Opps!(PG-13)

There had been an open door policy at Matt's house for years. It was understood that Haydee had a free pass access to the Berlin's house and that she could come and go as she pleased without knocking.

She usually entered through the back kitchen door as if she was a member of the family. It almost felt that way, anyway, because she and Matt had been best pals since she moved to the neighborhood when she was eight.

On this particular day, Haydee walked through the kitchen door as usual. It was a warm summer afternoon and nobody was home except for Matt who she had seen pull in the driveway ten minutes earlier, home from his summer job at Fontaine's Family Grocery Store.

Haydee strolled down the hall toward Matt's bedroom like she often did when she didn't see him in the kitchen or living room. Passing the bathroom door which was open, she sensed a presence and glanced inside the room.

Haydee was horrified to see a stark naked Matt standing in the middle of the room drying himself off from his just completed shower. His face was buried in the towel and he didn't see her but she sure enough saw all of him and she stared with disbelief at the sight before her. Matt turned his back to her and she got a full view of his other side before she stepped back, red faced and humiliated as she stumbled her way into the living room and fell onto the couch.

She knew she wasn't supposed to see that and she was both frazzled and embarrassed by the impromptu intrusion. Why in the hell hadn't he closed the door!?

Haydee was still flustered five minutes later when Matt came strolling into the living room, now dressed in gym shorts and a tee shirt.

"Oh," he said when he saw Haydee seated on the couch. "How long have you been here?"

"I…I….just got here," she stammered, unable to look him in the eyes.

"What's wrong with you!?" Matt laughed as he took a seat next to her on the couch. "Are you okay?"

"What?"

"You look like you just saw a ghost or something."

"No…..nothing like that."

"Well, what then?" He grinned.

"Nothing."

Come on, Hay, you look like you're about to faint."

"I do?"

"Yeah, you're all pale and stuff."

"Oh."

"What's going on?"

"Nothing," she insisted, still not looking at him directly.

He scratched the side of his head. "Have you been drinking or something?"

"No, of course not," she groaned with annoyance. "It's 2:30 in the afternoon!"

"Well, what's wrong then?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, okay, if you insist," he said sarcastically as he jumped up from the couch. "You thirsty?"

"I guess."

She stood and followed him into the kitchen, looking at the floor mostly which caused her to bump into the kitchen table, knocking over the salt shaker. Matt glanced back at her from where he stood at the refrigerator.

"Spaz."

"Shut up."

"Everything's okay?" He asked suspiciously.

"How many times are you going to ask me?"

"Until you tell me."

She rolled her eyes as she took the bottle of water from his outstretched hand. "I don't want to tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because it's embarrassing."

"Since when haven't we told each other everything?" Matt asked as he walked down the hall toward his room.

Haydee followed. "Maybe it's starting to get awkward now," she theorized.

"Why's that?"

"Because we aren't kids anymore," she remarked.

Matt took a seat at his computer station and fired up the laptop. "When did that happen?" He joked.

Haydee fell across his bed on her stomach and looked at him. "I don't know," she admitted. "It seems like yesterday we were in the fifth grade and now we're going to be high school seniors."

"Time flies," Matt agreed as he focused on the computer screen. There was a long pause. "So. Are you going to tell me?"

"Promise you won't get mad?" She asked after a few silent beats.

He glanced at her and saw that she was chewing on her lip.

"About what?"

"About what I'm going to tell you."

"Why would I get mad?"

"I dunno," she mumbled. "You might."

"What? You got a boyfriend?"

"No," she said with a sigh. "Why?" She asked with interest. "Would you be mad about that?"

Matt shrugged. "I guess it depends on who it was. I mean, I've already lived through the loser Brewster and that other guy…..what was his name again?"

"Morris."

Matt laughed. "Oh, yes. The Cat!"

"Shut up!"

"So, it's not a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Well, what is it then?" He asked, staring at her from the computer station.

She buried her face in his pillow. "Imawuenis," she mumbled.

"What?" He asked with a frown. "Speak up and stop drooling on my pillow."

She glanced up and looked at him. "I saw you naked."

"What?!"

"I kinda saw…. it."

"It?"

"You know," she said, embarrassed and flustered again.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why didn't you shut the stupid bathroom door?"

"Huh?"

And then he figured it out. "Oh," he said sheepishly. "Opps."

"Yeah, opps!" Haydee groaned.

"Sorry about that."

"Yeah, me too."

"The bathroom fan is busted," he explained. "My mom said to keep the door open to keep the mold down when showering. I forgot you might come around."

"Thanks a lot," she grumbled.

"Geez, Haydee, you act as if it it's the first time you saw one."

She dropped her face in his pillow again.

"Oh," she heard him say. "It is the first time you saw one."

"Just shut up about it," she moaned.

"Relax, it's not that big of a deal," he let her know.

She glanced up at him. "You're not mad?"

