I See You (Version B)

The Star

I kissed Skye. I kept thinking about it. I was sitting on my bed, hugging my stuffed bear, just grinning like a little girl thinking about the kiss. It's not my first kiss, but I've never had one that... Magical, for lack of better words. My mom came into my room, Fiona following with a duffle bag in hand. They froze when they saw me grinning, and smiled in response.

"What's going on?" My mom asked. I let out a light sigh.

"I'm just... really grateful to have new people in my life," I said. I didn't want to tell my mom about the kiss yet. Especially since I don't know what it means for me and Skye. Fiona giggled.

"I'm glad to hear it," my mom said. "I just wanted to let you girls know that I don't have work tonight, so we can go out for some food if you want to. I was thinking of that new Chinese buffet in town, but it's up to you girls."

"Okay, thanks, mom," I said. Fiona touched her bag.

"I brought some snacks too, I am 100% willing to share with you, Mrs. Moreau." My mom laughed.

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. If you have anything with caramel in it, send it my way. I'll be downstairs if you need me," she said before leaving, shutting the door behind her. Fiona dropped her bag and jumped on the bed.

"Okay, spill. Because I know that smile isn't about me," Fiona said excitedly. I scooted closer to her, giggling.

"We kissed," I said, smiling harder. Fiona's jaw dropped and she put her hands against her cheeks.

"What? You and Skye?" She whispered excitedly, giggling. "How did that happen?" I playfully pushed her.

"Oh, shush. I knew what you were doing when you left us alone," I teased. "We left the greenhouse and she took me to the section you guys marked off for practicing. She helped me get over my fear of controlling fire." I extended my hand and a little flame appeared. Fiona gasped. "We got so excited-"

"She kissed you?" She asked excitedly. I chuckled.

"I kissed her," I clarified, then giggled. "And she kissed back. And it was magical." I laughed. I can feel my face getting hot, thinking about the kiss. Fiona grabbed a pillow, holding it over her face, and laid back kicking her legs in the air, squealing excitedly.

"Oh my god! That is so cute! I knew he liked you!" She screamed. I shushed her and she covered her mouth. I was excited too, but I didn't want my mom to come up and ask questions. "Sorry," she said, sitting up. "What happened after that?"

"Nothing. We just kind of stood there staring at each other, smiling. It felt like time was standing still. Then I remembered that I had to be here for our sleepover." Fiona's eyes got wide.

"If you had texted me 'I'm gonna be late, macking on Skye.' I would have totally understood, supported your decision, and kept myself occupied for a few hours," she said. I laughed. Would it have been nice to stay with Skye longer? Yes. But given that I've only known her for a week, I think it'd be best if we paced ourselves. It does feel like I've known her for centuries, but I haven't. I have to keep that in mind. No matter how great of a kisser she is.

"It's okay," I said. "Speaking of kissing, how did it go with you and that girl?" Fiona smiled and sighed.

"I don't know. She's cute, but I keep getting mixed signals from her. So I guess only time will tell." I could tell she was confused, I hate when people give mixed signals. It's worse than them telling you they don't like you back. At least with the latter, you get a clear answer and it's done with. But dragging it on, not knowing if they like you or just like the attention you give them? I hate it. Fiona perked up. "I brought some things over for us to do." She ran to her duffle bag, reached inside of it, and pulled out two plain white tank tops, and a pair of jeans, holding one of the shirts up to me. "I didn't have any jeans that would fit you." That's understandable. We were roughly the same size in tops from the looks of it, but she had wider hips than I did. I grabbed the shirt and stood up.