I was lying on the ground in the Desrosiers' back yard. Everything was quiet and peaceful. I was just lying there; eyes closed listening to the rustling trees and the chirping birds. And suddenly his sister shouts, “Seb! Seb! Don't move!! There's a butterfly!!”

I chuckle a little at Mack's behavior, which was very much like David's. Usually she was the calm one out of the two, but it was known that they switch personalities sometimes. Like now. Whenever Mack was excited about something she's immediately start acting like David, she'd have the giggle down pat. But that's what makes her cute and that's what makes me like her.

“Where is the butterfly?” I ask without opening my eyes, I didn't want to ruin the simplicity of the day.

“Right on your head! Don't move, I'm gonna get Pat's camera!” She orders before I hear her tearing through her house. Crashes and bangs were heard as she went searching around for a camera. She was pretty destructive when she was in the middle of a search, or if she was chasing Pierre because he had insulted her. I let out a slow breath to try and not scare away the butterfly, if there was a butterfly on my head. Not that she would lie, but she could be tricking me.

After a few minutes of not moving Mack comes back out with Pat's camera. “Sorry it took so long,” she apologized as I forced myself to look at her. “I had to convince Patrick that I wouldn't break his camera. For some reason he doesn't trust me. Me! I'm the most trustable person ever!” She said with a pout, which made me smile. Her pouts always made me smile, it made her super cute.

“It's so cool. The butterfly's the perfect shade of blue. Like the ocean…just like your eyes! Your eyes are pretty.” I smile at Mack's comment about my eyes and my cheeks flushed a bit. I think I blushed really hard at his comment, because she's laughing at me. She always laughs when I get embarrassed. I couldn't help it, ever since I was a kid I never got used to being complimented, especially on my eye color. I let out a breath and make up my mind. I've decided that I was going to tell her how I felt about her.

“What?” I asked when I saw her face fall.

“The butterfly flew away,” she sighed.

“You got a picture at least, right?”

“Yeah,” she said, perking up slightly. “Here, look,” She kneels next to me and I sit up so I could look at the picture.

“Whoa. You're really good at taking pictures,” I commented.

“Thanks,” she said with a grin before turning her head so her crystal blue eyes locked with mine. “I was telling the truth when I said that your eyes are pretty, you know.”

I was about to respond with “I know, you always tell me that” when Mack closed her eyes and leans forward to kiss me. Oh. My. God. Mack is actually kissing me! I feel her warm lips on mine and it's the only thing I can think about now. I start kissing her back and then I shut my eyes, too and put my hand on her neck gently, just to show him how much I enjoy it. I used my other hand to keep myself up to make sure I didn't fall over

It's a really sweet kiss, though. It's neither a really passionate and wild kiss nor a kiss friends sometimes give each other. It's just sweet, loving and all…Mack-like. I've wanted to do this since I understood that boys kiss girls to tell them how they felt. And now it's actually happening.

After a few minutes I pull back to look at Mack and her cheeks are a bit flushed and she has the most adorable smile on her face I have ever seen in my whole life. She's usually never embarrassed so seeing the rosiness of her cheeks in comparison to her pale skin made her beautiful.

“I like you, Sebby… Really”, she says and then she kisses me again, but shorter this time. I smile back; I think I'm the happiest person on the world right now. “I like you too,” I tell her with a smile and then she cuddles against my chest. “I have for a while. I just didn't know how to tell you.”

“Well, I think I got the message,” she muttered into my shoulder. “Sebby?” She asks after a few minutes of silence. I look at her and smile to show I pay attention

“Yeah?”

“Do you wanna be my boyfriend?”

A warm feeling is flooding my body and I hug her really tight. “Sure I want to.”

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Short, sweet, and to the point. I got the idea of this story off of a Seb/David story I read a while ago so if it seems familiar, that's the reason why. Happy Valentine's Day everyone.

~Mack

Oh, and I have a present for you guys. On my profile I have a V-Day pic of the SP guys I drew for you!! I hope you like it!!