Chapter Three

Becky recalled being saved by Tom and was grateful for what he did for her. "Tom, do you remember when you got me out of the cave?" Becky inquired. "Most certainly I do," Tom responded. "I had no idea that you would do that for me. Thank you for doing that for me." Becky stated with a smile. Tom smiled and replied, "It was out of love, Bec. I knew that I had to save your life. I got you out of the cave, and you are still alive because of me." Becky smiled back.

Tom led his girlfriend to the indexivator and went outside to the main deck. The golden sun shined down upon them and the sky was as blue as Tom's eyes. They watched the clouds go by.

Tom gazed at Becky. Her brown hair, which was usually put up in braids, flowed past her shoulders and down her back. "She is so beautiful..." Tom thought to himself. He then gazed back at the clouds.

Becky looked at Tom. He had red curly hair. His blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. He was not muscular, since he was only thirteen years old, yet he was not too skinny, either. "He is so handsome..." She thought.

After a few moments, they gazed at each other with loving eyes. They leaned in, touched their lips together, and kissed.

Tom stroked Becky's hair, which was softer than silk. She smelled like lilies and honeysuckle. She was slim but had a slightly developed womanly figure.

Tom loved the feeling of Becky's lips, which were soft and slightly plump. He caressed her lips while she caressed his. They slowly pulled their lips away. Then, they blushed. "Great Scott... you have strong lips for a girl," Tom said. Becky chuckled and replied, "You have strong lips for a boy." Tom smiled back and gave her a small chuckle.

"Do you still have that valentine I gave you?" Tom inquired. Becky reached into her pocket and pulled out the heart-shaped valentine. As she pulled out the valentine, a folded piece of paper fell out of her pocket. Tom picked it up. "What's this?" Tom asked. "It's a poem I wrote," Becky replied. "I meant to give it to you on Valentine's Day, but I thought I lost it." Tom unfolded the piece of paper and read it out loud.

"My heart is in your hands, we are more than just friends. For so long, I have been wanting you, I am head over heels in love with you. I want to be your valentine, how I longed to make you mine. Of all the moments we've had, I regret none, for me, you are the only one. With love from Becky."

He looked back up at Becky. "You wrote this?" He asked. Becky smiled and nodded. "It's very beautiful, Becky, really it is." He folded the poem back up and put it in the pocket of his jacket.