3-Pointer

Chapter 2

Yeah, you heard me. I'm short. 5'1 actually. I might of just one the championship, but it was out of luck. I'm 100% sure I wouldn't have won it if I wasn't wide open. Well, apparently my girlfriend Sylvia thought otherwise. She was a princess to me, even though she's a total tomboy, and has light brown hair, wears shorts and a hoody, and is 4'10. Her shortness made me feel like we were the perfect couple, and it reminded me of how perfect she really was on the inside. "Oh Andrew that was simply amazing!" She hollered throwing her arms around me. I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and she blushed. She was defiantly not going anywhere. I looked at her as our noses bumped when she was going on about how well she thought I played. We blushed like crazy and I leaned in for a kiss as her brother walked in. "Yes Ethan? What do you seriously need at this moment in time, that you had to ruin my..." She giggled. "... Time with Andrew?" She fluttered her eyes as I held her to me. "Oh nothing, just wandering around." He replied. I sighed. Thank god his friend came over and they went upstairs. I leaned into her and kissed her like a real boyfriend would. I pulled away and held her forehead to forehead. "Baby I love you. I mean it." Our eyes locked when I said I meant it. I pulled her into my body and kissed her. Sure were the shortest couple ever, but no one can have the pact we do.