1205bp+Original+Story

Grown Out of It

 Seeing the fury in his brothers eyes, Danny sprinted wildly away from Simon's sight, even though he knew his brother could quickly outrun him. The only way he wouldn't get hurt by his brother is his room.

The two boys shared a room, but if Danny locked Simon out, he would be safe. Simon has the most innocent. You could never hurt him if he harmed a fly. But Simon did something relevantly worse.

About a day before, Danny entered middle school. The whole place smelled of desperation and day old tuna fish caserole. Simon was two years older, and they were finally going to the same school.

You see, Simon had a HUGE crush on Kasey Goldberg. That same day, Simon had pointed her out to Danny. Danny immediately confronted the blonde haired cheerleader.

"Hi... Uhm, my brother told me he has dreams about your hair. He's right over there! His name is Simon and you two'll probably get married one day. At least, that's what it says in his diary."

Simon walked up to the two of them, grabbed his brother by the ear, and dragged him to the corner.

"I hate you! You're just another snobby little kid. Trust me, you'll get it when we're home."

Danny gulped. He was just in elementary school and jokes like that always made Simon laugh. Danny thought to himself, '//Maybe he's grown out of it'//

Danny could hear his brother pounding on the locked door as if there was the winning lottery ticket in there.

"Hey Simon, you know, I'm really sorry about the incident in there, I didn't know you were serious about her." Simon said, apologetically.

The pounding had stopped. Danny creaked open the door carefully. Simon was standing there, silenced.

"Ok, so that we're even, tell me your deepest, darkest,  JUICIEST  secret." Simon said with a grin.  <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"You know what? I'll take it. I like someone too, but you can't tell anyone." Danny replied. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Spit it out! You have my word. Trust me." Simon exclaimed. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Only if you don't laugh... I like, the lunch lady." Danny said with a flirtatious sigh. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Simon looked surprised. He aquinted at Danny, thinking for a moment. His eyes widened and then became cold again. He started to sprint in Danny's direction, knowing it was another joke. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The games are back on.