Falling like the Stars

12

Jemma’s Point of View

Waking up after the date I had with Skye was one of the best feelings in the world. My lips were bruised from the amount of kissing we did. I just couldn’t wait to see her again, especially after the cute things she did for me. It still blows my mind that she remembers what was on my list. Unfortunately, Sundays are her days for church. She texted saying I wish I could see you today. Church…but I will see you tomorrow at school. Miss you already. There was of course disappointment but I will get to see her at school, and hopefully every day after.

I set my alarm today, thirty minutes earlier than I normally do. I wanted to look extra nice, partly because today is our last day of freshman year, but mostly because I am seeing Skye. Fitz came over when I was almost ready. He just sat in my room hounding me about what went on during our date. I kept telling him that I wanted to wait so I can tell him and Ward at the same time, but I finally agreed to tell him just so he could be quiet. Right when I was about to go on the rant, I felt my phone buzz from my back pocket. “Hang on Fitz, Message.” I pulled out my phone to see that it was from Skye.

Her: Hey Jems…

Me: Hello, Skye. Is everything okay?

Her: Perfect! Do you need a ride?

Me: Do I need a ride? You do not have a car silly! No its okay, I will ride with Fitz. Go with Ward and I will meet you at school.

Her: This is true, I don’t have a car. I have something much better…

Me: …I’m Confused.

Her: You will see…

Me: See what?

Me: ?

Me: Skye?? See what?

Fitz was reading over my shoulder the whole time. He seemed just as confused as I was. We waited five minutes and still no response from her. “I guess I will soon see what she means. I wonder why she is not answering.” I said to Fitz while staring blankly at the phone.

Fitz let out a sigh and stood from the bed. “That Skye is confusing. But now she has me intrigued. Let’s head to school and end this mystery.” He let out his hand and wiggled his fingers. I grinned and grabbed his hand so he could lift me off the bed.

We rushed down the stairs and shouted our good byes to my parents. Closing the door behind me, I pulled out my phone once more to check if Skye had replied. Nothing. I proceeded to put my phone back when I had bumped into something and nearly fell back. “Fitz! What the heck? Did you forget how to use your legs?” I glared at him for a moment noticing that he was staring in the distance. I rolled my eyes and turned to see what had him in a daze.

Skye was parked in my driveway, leaning on a motorcycle. She was wearing a button up, jeans, and a new (hot) leather jacket. She was looking off in another direction and the wind was blowing her curled hair around. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she was posing for a photo shoot. I could definitely feel my mouth hanging open. I heard a small gulp and realized it came from Fitz.

He lifted up his hand, never breaking his gaze away from Skye, and tried to manage to find my shoulder. When he finally did, he rested it there. “Je-Jemma I mean… Wow… I know that she is yours and that I’m gay, but I would totally jus—“

“Fitz!” I turned to slap him in the stomach.

He cringed and said, “Ow Jemma!” Which was loud enough for Skye to break her gaze and turn to us.

She smiled large and leaned off the motorcycle. Skye took a step back. “Ta Da!” She said as she waved her hands at the motorcycle. “It was a belated birthday present from my parents.”

I walked forward to get a better look. “Wow, Skye this is amazing.”

I turned to look at Fitz who was not staring at the bike. He had his full attention on my girlfr—Skye. “Yeah, Skye. You—it is really something.”

Skye and I glared at him for a moment. She quickly looked at me and made a face that read ‘is this happening right now’ and I just shook my head. “Ugh, Thanks Fitz.” She made an awkward chuckle and proceeded to walk toward me.

There was no hesitation, no dancing around to put our hands in the right place, and no awkward stares. Skye came over and hugged me, embracing fully in each other’s arms. She repositioned her head so that her warm lips were brushing against my ear. “I don’t think I have ever been so excited to see someone in my life.” Skye whispered.

I giggled and put my head into the crook of her neck. Placing a small kiss there, before trailing back up to her ear as well. “You’re incorrigible.”

“Only with you.” She laughed and whispered back.

We both hung a part, our noses slightly brushing up against each other, eyes staring into each other’s soul.

“Ahem.” Fitz said glaring at us.

We never broke our gaze when I said, “What do you want Fitz.”

He rolled his eyes. “Am I giving you a ride or not?”

I was just about to answer when Skye lifted up her hand and waved it dismissively. “I got it.” She said, still never breaking our eye contact.

“Are you sure because I can—“

I cut him off and replicated Skye’s movement, waving my hand as well. “She got’s it, Fitz.”

Fitz was going to say something, but opted to just roll his eyes instead. With that he hopped in his car and took off. When Skye heard the engine of Fitz’s car die off in the distance, she rubbed our noses together. “I might kiss you.” She said to me in the way that she did during our first date.

I smiled and thought about saying what I said on our date, but decided differently. “Good.”

