Krys
After the warehouse blew up, I lost consciousness. When I woke up I was in the Healing Room. Everyone was relieved I was okay. Now that all that drama has passed I feel like I can have a normal life again. But normal is boring. I still work at Le Café, I’m still best friends with Super Six and May, I still like to transform from time to time and fly around. I like going to those romantic places Matt showed me. Most of all, I like going to the garden. Sometimes, I’m joined by Matt. Sometimes even other members of Super Six come with me but I also go there alone to think. I mainly think about Matt. We’re pretty close and I think we’re probably past the point of just staying friends. I guess he must be thinking the same thing because one day he asks me to meet him at the garden after school.
Just like old times, the two of us meet in the rosebush. But this time, Matt’s not glowing and I don’t have bird wings. When I crawl into the rosebush I find Matt tracing his fingers over the M+K heart. “Hey Matt.” I begin. “Hey Krys.” He responds eagerly with his face turning pink. “So . . . I’ve been thinking,” he says softly and shyly. “Yeah?” I ask him with wide eyes. “We’ve been friends for a long time now but you and I both know . . . well . . . sometimes a boy and girl . . .” I let him stammer on for a little while trying to form the right words. “Forget this!” he cries after a while. “Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” he asks. “Yes.” I agree happily but also really serious at the same time.
For a moment I just stare into the huge hazel eyes of his. We’ve been through everything together. We saved each other’s lives like it was a hobby. And through all of it we blushed and kissed and thought long and hard about the other one. I remember him shooting May. I remember him giving me that flower in a plea for forgiveness. Through all of it I knew in my heart this is where we’d end up. Even when I had doubt I still knew it all along. I tilt my head a little and lean in. He leans in the rest of the way until our lips meet. My heart pounds. With our bodies pressed together in that tiny bush I can feel his heart pounding rapidly like a machine gun. My eyes are closed and my cheeks are pink and warm from blushing. I can feel in my heart tug and all I can do is enjoy this moment with romantic songs playing in my head and my lips locked on his. Nothing will ever separate us. I know it.
