Hidden Froggie Hearts

Chapter 21

As Megan floated in her dreams, wrapped in the gentle embrace of the water, she suddenly felt a sensation that stirred her from her slumber. It was a warm, comforting grip, tender and strong. Instinctively, she let out a soft croak, her froggy instincts kicking in as she slowly opened her eyes.

To her surprise, she found herself cradled in the hands of none other than John B. His warm, familiar scent enveloped her, and she felt her heart race at the realization. The way he held her was so gentle, so loving—it made her cheeks flush even more than usual.

"Megan?" he murmured, a mixture of curiosity and wonder in his voice. He stroked her cute forehead with his thumb, and she felt a rush of warmth spread through her. The sensation was electric, making her pulse quicken. She blushes and wonders what is he thinking as she nuzzles against his touch.

Caught off guard, she tried to hide her tiny froggy face in his palm, curling up as if to shield herself from his gaze. But as he brought her closer to his chest, she couldn't resist peeking out from her hiding spot. The world felt safe and warm there, tucked against him.

John B smiled down at her, his eyes shining with a mix of amusement and tenderness. "You really are the cutest little thing," he whispered, his voice soft as he gazed at her. "I can't believe I kissed a frog."

Megan's heart fluttered at his words, and she croaked softly in response, feeling a surge of affection for him. It was one thing to admire him from a distance, but being held by him—this felt like magic.

She couldn't help but lean into his touch, her little froggy form feeling secure and cherished against his warm chest. The rhythmic beating of his heart was comforting, and she let herself relax, enjoying the moment.

"Where did you go?" he asked, glancing around as if searching for the mysterious girl he had danced with earlier. "I thought you disappeared. Everyone was asking about you."

Megan wished she could reply, to explain everything—the secret of her transformations, her feelings for him, the whirlwind of emotions that had taken over her heart. But all she could do was croak softly, trying to convey her happiness.

As he continued to hold her, Megan felt a sense of boldness wash over her. Here was John B, the boy who captivated her heart, holding her close as if she were something precious. Taking a leap of faith, she leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek, feeling braver than she ever had as a frog.

John B chuckled softly, his breath warm against her. "Okay, okay, I guess that makes us friends now, huh?" he teased, still smiling down at her. "You're one strange little frog, but I like it."

Megan felt her froggy heart swell with joy at his words. He accepted her for who she was, even if it was just a small green creature in his hands. The connection between them felt stronger than ever, and she couldn't help but believe that perhaps there was more to their story than just a simple dance at a party.

For a moment, they stayed there, wrapped up in their own little world, the laughter of the Pogues echoing in the background. It was as if time had stopped, and all that mattered was the two of them—the boy and the frog, united in an unspoken bond.

Eventually, John B stood up, gently placing her back on the edge of the pool. "I should probably get you back to your lilypad," he said, his voice softening. "You belong here, right?"

Megan croaked softly in agreement, feeling a mix of excitement and reluctance. She wanted to stay close to him, but she also knew she needed to retreat back into her froggy form.

As she nestled into her lilypad, she looked up at him, her eyes wide and sparkling. John B smiled down at her, his expression filled with warmth. "I'll be right here," he promised, settling onto a nearby blanket. "Just... don't hop away too far, okay?"

Megan felt a rush of happiness at his words, and as she floated on her lilypad, she knew that this was only the beginning of their adventure. She would embrace the magic of being a frog, but she also yearned for the moments when she could reveal her true self to him. Her heart skips a beat and felt truly young love like no other from John B.

With a heart full of hope, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to drift into a peaceful slumber, dreaming of the day when she could finally show John B the real Megan—the girl behind the frog.