Mr. Spider-slayer

So Brandon's family came to my house right behind us, picked up their uncle's dog Pete who by the way is a professional escape artist. He stayed in his dad's truck with his mom Meranda , brother Joe, and little sister Madison. Life for me was about to change and little did I know it all revolved around that Sunday.

Three weeks later we got to go up to their uncle Marty's house and hang out for the day. Marty Horton and my father Kyler Simmons were already really close friends soy father new the way up to his place. When we arrived up at Horton's Landing I got out of the truck as fast as possible. Pete greeted me with a pounce and then dozens of slobbery dog kisses.

I got up and hugged the dog around the neck because he was as tall as me. Brandon rushed out the door and greeted my family and then welcomed me with a hug. Brandon and I had become best friends in a matter of hours that Sunday. Qwen had become his frienemy by choice because she thought I replaced he with him.

"Hey!!" I chirpped into his ear with my very giggly nine year old voice. "Howdy Alex!" his voice chimmed in my ears and sounded like perfection. we broke our awkward embrace. "Hey, do you guys wanna play hide'n seek with teams?" he asked me and my brothers as we eagerly agreed. "Perfect! Alex and I are a team, the rest of you decide for yourselves." he said as he grabbed me by the hand and drug me to his favorite hiding place.

"Brandon. I'm afraid of spiders so I apologize if I give us away by screaming." I sad kinda embarrassed and sad. "Don't scream, If you see a spider just pull on my sleeve and point to it. I'll kill it for you." he reassured me. He gave me a lopsided smile and I smiled back causing his to get wider and show his adorable dimple. He squeezed my hand before letting go and helping me into the old section of a cut off cement cylinder.