Skye smiled brightly and closed the distance between us. It was a peck that lasted a couple of moments before I slipped my hand behind her neck, bringing the kiss into a slow intimate one. Skye was going all for it. Her hands began exploring all around my back and when I could feel a tug at the hem of my shirt, I decided to pull back. Skye let out a sigh and pecked my forehead before saying, “I know. I know…too much. Sorry.”

I just smiled and nodded. I placed one kiss on her cheek before stepping away from the embrace. “So. Are we heading to school?”

Skye laughed and grabbed the two helmets that were on the bike. “Yes. Here, safety first.” She gave me one of the helmets and when I grabbed it, she slipped on hers. With one flip of her leg, she got on the motorcycle and extended out her hand. “Come on.” She said in a muffled voice due to the helmet.

I quickly put on the helmet and got on the motorcycle, sitting right behind her. I was trying to figure out where to put my hands, I first hung on to the back, then placed them on her shoulder, and finally opted to put them around her abdomen. Definitely worth it because I could feel the small little muscles that were contacting, most likely due to nervousness. She turned a little to face me and said, “You ready?”

Although she could not see it behind the helmet, I smiled brightly. “Yes.”

We arrived at school and looking around when we parked, I noticed she was the only one with a motorcycle. That’s probably the reason why everyone was staring at us. I looked around to glance at my fellow classmate’s faces, Never mind, they are looking at her. I can’t say I blame them. She does look really hot today.

“You were right Skye! That is a hot ride.” Ward said as he walked toward us with Fitz trailing right behind him.

Skye smiled bright and placed her arm around my shoulder. “I know…she is.” She finished with a wink at me. I smiled and hit her stomach playfully.

Ward and Fitz laughed in unison. “I meant the motorcycle Skye. Not Simmons. No offense.”

I waved my hand dismissively at Ward. “None taken.”

We all walked together as a group toward May’s class. Along the way we saw the group in the middle just like they always were. Miles stared at the two of us in disgust. I could feel the anger creeping up just by the look he was giving. I started to clench my fist before Skye placed her fingers in between mine. “It’s okay Jems. Don’t let him bother you.”

I squeezed on her hand tight and let out a sigh. “Yeah you’re right. I’m just glad this is the last time we have to see him until school starts back up again after summer.”

Skye smiled large and pecked my cheek. “You said we. I can definitely get used to that.”

I blushed and looked at the ground. Skye giggled and proceeded to pull me to class.

We all sat at lunch together. We were discussing how glad we are to be done with classes and all of our extracurricular’s. The whole time Skye and I were holding hands underneath the table. She was making small little patterns around my knuckles which sent chills everywhere.    

Ward cleared his throat out of nowhere. “So Simmons. Fitz and I have been talking and decided that for your birthday we will take you out on that Saturday, the 7th, and that way—“

Fitz chimed in. “…on the 6th you and Skye can hang out together. I mean it is only fair since she spent her birthday with you.”

Skye’s eyes got wide like she was embarrassed. I just laughed and squeezed her hand to reassure her that it is okay. “That’s actually perfect because…” I turned to look at her completely, “…My parents want you to come over and meet them… in a more proper way. They figure what better time than my birthday.”

Ward started busting out laughing and Skye’s hand got a little tense. “What’s so funny?” I asked staring at Ward.

Ward finally calmed down enough to answer. “I’m—I’m sorry. It’s just…*chuckles*…Skye has never, never been in a relationship other than Miles. So she has never had the chance to have the meet the parents’ dinner.”

Skye picked up one of her fries from her plate and threw it at Ward. “Shut up!”

I turned to look at her again. “Skye, if that is moving too fast, or if you are not ready to meet my mum and dad in that manner, we can—“

Skye nodded and waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t listen to Ward. He likes to bust my chops. I really want to meet your parents. So, yes. I would love to.” She finished by placing a kiss on my cheek. That. That I could get used to.

Skye’s Point of View

It’s Friday, June 6th. My girlfr--Jemma’s birthday. Jemma and I have had one other date since our last day of school, well a double date. Ward and Fitz tagged along. But today. Today I have her to myself…sort of. Oh Gosh. I am meeting her parents tonight. I already prepared my outfit for tonight. My dress was ironed and my flats and small amount of jewelry were waiting right beside it. I was about to start getting ready when I heard a knock at the door.

I rushed to answer it and opened it to find Ward on the other side. “You’re right on time.” I said with a smile.

He laughed. “Yeah, well I have great time management.” Ward grabbed something from his back pocket. It was a black box that was actually really fancy. “Here. Just finished it.”

I grabbed the box and looked up to him. “And you are sure it is exactly what I asked for?”

He nodded. “Yup. I checked it multiple times when I was making it. It is everything you asked for…and then some. I’d say it was definitely worth one hundred bucks.” He extended out his hand and waved his fingers. I rolled my eyes and gave him a one hundred dollar bill. He gladly took it and proceeded to walk back to his car. “Thanks. She will love it, I know it. Good luck tonight.”

I let out a sigh and nodded. “Thanks. I’m going to need it.” With that I closed the door and went back to go get ready.

