Over the next week, Sunset Shimmer was all I could think about. She was in my dreams when I slept and the thought of her kept distracting me form my homework. I couldn't pay attention in school because my mind just kept going back to her beautiful face. Oh man, what I would've done just to see her one more time. Little did I know that soon, my wish would be granted.
Friday night came again and my parents were going off on another date. "You sure you don't mind watching your brother again, Strike?" my dad asked as he and Mom were about to head out.
"Actually, Dad," Strike began. "I've got a date tonight, too. I'm supposed to go pick her up soon, but don't worry. I already got my friend to look after Cres for tonight. She's really responsible and she'll take good care of him. I promise." Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Ah, see? Right on time."
As soon as Strike opened the door, my heart stopped dead. It was her! The beautiful solar fire-haired angel herself. Standing in my doorway. I couldn't believe it.
"Hey, Sunset," my brother greeted her as I tried hard to keep myself together. "Mom, Dad, this is my friend Sunset Shimmer. We go to school together. She really took a liking to Cres last week, so I figured she wouldn't mind babysitting him tonight."
"You don't have to worry about a thing, Mr. and Mrs. Moon," she reassured them. "Crescent will be in good hands with me. I promise."
"Well, if Meteor Strike vouches for you, then that's good enough for me," Mom said. "What do you think, Crescent?"
I didn't have it in me to say a full sentence yet, so I just nodded my head way too fast and said "Uhhh... y-yeah."
Strike rolled his eyes while Dad gave a chuckle. "Just make sure he does all his homework, eats his dinner and gets to bed by ten. And no dairy. He's lactose intolerant," Mom instructed.
"Yes, ma'am," Sunset replied. "I won't let you down."
"Good," said Dad. "Have fun, boys. We'll see you later."
All three of us waved goodbye as Mom and Dad walked out the door and drove off. Sunset turned back to Strike. "You'd better get going, too," she said. "You don't wanna keep that date of yours waiting."
"You're right. I don't," Strike replied. "Just one more thing first." He came up to me and whispered seriously in my ear. "I hooked you up, bro. Do NOT blow this! You got it?" I nodded my head. Part of me wanted to slug him for going behind my back like this, but I was mostly extremely grateful to have another chance with the girl of my dreams.
With that, Strike grabbed his keys and headed for the door. "What was that about?" Sunset asked.
"Just making sure he knows to do what you say or I'll wedgie him into the next millennium."
"Well, that's not very nice," Sunset said with a smirk.
"Hey, I'm his big brother. It's my job. Later!"
Now that Meteor Strike was gone, it was just me and my smoking hot new babysitter. "So..." she said crossing her arms and looking at me like a mom. "What do you think we should do first?"
"Well, uh, we could play a board game," I suggested. "The closet under the staircase is full of them."
"That sounds fun, but we can play AFTER dinner," she retorted sternly, "which I'll be making while you're upstairs doing your homework."
"I kinda had a feeling you were gonna say that."
"Best to get it out of the way now so you don't have to worry about it all night."
I couldn't argue with that. Plus, it gave me an idea. The only homework I had left to do was my math homework, but maybe if I got all the answers right, I could wow Sunset with my awesome mathematic skills. I went upstairs to my room to finish my homework so Sunset could get dinner ready and when I came back down, I'd show her what a genius a really was.
Figuring out all those math problems took me about forty minutes, but I was fairly sure they were all right. By then I could smell the delicious aroma of spaghetti and meatballs and I knew dinner was just about ready. It was good timing, too, because I was really getting hungry, so I headed back downstairs to the kitchen and brought my worksheet with me to show Sunset.
When I got to the kitchen, Sunset was drizzling marinara sauce on the noodles. "Good timing," she said. "Hope you've got an appetite."
"Yeah," I said, "but first, would mind checking my math to make sure I got all the answers right?"
"Sure." She put down the ladle and started glancing over my math sheet, carefully scanning each answer. When she was done, she raised an eyebrow and nodded her head. My spirits soared as I could tell she really liked what she saw. "I'm impressed," she said. "Most of these answers are correct."
My smile diminished a little bit when she said that. "Most of them?" I asked.
"Yeah. There's just one here that's a little bit off," she clarified. "Here. Let me show you."
I followed her to the table where we sat down and she pointed out the mistake I'd made on the fourth question. "See here? Where you said 'v' equals 85?" I nodded my head and she proceeded to explain how the problem should have been solved.
To be honest, though, it was a little hard for me to concentrate on what she was saying. Her breasts were pressed against the table and I couldn't take my eyes off of them. Plus, there was the beautiful smell of peach-mango shampoo coming from her hair. And the fierce twinkle that shown in her eyes as she calculated the math problem was also quite dazzling. How could I pay attention to pointless math with such a distractingly radiant woman by my side?
"Crescent? Crescent!"
Sunset's voice snapped me out of my trance. "If we think about the problem like that, then what do you think is the real value of 'v'?" she asked me. I struggled to think of something to say fast. I skimmed quickly through what she had written down and tried to make quick sense of it.
"Uhhhh..... 87?" I guessed with an awkward smile.
She didn't say anything for a few seconds. Her expression was a little hard to read, but she must've known that I'd taken a complete shot in the dark. "That's right," she finally said. I breathed a sigh of relief. That was a close one.
From now on I'd have to be more careful about how I acted around her. And I had to come up with some other way to impress her. But I decided to think about that later because at the moment, I was starving.
