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Diary of a Wimpy Kid Fanfiction
Reveals
Started 4/25/12 (Jeez…)
   The not-quite-but-almost-spring air was brisk and light, thankfully not humid and arid as it had been the last few weeks. It was perfect weather for just being outside, doing absolutely nothing. Doing nothing was foreign to Gwen Miles, but she was learning to enjoy it thoroughly, especially with Rodrick Heffley at her side and with her life beginning to tilt off balance lately.
   Gwen tried to push the thoughts of her moronic sister, Wendy, from her mind as Rodrick defeated her in yet another thumb war (10-2, Rodrick winning, but it's not like he was keeping track or anything). Rodrick smiled, keeping their hands entwined while stroking her knuckles gently with his victorious thumb. But the more she thought about chasing the thoughts away, the more she thought about it.
   "Gotcha again," Rodrick murmured with a voice much softer than his last outburst as he finally took in her broken, distracted expression.
   Her sky blue eyes were glazed over, indeed. Rodrick leaned forward, pressing his lips tenderly to the corner of her mouth. Gwen blinked, his seemingly-perpetually shaggy, dark brown hair brushing her cheeks as he pulled away. She shook her head, trying in vain to choke down the oncoming tears that escaped from her eyes anyway.
   "Gwen?" her boyfriend of over a year inquired with worry, sweeping the tears from her cheeks. "Are you that upset about losing? I'm sorry, I'll let you try again-"
   "Wendy." Gwen sputtered, pulling her hands away to cover her face. "I'm, I'm fine. It's just-"
   "We don't have to talk about it, Gwen." Rodrick assured, although he wished he knew a little bit more about the situation with her sister.
   "But it's all I can think about, Rodrick." She wailed, dropping her hands into her lap as the tears raced down her face. "I knew she was stupid, but not this stupid…"
   Rodrick reached out to her, pulling her onto his lap as Gwen completely lost it. She wrapped her spindly arms around his neck, pressing her face into his neck. Rodrick roved his knuckles on the small of Gwen's back, whispering words of soothing to his girlfriend. Gwen paused in her water works, slightly surprised at this once-bad-boy's calming words. It still blew her mind at how drastic Rodrick had changed over the past year. Before, he never would've held her like this, or anyone else, for that matter. He wouldn't coo words of comfort in anyone's ear in their time of despair.
   But she didn't question it much as the soft tone of his voice made her shiver. Rodrick wavered, his voice trailing off at the feeling of Gwen's lips against his damp neck. She whispered something against his throat, but Rodrick didn't catch what she said as his heart sped up at an incredible rate. Before Gwen lost herself in Rodrick's rather impressive neck and jaw, she pulled away slightly to gaze into his honey-hazel eyes.
   "I…" Gwen snapped her mouth shut, swallowing her words and biting her tongue so hard that she almost drew blood.
   She almost said it. She almost said that word. Gwen's lungs collapsed, leaving her gasping for air as she thought, "And I would've meant it." Rodrick titled his head, gesturing for her to speak her mind, but Gwen only shook her head. She brought her forehead gently to his, kissing his nose and meeting his eyes through the disheveled forest of dark hair. Finding her voice again, Gwen opened her mouth.
   "She ran away, Rodrick." Gwen started with a tear-choked voice, running her fingers through the hairs near the nape of his neck. "She ran off with that stupid boyfriend of hers." Rodrick nodded slightly; He knew that much, yes. "But she didn't walk away empty handed, no. She took all of my money, most of my mother's jewelry, and my father's collection of sterling spoons. And don't go giggling about spoon collecting because my father takes it very seriously.
   "But, how could she do that? She hurt us bad, Rodrick." Her throat suddenly constricted closed, losing the strong tone of voice she was gathering with each word. But now, she could barely muster a whisper. "Wendy hurt us real bad…"
   With a somewhat pitiful frown and a surprised expression all rolled into one, Rodrick brushed a strand of Gwen's chocolate brown hair behind her ear.
   "Gwen…"
   "I know." She took over, putting one hand in her lap while keeping the other tangled in his hair. "What could you possibly say?" Before Rodrick could even open his mouth, Gwen continued on a bit distractedly. "I hate not knowing where she is. That's what I hate the most. Is she safe? Is she hurt? Is she…?"
   "Don't think like that." Her boyfriend assured, moving his hands from her back to her hand. "She'll show up, I prom-"
   "Don't promise me that, please." said Gwen so soft that Rodrick barely caught it. "You can't know something like that for sure."
   Rodrick gently took her face between his thumb and forefinger, making sure that her damp eyes met his hard ones.
   "You're right. I don't know for sure, Gwen." He replied firmly. "But I'm at least 95 percent sure that Wendy will be found. I don't know when, but she will be. One way or another."
   "Ooh, percents?" Gwen gave a dry laugh that scratched irritably at her throat. "Someone has been studying, hm?"
   "Really? That's what you're taking out of my wistful words?" Rodrick gave a small frown, but Gwen knew he was kidding around.
   She rolled her eyes, kissing his cheek softly.
   "Thank you," She whispered, her lips lingering on his cheek. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
   Rodrick's fingers brushed against her face, turning her lips towards his.
   "Then now would be a good time to tell you the same thing, right?" Rodrick said softly.
   Gwen smiled, her heart doing a few jovial flips in her chest. She put her hands on his face, leading his lips in for a kiss. Rodrick looped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer and locking her in place. And then, when they pulled away, the words tumbled out before he could stop them.
   "I love you," Rodrick said.
