Cute Love Stories

Pocky (R)

"Dinner!" Mom called out to me. "Coming!" I yelled back. I quickly disposed my empty Pocky box and ran down. On the table was Mac and cheese with some cheesecake for dessert. "Where's my Pocky?" I asked. "No Pocky for you anymore young lady!" Mom said sternly.

I pouted. "Why not?" I asked. "Cause you've been eating too much of it, lately!" My mom said. I whined until my baby brother kicked me. Ouch.

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"Can I have one?" I was eating Pocky at a park, reading a book, when suddenly a deep voice was heard. I looked up and saw Max. He's pretty cute but meh, not my type. "Sure." He took one Pocky and stuck it in his mouth. "Hey, I have this cool Pocky Game. You wanna try it?" He asked, his eyes sparkling.

"Um... Sure." I shrugged. It's just a game.

"Okay. So you bite that side and we try to compete who can eat the largest amount of Pocky."

I bit it as instructed. Then we both compete to the middle. I was nearing the middle when I suddenly realized where this is coming to. A girl interrupted us. I bit it off in surprise and quickly looked away. I glanced at him. He was chatting with the girl, looking unaffected.

Now I can't eat Pocky without thinking about that 'almost-kiss'.