The Perfect Girl

Eighteen

Text messages flew in, as if she was popular; everyone who truly cared was already with her, but every human becomes popular on their birthday.

One message in particular stood out.
     Gracelyn: Happy Birthday my beautiful bestie! I miss you and I'm so sorry <3
Jessie made the decision to turn her phone off, she didn't need the one day fame. Brandon and Derek headed back to Derek's house so Meg could spend some alone time with Jessie and to give her, her birthday gift.
Making sure they were finally alone and the guys were long gone, on their way home Meg led Jessie to the bedroom where they were met at the door by a trail of daisy petals (Jessie found roses cheesy and typical). In "Aww" tears welled up in her eyes; just the thought of something going through this much effort for her, melted her heart. There was soft slow music playing that was so low she hadn't heard it from the other room, and for once Meg's room was clean with her bed made; on the bed were gifts for Jessie and more flower petals. Floating around the room were big gold 1-8 balloons, followed by 18 regular balloons; black, silver, and pink colored.
Leaning in for a kiss, Jessie was caught by surprise when Meg pushed her down onto the bed in a sitting position. Meg proceeded to turn the slow music into something more.... Mood fitting.
  Meg began dancing in front of Jessie  seductively; Jessie couldn't keep her eyes off Meg's body, each curve made her want to see more. She couldn't resist any longer, Jessie reached forward and grabbed her by the waist; it was small and her skin is so soft. She started gliding her fingers across and down Meg's body; with each stroke they found themselves getting closer and closer to each other, and before they knew it they were undressing one another.
Meg took a step back, afraid of a repeat from their first day together she found the courage to ask Jessie the question she should have in the beginning. "Jess...?"  With confusion and fear in her eyes Jessie fought to find her voice, she answered with a simple nod.
"Did she do something wrong, Did Meg change her mind?"
  Guilty washed over Meg "Do you trust me?" She asked.
"Of course I do" Jessie answered holding Meg's blankets over her half exposed chest.
" Do love me?" As the words flew out her eyes dropped to the ground.
"Of course I love you" Jessie sat up on her knees and pulled Meg back; she placed her hands on her face and kissed Meg's soft, warm lips. "I want you." She whispered as she laid back on the bed, pulling Meg on top of her body. Their eyes met and for a quick second the earth seemed to have stopped spinning, they became one as their lips met again.