locker. The point is to un-burry your deepest feelings" he explains. "In at least 2 paragraphs. You can write more than one, but no mire than 5. 1 extra credit point for every extra letter you write".

(God I hope that made since, I seriously suck at explaining things)

The bell rings just as he finished.

"Due by Tuesday. Another five extra credit points if you get a letter back" he says as everyone gets up at heads towards the door.
"Have a great weekend everyone, see you Monday".

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"Who is your letter gonna be to?" Shawn asks as we cuddle on my bed, naked.

I think for a moment, "maybe Noah" I shrug.

"Your brother?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Yeah, I want to see if he.. Maybe, cares I guess?" I shrug again.

"Who couldn't care for you?" Shawn smiles, kissing my forehead.

"Maybe someone who has bever met me?" I giggle. "Now take your nap, I can tell your sleepy".

"Okay baby" he says.

About five minutes later he's snoring lightly.

I gently remove myself from his embrace and put my robe on.

I walk over to my desk and get ready to start my letter.

Dear Noah,

I-

...have no idea what to write. Oh. My. God. I hate myself right now.

I erase the one letter I have (c like it's obviously still gonna say Dear Noah hguj) and start to write again.

Hi, so like I'm your sister. Which means your my brother. Yep. Because that's how family works... So anyway, I was just wondering...

-why am I so incredibly stupid?

AHHHGJVG

I, again, erase what I wrote.

I sigh in frustration, breaking my pencil and trowing it out my open window.

"Having trouble?" A sleepy Shawn says.

"Awe no, baby please go back to bed I didn't mean to wake you" I frown.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I can't write" I sigh, "every word I put sounds like garbage".

"Write what's in your heart" he smiles.

"I don't even know what that is" I gasp in sudden realization.

"You miss him, even though you've never met him. You don't know him but yet you care. You would do anything for him without a second thought" Shawn said.

"How do you know me better than I do?" I chuckle, then kiss him.

He kisses back for a little then pulls away.

"You don't have to write it tonight, you have all tomorrow and all Sunday and Monday even" he smiles.

"I'll try again later then" I smile back.

I cuddle back up to him.

"Is it weird that it's only 4:24 and we're already going to bed?" I ask with a giggle.

"No, just a little lazy maybe".

"I don't wanna be lazy".

"Then lets go do something".

"Like what?" I ask.

"Um.. Lets go shopping, I'll buy you something".

"No.."

"I want to"

"Fine, but I'll return the favor when we get back" I say with a wink.

"Shore" he smirks, "lets go baby".
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[Later cutie 😘]
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A/n: Idrk, just kinda felt like updating.