"We're friends, Hay," Matt reminded her.

"Yeah, well friends aren't supposed to see…that," Haydee said.

"What do you mean?"

"That's for…you know….."

"Sex?"

"Intimacy," she said, blushing.

Matt laughed. "Geez, Hay, I never realized you were such a modest prude before."

"I'm not!" She protested.

"Then why are you getting so bent out of shape about this?"

"I'm not," she said again. "But…..aren't you…..embarrassed?"

"Because you saw my dick?"

"And…..rear," she admitted.

He laughed again. "Wow, I didn't know I was putting on a show." He gave her a long look. "How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough."

"It would appear so."

"Shut up!" She complained. "It wasn't like that."

"What was it like?"

"I just…I just….never…I was…..surprised," she stuttered. "I didn't know what I was supposed to do."

"So you kept looking."

"Yes," she confessed.

A smile came across his face and she blushed some more.

"So, you're a perv," Matt teased her.

"Shut up," she told him.

"Okay," he agreed, going back to his computer.

It seemed like five minutes had passed. "So," Haydee said finally. "What are we going to do about this?"

"Do about what?" Matt asked, distracted by whatever he was looking at on the screen.

"About what happened."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, doesn't this change things?"

"Change things?" He asked with confusion.

"Between us."

"Why would it change things between us?" Matt asked with a frown, glancing at her over the top of the computer screen.

"Because…I….saw something…..I wasn't supposed to see."

"What are you talking about?"

"Only….girlfriends…are supposed to see…that."

Matt burst out laughing. "Will you please be serious!?"

"I am!"

"Geez, Hay, haven't you ever played strip poker with your friends before?"

"No."

"Gone skinny dipping with the loser Brewster in his pool?"

"Of course not!"

"Shown The Cat the goods?"

"We never got that….close," she sighed.

"So, no guy has seen you naked yet?" Matt asked with surprise.

She shook her head no. Then she looked at Matt with surprise of her own. "You mean, a girl has seen you naked before?"

"Sure."

"But you really haven't been serious about a girl yet."

"Serious?" He looked at his friend like she was crazy. "What's that got to do with it?"

"You mean you've had sex with somebody you didn't love?" She asked with disappointment.

"Who said anything about sex?" Matt wanted to know. "I'm talking about getting naked."

"When did you get naked with a girl?"

Matt grinned proudly.

Haydee waited for him to say something but he wanted to embarrass her by making her ask again.

"Matt?" She finally asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"I skinny dipped with Chelsea Roberts," he revealed.

"You did!?"

He laughed and nodded his head affirmatively.

"Wow!" She said with amazement. "When did that happen?"

"Last summer," he shrugged. "After work. We went to her house. Nobody was home. It was hot. She got naked and dove into the pool. Who was I to argue?"

"Wait. Hasn't she been dating Billy Wallace for like…..three years?"

"Yeah. So?"

"And she got naked with you?"

"It was just skinny dipping, Hay. Nothing sexual."

"I think getting naked with any boy is sexual," she said.

Matt laughed. "It's only sexual when body fluids are exchanged," he reasoned.

"You're only supposed to show your body to someone you really care about," Haydee argued.

"Oh, come on, friends see each other naked all the time."

"Same sex friends!" Haydee said.

"Not necessarily," Matt replied.

"Why? Who else have you seen naked?"

"Teddy Franklin's sister used to walk through the house naked all the time."

"Really?"

"You've really lived a sheltered life, haven't you?" Matt grinned as he finally left the computer station and joined her on the bed.

"I didn't know any of this," Haydee admitted. "I really thought you'd be upset when I told you I saw you….bare."

"Bare!?" He laughed. "Hay, we're not six anymore."

"It's still a…private thing," Haydee remarked. "I thought you'd want to defend your honor or something."

"I don't mind you seeing me," he let her know.

"You don't?"

"Well, I care about you, right?"

"Yeah, but we're friends," she said. "I thought you'd want to save yourself for someone special."

"You're special," he smiled, rolling her over from her stomach onto her back and leaning over her with a smirk on his face.

Haydee was suddenly incredibly aware of their position and that made her blush all over again.

"You'd better get off me," she warned.

"Why?"

"Because you weigh a ton!"

"Any other reason?"

"Shut up."

"Aw, you know you love me!"

"Not like….that."

"Like what?" He asked innocently.

She didn't say anything as she looked up into his eyes and she saw him swallow nervously.

"What?" She whispered.

"Well, maybe it is sort of like…that," he said quietly.

"Like what?"

"Nothing," he sighed.

"Tell me," she pleaded.

"It's just that…..well…you are special and I do care about you."

"Oh?"

"Do you still want me to get off of you?"

"I'm not sure," she said quietly.

"So, you really liked it, didn't you?"

"Liked what?"

"Seeing….me."

She blushed and looked away.