I was twelve years old. My big brother Meteor Strike dragged me to a high school basketball game. I honestly didn't care about basketball myself, but the friend of somebody that Strike knew was playing and he had already promised that he'd be there. Unfortunately for both of us, our parents were out on a date that night and that meant Strike had to be responsible and keep an eye on me. So there I was. Strike's kid brother who was only there because he had to be, surrounded by loud screaming teenagers.
"Hey Strike!" a guy called out from the bleachers. He had spiky blue hair and was wearing a shirt with a blue shield and a lightning bolt on it. He waved us over to come sit by him.
"Hey Flash!" Strike called back. We went went over and sat right next to him.
"Who's this?" Flash asked.
"This is my brother Crescent Moon," Strike answered. "Our parents are out tonight, so I had to bring him along."
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Crescent," Flash greeted me.
"Nice to meet you, too," I responded politely, shaking his hand. I really just wanted to get this whole thing over with.
"Is Sunset here yet?" Strike asked his friend.
"Yeah. She went to the bathroom. She should be back any minute," Flash replied. "Oh, here she comes."
And that's when I saw her. I turned towards the entrance and saw a girl with bright golden skin and fiery red and yellow hair. She wore a dark overcoat and a teal blouse that kind of showed off her fairly big breasts, which even from a distance I could tell were bouncing with every step she took. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I hoped to heaven above that this was the person they were waiting for. My prayers were answered when she climbed up the steps of the bleachers and headed straight for us.
"Hey Sunset," Strike greeted her as she arrived.
"Hi Strike," Sunset replied in a soft voice. Then she looked down at me with her sparkling teal eyes. "Is this the little brother you told me about?" she asked.
"Yep. That's Crescent Moon. I'm watching him for my parents tonight."
"It's so nice to meet you," she said to me with a big, friendly smile. I tried to smile back as I shook her hand, but it came out awkward with a goofy little chuckle. I managed to give her a 'you too' as she sat down right next to me.
As the game went on, I didn't really pay much attention to it. I was too busy paying attention to the stunning woman next to me the whole time. I watched her get excited when she cheered for her friend on the team. I admired her enthusiasm in supporting her friend. She almost caught me staring at her a couple of times out of the corner of her eye. Whenever she looked back at me, I quickly turned my face back to the game to avoid looking creepy. I really loved getting to hang around her that whole time. I got to hear her laugh whenever Strike and Flash did something silly or dumb, like when they had an argument over with rock band was better between Enginebrain and Steel Blimp (for the record, I was on the side of Steel Blimp). Sunset had the coolest, friendliest sounding laugh ever.
When the game was over, the four of us convened outside the gym. Canterlot High didn't win, which was a shame, but I didn't think it was anything worth crying over. Though, I couldn't say the same for the players. I didn't know how they were reacting, especially Sunset's friend if she was really as intense as Sunset said.
"Okay, so I'm gonna go talk to Dash and the others," she said, "and then afterwards, what do you say we go get some late dinner at Dragon Burger?"
"Sounds great. I'm game," Flash answered.
"I'd love to, but I should probably get Crescent home before our parents get back," Strike said.
I really wanted to hang out with Sunset Shimmer a little longer, but Strike was probably right. As much as I didn't want to leave, I didn't want Mom and Dad to get upset either.
"I get it," Sunset said. "I guess we'll see you in school on Monday, then. It was nice meeting you, Crescent."
As she bent over to say goodbye to me, I tried hard to keep my eyes from peeking down the front of her shirt. She looked at me with the sweetest, prettiest smile I'd ever seen. I tried to come up with a coherent sentence to say to her.
"Uh... y-yeah.... It was nice to meet you, too," I stammered, finding it hard to keep eye contact. "I... I hope we can hang out again sometime."
"I'd like that," she said with a slight giggle. Hearing her say that pretty much made my night.
"Well, see you later, guys," said Strike. We all waved goodbye to each other and Strike and I headed out.
It was pretty late when Strike and I got outside. Mom and Dad would probably be home soon if they weren't already. We got in Strike's car and started heading home. We barely made it out of the parking lot before Strike gave me a cocky-looking smirk.
"So what do you think of my friends?" he asked me.
"They're alright," I said. I didn't want to tell him what I was actually thinking.
"Just 'alright?'" he asked, like he was fishing for something else, but I didn't know what. "'Cause you sure seemed to take a pretty big liking to Sunset Shimmer back there."
I froze in my seat. Had he actually noticed me being all creepy and staring at her for the entire game? "I-I don't know what you're talking about," I lied, trying to hide the redness of my face.
"Oh come on, bro. You can't hide it from me. I saw you checkin' her out."
"Yeah well.... whatever!" That was the only defense I could come up with. "Just mind your own business, okay?"
"Hey. You're my brother and Sunset is my friend, so it is my business. Don't worry, though. I promise I won't tell her anything."
I was slightly relieved to hear that. "Thanks," I said.
"That's your job," he concluded. That put me right back on edge.
"Wait, what? Are you nuts?"
"You gotta tell her, Crescent. You don't wanna be just some creepy stalker, do you?"
"I'm not a stalker."
"You kept staring at her for pretty much that whole game."
"W-Well I..." I didn't have a good comeback for that. "Fine," I said. "but what difference does it make? I'm only twelve and she's like sixteen."
"Trust me, bro. I know where you're coming from, but you have to tell Sunset how you feel about her. Because if you don't, you're gonna regret it for the rest of your life."
I thought about Strike's words. He was probably right, but I still wasn't sure. "Well... even if I wanted to tell her, when would I ever get the chance?"
"Don't worry. You leave that to me."