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Description
Diary of a Wimpy Kid Fanfiction
Reveals
Started 4/25/12 (Jeez…)
   The not-quite-but-almost-spring air was brisk and light, thankfully not humid and arid as it had been the last few weeks. It was perfect weather for just being outside, doing absolutely nothing. Doing nothing was foreign to Gwen Miles, but she was learning to enjoy it thoroughly, especially with Rodrick Heffley at her side and with her life beginning to tilt off balance lately.
   Gwen tried to push the thoughts of her moronic sister, Wendy, from her mind as Rodrick defeated her in yet another thumb war (10-2, Rodrick winning, but it's not like he was keeping track or anything). Rodrick smiled, keeping their hands entwined while stroking her knuckles gently with his victorious thumb. But the more she thought about chasing the thoughts away, the more she thought about it.
   "Gotcha again," Rodrick murmured with a voice much softer than his last outburst as he finally took in her broken, distracted expression.
   Her sky blue eyes were glazed over, indeed. Rodrick leaned forward, pressing his lips tenderly to the corner of her mouth. Gwen blinked, his seemingly-perpetually shaggy, dark brown hair brushing her cheeks as he pulled away. She shook her head, trying in vain to choke down the oncoming tears that escaped from her eyes anyway.
   "Gwen?" her boyfriend of over a year inquired with worry, sweeping the tears from her cheeks. "Are you that upset about losing? I'm sorry, I'll let you try again-"
   "Wendy." Gwen sputtered, pulling her hands away to cover her face. "I'm, I'm fine. It's just-"
   "We don't have to talk about it, Gwen." Rodrick assured, although he wished he knew a little bit more about the situation with her sister.
   "But it's all I can think about, Rodrick." She wailed, dropping her hands into her lap as the tears raced down her face. "I knew she was stupid, but not this stupid…"
   Rodrick reached out to her, pulling her onto his lap as Gwen completely lost it. She wrapped her spindly arms around his neck, pressing her face into his neck. Rodrick roved his knuckles on the small of Gwen's back, whispering words of soothing to his girlfriend. Gwen paused in her water works, slightly surprised at this once-bad-boy's calming words. It still blew her mind at how drastic Rodrick had changed over the past year. Before, he never would've held her like this, or anyone else, for that matter. He wouldn't coo words of comfort in anyone's ear in their time of despair.
   But she didn't question it much as the soft tone of his voice made her shiver. Rodrick wavered, his voice trailing off at the feeling of Gwen's lips against his damp neck. She whispered something against his throat, but Rodrick didn't catch what she said as his heart sped up at an incredible rate. Before Gwen lost herself in Rodrick's rather impressive neck and jaw, she pulled away slightly to gaze into his honey-hazel eyes.
   "I…" Gwen snapped her mouth shut, swallowing her words and biting her tongue so hard that she almost drew blood.
   She almost said it. She almost said that word. Gwen's lungs collapsed, leaving her gasping for air as she thought, "And I would've meant it." Rodrick titled his head, gesturing for her to speak her mind, but Gwen only shook her head. She brought her forehead gently to his, kissing his nose and meeting his eyes through the disheveled forest of dark hair. Finding her voice again, Gwen opened her mouth.
   "She ran away, Rodrick." Gwen started with a tear-choked voice, running her fingers through the hairs near the nape of his neck. "She ran off with that stupid boyfriend of hers." Rodrick nodded slightly; He knew that much, yes. "But she didn't walk away empty handed, no. She took all of my money, most of my mother's jewelry, and my father's collection of sterling spoons. And don't go giggling about spoon collecting because my father takes it very seriously.
   "But, how could she do that? She hurt us bad, Rodrick." Her throat suddenly constricted closed, losing the strong tone of voice she was gathering with each word. But now, she could barely muster a whisper. "Wendy hurt us real bad…"
   With a somewhat pitiful frown and a surprised expression all rolled into one, Rodrick brushed a strand of Gwen's chocolate brown hair behind her ear.
   "Gwen…"
   "I know." She took over, putting one hand in her lap while keeping the other tangled in his hair. "What could you possibly say?" Before Rodrick could even open his mouth, Gwen continued on a bit distractedly. "I hate not knowing where she is. That's what I hate the most. Is she safe? Is she hurt? Is she…?"
   "Don't think like that." Her boyfriend assured, moving his hands from her back to her hand. "She'll show up, I prom-"
   "Don't promise me that, please." said Gwen so soft that Rodrick barely caught it. "You can't know something like that for sure."
   Rodrick gently took her face between his thumb and forefinger, making sure that her damp eyes met his hard ones.
   "You're right. I don't know for sure, Gwen." He replied firmly. "But I'm at least 95 percent sure that Wendy will be found. I don't know when, but she will be. One way or another."
   "Ooh, percents?" Gwen gave a dry laugh that scratched irritably at her throat. "Someone has been studying, hm?"
   "Really? That's what you're taking out of my wistful words?" Rodrick gave a small frown, but Gwen knew he was kidding around.
   She rolled her eyes, kissing his cheek softly.
   "Thank you," She whispered, her lips lingering on his cheek. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
   Rodrick's fingers brushed against her face, turning her lips towards his.
   "Then now would be a good time to tell you the same thing, right?" Rodrick said softly.
   Gwen smiled, her heart doing a few jovial flips in her chest. She put her hands on his face, leading his lips in for a kiss. Rodrick looped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer and locking her in place. And then, when they pulled away, the words tumbled out before he could stop them.
   "I love you," Rodrick said.
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