"I know you did," he said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"I hate it when you do that."

"Do what?"

"Think you have me all figured out."

"Well?"

"It was gross and I don't think I'll be able to look at you the same way again," she admitted.

"Because you saw me naked?"

"I don't want to hurt your feelings."

"Too late," he sighed. "You said I was gross."

He fell off of her and onto his back next to her on the bed.

"I didn't say you were gross," she clarified. "I said it was gross."

"Do you think you might be gay?" Matt asked her with worry after a long pause.

"What!?"

"No, really," he said, rolling onto his side and propping his head up on his elbow. "Why else would you not be turned on by it?"

"I…..I…I…"

"Most girls like what you saw."

She turned red faced and looked away. "Oh, Matt."

"What?"

"What do you want me to say," She sighed, looking back at him, her long blonde hair strewn across her lovely face. "Do you want me to tell you that I've secretly been in love you all this time?"

"Have you?" He asked.

"How could I possibly admit to that?"

"I don't know."

"Do you want to risk ruining our friendship?"

"Who said we'd wreck it?"

"Come on, Matt," Haydee sighed. "You know what happens."

"What?" He asked.

"Once we cross that boundary there's no going back," she warned.

Haydee looked at him and she was met with an unreadable expression on his face.

"What?" She asked.

"Maybe I wouldn't want to go back," he said.

Suddenly, his lips were on hers, not for long but long enough to get her mind racing and her stomach tossing and her heart thumping in her chest.

"Opps," he said, falling back on the mattress again.

"What was that for?"

"I just wanted too," he shrugged.

"For how long?"

"A long time," he admitted.

"You've wanted to kiss me for a long time?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Come on, Hay," he sighed, sitting up on the side of the bed and burying his head in his hands.

"What?"

"You know."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do."

"Well, okay, maybe I do," she admitted. "Now what?"

"I don't know."

She got up on her knees and rested her head against the back of his shoulders.

"I'm glad," she revealed.

"You are?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"That's good," he said with relief.

"Yes," she agreed with a smile. "That's good."

They stayed like that for a long moment.

"For a while now I've felt something different," Matt confessed. "I can't describe it. You just look different. Act different. Seem different."

"Well, we are getting older," she reasoned. "Things are bound to change."

"I don't want them to change for the worse," Matt said.

"What are we supposed to do now?"

"I don't know," he admitted.

"Do you like me?"

"You know I do."

"Yes, I do," she said, finally falling back on the bed.

He turned and looked at her. "Do you like me?"

"You know I do."

"Even after you….. saw me?"

"Because I saw you," she admitted sheepishly.

"Oh."

"It's okay, right?" Haydee asked with concern.

"Yes, of course."

"Because I've liked you for ages."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"So, seeing me wasn't so gross?"

"Shut up."

"Because you can see it again if you want!"

Haydee laughed. "Okay."

"What?" Matt was caught off guard by her response.

"I'll see it again," she decided. "Maybe it won't be so gross this time."

"But I get to see you too," Matt requested.

She blushed all over again. "Now I really do feel like we're six."

"What do you mean?" Matt wondered.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours!"

"Well, maybe a little," he admitted with a foolish grin.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Haydee wondered.

"It's easy," Matt answered, springing off the bed. "You've already seen me."

"Yeah, but you haven't seen me," she protested.

"Nobody's seen you," he chuckled.

"Shut up!"

Matt peeled off his tee shirt and tossed it aside before he quickly stepped out of his gym shorts and underpants. Just like that he was naked again and this time Haydee stared at him for a long moment making sure she took it all in with her eyes.

"It's not really that gross, is it?" Matt asked with concern.

"No," she said quietly. "It's not really that gross at all."

"I'm glad," he said with honest relief. "I don't want you to be grossed out by it."

"I know."

She climbed off the bed and looked at him for a long moment.

"You don't have to if you're not ready," Matt told her gently.

"When will I ever be ready?" Haydee replied as she slowly raised her hand up and pushed the straps of her summer dress down her shoulders.

She saw him swallow with nervous anticipation as the top of her dress dropped off her breasts. He was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing a bra (the dress had extra padding) and his eyes went wide when her ample naked breasts were revealed.

Haydee let the dress fall to the floor and she smiled shyly as she stood with her hands by her sides showing him herself.

"You're beautiful, Hay," Matt assured her.

She smiled and then put her hands on the sides of her panties and pulled them down, stepping out of them before turning her back to him and lying down on the bed on her stomach.

A moment later, she felt Matt gently lying on top of her, kissing her neck.

"Now we're even," he teased, whispering in her ear.

She giggled and lifted her hand up to his cheek. "Yes, we are," she agreed.

"Now what?" Matt wondered after a few moments.

"Can we just stay like this for a while?" She asked.

"Yes," he agreed before burying his face into the scruff of her neck and smelling her hair. "For as long as you want."