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Just To See You Smile (7 ratings) by Lindsey Davis
Page 2 of 3 "Bree, do you trust
me?" "Of course I do Matt, why do you ask?" "You know that I
would...nev.." "I know what you're saying, and the answer is yes." she
interrupted.
He helped her down on the blanket, and then he took her
blind fold off. He watched, as a huge smile crept upon her beautiful face. He
couldn't help thinking, "No matter how many times I look at her, I never get
tired of just staring at her. I could just breath her in, and I live for that
smile of hers." BreAnnon looked up, her eyes full of tears, and he knew exactly
what she was saying. They sat in silence for the first time in a year, just
breathing each other in. BreAnnon studied Matt's sun-tanned face, and she was
so deep in concentration that when she felt his hand lightly brush her cheek,
it was like her heart melted so fast that she could feel the blood flowing in
her body andit made her all tingly, and she just stared at him. Matt moved in
closer...closer...he could feel her breath on his lips. But stopped for a
moment as she whispered, "Thanks for showing me what it's like to feel
special."
And Matt said
"Anything just to see you
smile."
BreAnnon was one of those girls who had always promised herself
not to have sex before she got married, but BreAnnon knew that Matt was her one
and only. So that night, she knew she was ready and Matt took her virginity.
Months went by, and it had felt just like the previous year. They were so
happy together. They were always with each other. Pretty soon Matt's senior
year would be ending, and he knew Bree was scared about him leaving her behind,
he could look into her eyes and see the fright. It hurt him to know that she
was so afraid of losing him, after all, didn't she know that they were meant to
be together, and that they could beat anything? They were Matt and Bree! As the
school year came to an end, nominations for the "cutest couple" and all those
things for Prom were voted. BreAnnon and Matt won for "Most likely to be
together" and "Cutest couple." Prom came, and then Graduation and soon
summer had already come and gone. Bree was scared all over again. It was like
her first day of High School, except this time, she knew she wouldn't see Matt
standing in the same spot where she first met him. As she walked into school,
she stopped, and looked around. She looked to that same old spot...nope,
nothing there, as expected. She walked past just like she had two years before,
but as she kept walking, she felt as though someone was watching her or like
she was being studied, as she turned on one foot, there he was. Her eyes got
huge and filled with tears, and his arms flew open and she ran into them. Home
sweet home, she thought. That helped her get through her first few weeks of
High School without Matt. Every now and then she would find flowers or a
simple, "I love you" in her locker. NO matter what, she always walked by "Their
spot" thinking that maybe, just maybe, she would see Matt standing there,
talking to his friends, with his heart-melting smile and those beautiful
blue-green eyes. About 3 weeks after that, Bree walked into school, and
there he was. Standing there waiting for her, it was like he knew she would be
standing there...looking for him. Bree's Junior year came to an end, and
finally summer came. Bree and Matt had the perfect reunion...Blind-Fold, beach
,blanket, roses...Except something a little different happened. When Matt took
her blind-fold off, he was on one knee, holding a rose. Inside the rose petal,
was a beautiful ring. Matt could finally breathe, he had been so nervous, and
as he lifted his eyes to her beautiful face...she looked up at him, her eyes
filled with tears, and she whispered, "Thanks for showing me what it's like
to feel special."Next Page Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 Lindsey Davis, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines.
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