Our spot

12.//Is this wrong?\\

Maggie meets her eyes with Jules. They stare straight into each other's eyes. "Is this normal? For friends to do, I mean...." Maggie whispers in a soft tone. "I knew you didn't feel good, so I did that... I'm sorry, I know it wasn't the most smart thing to do" Juliet whispers back as she looks down, breaking the eye contact.

"Hey, don't do that.." Maggie mumbles as she leads her gaze to keep looking at Jules. Juliet tilts her head slightly, looking dazed. "Don't look away." Maggie places her hand on Juliet's cheek to put her face back in its old position.

"You got me in a strong grip Mags, don't let go.." Juliet whispers as she looks back at Maggie again.
She's confused, but she's curious. Without thinking, she presses her lips against Juliet's. She carefully places her hands on Jules' cheeks.

Juliet kisses back and let's everything sink in for a moment. "Is this wrong?" She thinks. She ignores
Her thoughts and slowly closes her eyes.

"Is this wrong?" Maggie also thinks. She quickly cuts the thought off, because she simply doesn't care. She knows it's wrong, but it feels so right.

A moment later their lips detach. Maggie stares up into Juliet's eyes and they both smile at each other.
Something clicks in their heads and they both run up the stares, laughing.

"Im gonna be there first!" Maggie bets as she opens up the skylight at the top of the ladder she just climbed up. She gets on the roof and helps Juliet up. They carefully shuffle to the end of the roof and lay down.

Maggie turns her head to the side to take a look at Jules, who's peacefully watching the sky. She looks at the sky and watches the colours turn more blue by the minute. She adores it when Juliet does something or watches something she loves. Juliet loves painting, it's her passion. She sees everything as art. Whenever someone leaves, there's room for beautiful new colours she can gently spread over her canvas.

Maggie gently takes Juliet's hand and turns her gaze back to the sky, taking all the feelings in. Never has anyone made her feel so comfortable by just being in her presence. The moment Jules met Maggie, she knew she was safe with her.

She was, she was safe with her. Maggie would do anything to keep Jules safe, her Jules.

~

"No thank you, mrs." Dawn says with a sweet smile after Joey's mom offers her to stay over for dinner.
"Please, take my offer." Angelina (Joey's mom) says. "We will not accept a no, Dawn." Joey grins.

Dawn's smile shifts to a shy smile as she slightly looks down. "I would love to." She smiles as she lets out a deep breath. "Got ya." Joey snickers while signing to the empty spot next to him on the couch.

Dawn wipes some blonde curls out of her face as she walks over to the couch and sits on the assigned spot. "My mom is gonna kidnap you. Like really, she's probably not gonna let you go." Dawn chuckles softly at Joey's comment and looks over at Angelina, who's busy in the kitchen.

After a few glances of Angelina, they move to Joey's room. They talk for hours, until Angelina calls them down for dinner.

At the dinner table the conversations are mostly about Joey and Dawn's decisions in careers.
Dawn wants to get into photography, she loves capturing beautiful moments. What she loves the most about photography is that when someone takes a picture, they can find it back ten years later and just make up a whole story about how they got to make the picture. People do that mostly because they always think a good memory is attached to a picture. Theres so much more behind a picture then just a nice view or smiling faces. She loves capturing stories by taking photos of the whole story.

Joey has no idea about his future yet. He wants to do something creative, he's just like his other friends not really the office type of person.

He's not stressed about it though, he will leave the stress for the end of summer, when he really needs to make a decision.

Joey can't handle change, he doesn't wanna leave his friends to go to some school while he just graduated the other one. He wants to stay in his home town, with his friends. And, Dawn.

Joey is not sure what Dawn is to him, is she a friend? Can he consider her as a friend or maybe something else? He doesn't really understand. Normally when he felt attracted to a girl, he would notice by, you know. But he didn't have that feeling with Dawn. But he also didn't have the feeling he would only want to stay friends with Dawn. He wanted more, but not in a sexual way. A romantic way.