Fiolee The Untold Story

Chapter 1

"Hey Fi," I said smiling. She looked up and smiled.

" Hi Marshall," she said sounding shy. I never got why she was like that around me. I blew it off like nothing.

" Can I sit," I asked questionably. She nodded and scooted over.

She was sketching a picture of someone.

" Whatcha workin on there," I said. She turned about 50 shades of red, flipping her notebook closed.

" Nothing," she said quite as a mouse.

" Come on Fi," I said," let me see."

She sighed opening the notebook and handing it to me. The drawing was of me and her. Of me and her holding hands while she sat on my lap.

" Its stupid I know," she mumbled.

" No it's not Fi," I said," I like it. It's cute."

She looked at me with those cute little eyes of hers. To be honest I really liked her and I had for a while. I was only technically 2 years older than her. I mean I was 17 and she was 15. I looked her straight in the eyes. I took her hand gently.

" Fi, this is the best photo I have ever seen," I said.

" Marshall," she whispered.

" Yeah Fi," I said.

" I ,um, I really really like you," she said.

" I like you too Fi," I said," and I have just one question for you."

" What is it," she said.

" Will you go out with me," I asked.