A New Type of Curve

Chapter Two

Oh.

Oh boy.

I feel a flashback coming on.

Four - almost five - years ago... 

Yep, there it is.

It was my fourteenth birthday party, and I was so excited. We had just finished freshman year and were on our way into being sophomores, and I felt like a woman. My body had filled out quite a bit, and while the other boys said it was baby fat, my mom called it my natural curves. I'm not quite sure what that meant, but I didn't really care. 

The party my mom and Elide had put together at the house was pretty great, all of my friends had shown up. Lyndie, the twins, Silas, and Quinn who had only joined the group a few months prior. There were also a bunch of other friends there from high school and church, but it was my main babes that I was the most happy to see.

I caught sight of Silas across my living room, and I had to admit, he was filling out like I was. Well, I mean, he wasn't sprouting breasts and hips, but his biceps and shoulders seemed to get the whole puberty memo. And he looked good. 

I started crushing on him a few months back, much to my dismay. He was my best friend! It really wasn't good for me to have feelings for a boy who I used to force to eat handfuls of dirt as I held him down. A blush rose to my cheeks when I caught his pretty blue eyes, and he smiled at me brightly. His smile was my favorite. 

"Okay guys!" Lyndie called to the ten of us lounging in the family room, turning down the music as she did so. "The parents have left for a bit, so who's up for a game of truth or dare?" 

I groaned, and in that moment, I really wanted to kill Lyndie for doing this at my birthday. But what could I say when all nine of the other people in my living room got excited and immediately formed a circle? Nothing. So I sat down. Lyndie on my right and Quinn on my left. The twins were across from us, and Silas was next to them. 

"Okay, who wants to go first?" I asked timidly, really, really not wanting to play this game. What if our moms came home?

"I do!" Malissa Barrington's hand shot up so fast into the air that it looked like a rocket. I raised my brows at her enthusiasm. "Um... Silas, truth or dare?"

All eyes turned to my best friend slash crush slash boy I really shouldn't have a crush on. He looked around at the circle with a smile and raked his hands through his hair. What soft hair...

"Truth." He said with an air of confidence, although his constant fidgeting said otherwise. 

Melissa groaned. "Come on Silas, that's no fun."

"Why ask if you were going to make me pick dare then?" 

"So you pick dare?" Silas shot the girl a look and then turned to me as if to say 'why the hell would you invite her?'

Beats me pal. 

"Sure, whatever." Silence stretched on for a minute as she consulted with the girls next to her who erupted into giggles. 

"I dare you... to kiss the birthday girl!" I think I threw up. Wait, no, nope, I didn't - that's just my mind shattering into pieces at her words. Wow, I really felt sick. My best friend slash crush slash other things was going to give me my first kiss? Absolutely not.

Well, actually - fuck yeah.

But no - no - NO. I CAN NOT FEEL THIS WAY ABOUT MY BEST FRIEND, AND HE CAN NOT KISS ME.

shit. he's walking over here. he's actually walking over here. is he going to do it? he wouldn't right?

ohmygodhe'ssittingdown

I think I'm going to black out, I really think I'm going to -

Actually, Silas's lips meeting mine was the only thing keeping me from blacking out. In my haze of panic, he'd pretty much pulled me into his lap and planted his lips on my mouth as he held my face in between his hands.

I'm melting. 

The people around were screaming, and I'm pretty sure Lyndie was crying from excitement. But all I really could think about was his lips. His really soft, really plump, really good fucking lips. And I wanted to keep kissing him. 

I'm not sure who pulled away first, me or him, but I didn't think I was imagining the look in his eyes after. Like he was... happy, or dazed, or wanting more. Maybe it was a mixture of all three, maybe it was none of them. All I knew is that I wanted to do it forever, and I had every intention of doing that. 

Right until I found him in my kitchen sucking face with Melissa say... ten minutes later. Yeah, I was still a little bitter about that, even after all these years. Since then, I promised to keep him in the best friend zone and nothing more. When he kissed me, I thought he felt something too. But it was just a dare, and to him it was just a kiss. So I forced myself to move on, but not without our relationship changing. 

Now... I felt like we were always on the verge of sexual tension - like both of us would burst at any minute. But my promise and my will stayed intact, and so did our friendship. Which was all I could ever ask for. 

"Kitty?" Silas pulled me from my thoughts, he face as close as it had been since my little zone out.

"Yeah Si?"

"Make me food." 

Yeah. Not much has changed.