"Your freckles are so cute!" Jean laughs and pokes my face.
"Ow! That hurt!" I laugh and I tackle him to the ground. He rolls and now he's on top. He's clearly stronger than me. He then starts to poke my face even more while calling me "freckle face". I look up at him and the way he laughs and his smile give me butterflies. I can't believe that he's mine. All for me. He stops poking me and lies down next to me. "I'm hungry." He grunts. I laugh at his stupidness. "Ok horse face let's go get some grub." I help pull him off the ground. "Don't you ever call me that again" he said smiling.
