This is a new story I came up with yesterday, so I'm just letting it all flow in here. Please do enjoy, and leave your critiques!
I do apologize, though, if the way it's been written doesn't seem too in-depth or anything like that. If it's any consolation, I'm hardly 14?
Rated PG-13 in future for semi-mature situations.
His hands tangled themselves in her strawberry-blonde hair, while hers entwined themselves around the back of his neck. Smiles played on both their lips, occasionally crushing together. Their bodies connected; warmth and heartbeats shared.
They lay in the field of wheat outside her small Oklahoma home, laughing and smiling and gazing into each other's eyes, enjoying their little piece of what seemed to be forever.
"Will you always be with me? Forever?" she inquired, her fingers sliding over the smooth golden surface of his ring that fit perfectly on his finger.
"Forever." he whispered, his lips burying themselves into her hair, "I promise."
Her blue eyes traveled up to look at his green ones, fixated. She smiled, briefly pressing her lips against his once more. "Good."
Her ankle tangled with his own, fighting for domination. Her laugh escaped into the sky, and he held her closer, smiling into her hair. "We look so ridiculous right now." he declared sitting up amongst the wheat.
She laughed again, sitting up with him and leaning on his shoulder, "we do."
"Maria! Come inside! We need to prepare dinner!" her mother called from the house across the field, "your father will be arriving home soon!"
With a look of defeat, she kissed his cheek once more, exchanged their goodbyes and ran back to the house, her bare feet pounding against the dirt beneath them. He simply stood, nodded at the beautiful girl who was sprinting back to her traditional farm house, and walked down the road into the sunset under the orange-painted sun.
"Maria, I noticed you were with Bryce again." Mrs. Sparrow pressed, peering over at her daughter who was only calmly slicing a carrot.
"Yes, Ma, I was." the girl answered stiffly, the knife coming down on the carrot more violently, "and I don't need you to remind me how you feel about him."
"I'm only concerned-"
"Because he's older? Ma, I'm 18. He's only a year older and knows how to treat me well. You obviously oblivious to that and-"
"Maria, I'm worried for you. Being your mother, I have the right to be. This boy is frightfully nice around Joseph and I, and spends almost every hour of the day with you. You need to think about your priorities." Jean insisted, pausing her cooking to face her daughter whilst planting her hands on her hips.
"What about my priorities, Ma? Bryce has done nothing wrong and you know it. I'm not sure what your problem is with him, but I love him. You don't see me interrogating you about your marriage with Joseph, do you?" the eldest Sparrow daughter fought back boldly, looking up from her carrot which had become a lacerated one in a matter of one minute.
"Maria, not another word. To your room right now. I'll ask Halle to finish the cooking. You will spend the night without dinner, is that clear?"
Jeanette Sparrow was expecting a proper answer from her moody adolescent daughter, though her back was turned.
Only...
There was no answer.
She had already run upstairs, and slammed the door shut.
"Yes, she did," Serafina Sparrow sighed into the phone, "no, I forgot to hide food under the floorboards again."
"Do you want me to bring you something, Sera?"
"What are you having tonight?" she asked him, feeling a smile of relief creep up on her lips.
"Steak, peas and mashed potatoes. The potatoes are fresh from mom's garden. I know it's your favorite." he said with a chuckle.
"Perfect. Use the window."
They hung up.
Approximately 15 minutes later, a tap was heard on Serafina's window. She peered over from her book and saw her beloved Bryce, grinning and holding up a bowl with plastic wrap placed tightly over the steaming food.
She wasn't at all hesitant to open her window and let her boyfriend in, giving him a hug and a kiss thank-you.
They sat on the rosewood floor of Sera's bedroom, sharing the meal.
"You really are the most amazing girl I've ever met." Bryce murmured as they finished the last of the food, brushing a strand of Sera's hair behind her ear. She smiled, reaching up to entwine her fingers with his own on her cheek, "Thank you, Bryce. You're-"
"Maria! Is there someone else there?" Mrs. Sparrow yelled from the other end of Serafina's bedroom door.
"No, Ma!" Sera lied, biting her lip as Bryce whisked himself out of the room using the same window as before.
Bursting in, Jeanette only saw her daughter sitting cross-legged on the floor, a look of innocence painted on her face.
"Sera, there's still dinner downstairs if you want some-"
"I don't."
"Well I was just trying to treat you less like a child. Obviously that doesn't work with young women like you."
"Obviously not." Sera shot back, her eyes narrowing.
The tension continued to rise in the room as the two women stared at one another, motionless. They were either trying to find something to say, or wanted to see who was going to give in first.
Without another word, her mother simply walked out of the room and slammed the door shut behind her.
Bryce reappeared at the window moments later, his normally pleasant expression suddenly converted to a more serious one.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Serafina thrust her weak body into the arms of her boyfriend, sobbing into his chest with her arms bent in an upwards angle and fists clenched until her knuckles turned white.
"Calm down, Sera, it's okay. Shh, yes. That's right. Calm..." Bryce whispered, stroking her hair gingerly.
"Never. Leave. Please." she choked and begged, stumbling over her own words with no help from her tears of shame that had only clogged her throat, preventing her from speaking clearly.
"Forever, remember?" Bryce murmured, lifting the girl's hand to show the gold ring with the engraving 'FOREVER' as well as his own. She nodded, biting her lip to hold back anymore tears.
"Forever." she agreed with a crooked smile.
"That's right, Sera, that's right. Forever."
End of chapter 1.
*NOTE: If you're wondering why Bryce refers to her as Serafina/Sera and only her mother calls her 'Maria', it's simply a family thing I plan to clear up to you all in a later chapter. Keep in mind that the main character's name is actually Serafina, Sera for short. Maria is her middle name.
Thanks for reading!
Please avoid really harsh critique?
Peace. (:
Please, do continue with this. I should like to see their personalities deepened more, as, in my mind, they could be anyone. Perhaps describe their surroundings more. Does she have anything quirky or unusual in the room? Something which shows her personality or tastes. What attracts her to him? Him to her? I couldn't help but notice: 
Perhaps explain what had first attracted them to each other? Like, she could be staring at him and thinking about something to do with his appearance/personality. Something quirky, interesting, rather than Mr Average and Miss Average in love with each other.
