The day dragged on for Romeo. Even his brother had more fun than he.
His eyes misted over, his heart thumped loudly.
Was she real?
He walked forward but stopped.
She had turned her back and was flirting with Paris. Romeo thought hard and carefully made his plans.
He walked to Juliette’s house and threw a stone at her window. Romeo waited for her to open the door. He held out his arms and Juliette responded, their kiss long and passionate.
Romeo left to face his father.
“Are you mad? You’re only sixteen.” David Beckham said.
Neville Hunt about 2 years ago
Love it, Rick. It really made me laugh out loud. As we say, it tickled me! :-)