Ringing the doorbell at Jemma’s house and waiting for someone to answer felt like an eternity. Jemma finally opened the door and I could feel the world stop. She, as well, was wearing a dress and had her hair down with loose curls. “Hello, Skye.”

I knew very well that my mouth was hanging open. “Hi—Hi Jemma.” I walked forward to give her a hug and whispered in her ear. “You look extremely nice.”

She laughed and whispered in my ear. “You do as well. Just like always.”

When we pulled apart, we giggled nervously. Her parents came and greeted me. I gave them both a hug and we all sat down at the dinner table. Her mom made chicken Alfredo which was portioned evenly for all of us when she passed around the plates. “I hope you are not a vegetarian or anything Skye.” Mrs. Simmons said with a hopeful look.

I shook my head and waved my hand dismissively. “Oh no. This is perfect. Thank you.”

We proceeded to eat. Our conversations were the normal tell me about you and your family conversations. Then the night just took a whole different turn.

Mr. Simmons cleared his throat and looked at Skye. “So. Tell me Skye. Have your parents had the talk with you?”

“The talk?” I asked a little confused.

He smiled and nodded. “Yes. The talk. You know the s*x talk.”

I choked on my food and looked at Jemma whose eyes were wide and her face matched the red dress she was wearing. “Ugh. Well—they kind of didn’t need to. I mean when I was in the foster system we watched s*x-Ed videos all the time.”

Mrs. Simmons raised an eyebrow. “Oh. You’re adopted?”

Jemma looked at me as well. “You never told me that Skye.”

I placed a lock of hair behind my ear. “Yes I am. I never said anything because the Bennet’s are the only family I have ever known. So I just…never think of myself as adopted.”

Mr. and Mrs. Simmons nodded and said, “That’s wonderful.”

Jemma put her hand under the table and grabbed my hand that was resting on my lap. I looked at her and she smiled brightly. Goodness this girl.

Mr. Simmons got back to his original subject. “My parents gave me the talk when I was rather young and the same with my wife. It was only fitting that we did the same with our Jemma.”

Jemma rolled her eyes and laughed. “Yes, they always told me about stories and let’s just say I am haunted for life.”

I furrowed my brow. “Stories?”

Her parents looked at each other in unison, making similar mischievous smiles. “Tell her about our table here, honey.” Mrs. Simmons said with that same grin.

Mr. Simmons laughed. “Well Skye. You see Mrs. Simmons makes the best lunches. It just riles me up how great of a cook she is and well…this table is not just for eating. We have had many funches here.”

My eyes went wide. I have learned a long time ago that funch is a s****l encounter during lunch time. Mrs. Simmons smiled. “Well most of the time we end up eating something else.”

I hung my mouth open in shock. Jemma put her hand over her mouth and went red. “Mum! Dad! Are you kidding me right now?”

They both started laughing and Mr. Simmons spoke up again. “Skye, when and if you and my daughter get to that point, will you be doing bumper to bumper or—“

“Dad! Moving on.” Jemma practically screamed. After a couple of moments though, we all started laughing. The Simmons are all definitely comfortable when it comes to s*x. I can get used to that.

Dinner went great the rest of the time. Especially since we moved on from the s*x topics. “It was extremely nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Simmons…well you know…again.”

They smiled. “You as well Skye.”

Jemma and I walked outside together. I stopped leaning against my motorcycle and her leaning against me. She rolled her eyes and let out a sigh, putting our foreheads together. “I am so sorry about that. They have always been comfortable when it comes to that topic.”

I just laughed and kissed her forehead. “Hey. It’s okay! I mean they definitely loosened me up. Now I just need to go learn what bumper to bumper is.”

We both laughed before I realized that I need to do one other thing. I pushed her forward a little so I could get something out of my bag. I reached and pulled out the black box Ward had gave me earlier. I handed it over to Jemma. “Happy Birthday.”

She took it and waved her hand. “Skye! You did not have to get me anything. Just your presence here alone was enough.”

I just leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Well now it can be more special. Now go on…open it.”

She smiled, but not before letting out a sigh. She proceeded to open it and her eyes went wide as she looked up at me in shock. “Skye…”

I smiled and grabbed the box. I took out the black bracelet that had a silver plate connected to it.  On the plate was engraved coordinates. I grabbed her hand and put the bracelet on her. “These coordinates are the exact latitude and longitude of Agent May’s class. The place we first met.”

She smiled brightly and gave me a hug. “Thank you, Skye. This means more to me than you know.”

I smiled and when we pulled apart, I looked down at the bracelet. “There is something else… turn the bracelet into the light of the moon.” I looked up at the sky.

She looked up at the sky as well. She extended her hand and rotated it. There was a glare of light that shined perfectly on the other small engraved letters. Jemma looked closely at the small words that read will you be my girlfriend? 

Without missing a beat, Jemma turned me and embraced me in a kiss. A kiss that was more powerful than any of our other ones. I could feel the smile that she was making against my lips when she finally said, “Yes!”