Anyway, when I finally get out of the church, Casey is waiting for me at the bottom of the steps with both our skateboards.
“Hey, it’s you,” he says, smiling. “Don’t get me wrong—the princess look is cool, but I like the real you better.”
I laugh and say, “Me too!” and take my skateboard from him.
But before I can toss it down, he stops me and locks eyes with me. “I promise never to let my sister or my father or your mother or my mother or anyone else come between us again.”
His eyes are so clear.
So … honest.
I nod. “Me too.”
“And I promise—no more keeping secrets from you. And if something’s wrong, I will talk to you. No notes, no texts, no messages … I’ll talk to you face to face.”
I nod again. “Me too.”
Then we look into each other’s eyes, and he slowly leans forward. And when he’s just inches away, my eyes drift closed.
And then … his lips … touch … mine.
They’re soft.
And sweet.
And somehow … electric.
And when we finally pull apart and open our eyes, my cheeks are totally on fire and I’m feeling pretty wobbly. And what I’m thinking is, That was definitely worth waiting for! but what comes out of my mouth is, “It’s about time!”
“Yeah,” he laughs. “It’s about time!”
Then we get on our skateboards, and he grabs my hand, and we roll down the sidewalk, side by side.
Wendelin Van Draanen, Sammy Keyes and the Wedding Crasher
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