Chapter 2: The Unexpected Date

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I woke up and I was looking out the window. My head started moving up and down and I realized I was not alone; I was with Andre. I looked up at him and he was surprisingly up. He seemed to have noticed my sudden movement so he looked down at me. We looked into each other's eyes and he smiled.

"Good morning beautiful."

"Good morning."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes did you?"

"Yes I did indeed."

"That's good....oh um Andre I have to tell you something."

"Ok what is it?"

"My mom knows?"

"Knows about what?"

"That we are together."

"Baby, I told you not to tell your parents," he said looking at me with a serious face.

"I know and I'm sorry but my mom found out on her own. She's ok with it; in fact she said that she knew it was going to happen sometime."

"Oh ok good." Wait....wait a minute did he just call me baby?

"Did you just call me baby?"

"Yes."

"Oh ok."

"Are you ok with that?"

"Yea it's fine. I actually like baby better than sweetheart but you can still call me that."

"Ok."

"What time is it?"

"It's 7"

"It's too early," I said looking out the window.

"So what do you want to do?"

"I don't know." Andre let go of me. He put the pillow that we have on the ledge and he put it down. I rested my head down on one end of the pillow.

"No baby I don't want you to fall off. Come over here." I didn't want to argue with him because he was being protective.

"Ok." He put his arms around my waist and he guided me to the other side.

As I was moving over, my foot got hook under his leg and I felt on top of him.

"I'm sorry," I said looking up at him.

"It's ok," he said smiling at me. He still had his arms around my waist.

"You are sooo beautiful," he said pushing my hair out my face and putting it behind my ear. Then he held the back of my neck. He is the first guy ever to tell me that I was beautiful, besides my family. We stared at each other for a while and we looked into each other's eyes. This just made the moment more meaningful. He started moving my head down and finally we kissed. After a few seconds passed, I was filling more loved that I increased the kiss just a little bit and we started giving each other little kisses. Soon, we were really enjoying the moment that it so happened that we started getting faster and kissing like kids in high school. The kiss was great. After the kiss, Andre and I looked at each other and he smiled.

"I want to make love with you." Did he just say what I think he said?

"You want to what?" I couldn't believe my ears. Andre put his hand back on my waist.

"I want to make love with you."

"But Andre, we are only 10 years old."

"I know."

"And you want to make love with me?"

"Yes."

"And when are you planning to do this?" I asked him kind of upset.

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