Skye's Battle: The Sequel to Eyes of Ender

Just Playing Around, Or Were We?

I stood up out of the warm bed and walked to the mirror. I was gonna do it tonight. I'll burn the place down. It'll be perfect, watching everything and everyone burn. This will be perfect. I walked over to the door and grabbed the door nob. I poked my head out of the door way, turning my head left and right. Steve suddenly pooped up out of no where will a slick smile.
"I told you I'd be watchin' you." He plotted.
"What the Nether Steve?! We're you watching me sleep or something?" I seethed annoyed at his appearance. I leaned against the door frame carelessly, glancing at Steve every 3 seconds. He leaned against the door frame as well, but fell on the ground with a thud. I laughed manically, (I guess that's a real word? lol) my headphones falling off of my head. Steve looked up at me with a playful grin and stood up, handing me my headphones. I walked back into the room placing my headphones on the dresser. Steve slowly walked into the room, hoping not to be noticed by me. I faced the dresser, looking at my reflection in the mirror. Steve playfully jumped at me, but I teleported right before he did. I was now standing in the hallway, purple, black and red particles floating around me. I stood in the hallway for a minute before running back into the dark room. It was still night so it was pitch black in the room. I walked past the dresser trying to find Steve but tripped over something, falling face first. Steve laughed joyfully at my clumsiness.
"Steve!?" I exploded with a scowl. Steve gazed up at me, his smile was now replaced with a disapproved face.
"How did you teleport? I feel on the floor and almost ruined my handsome face." Steve said.
"I don't know. But we should go back to sleep. Everyone's gonna be pissed in the morning if they didn't get enough rest." I replied standing up and brushing off some dust. Why were my particles red, black and purple? Steve stood up brushing him self also. I plopped down and on my bed carelessly, staring at the ceiling. Steve did the same, appearing by my side on the bed.
"What are you doing now you idiot?" I asked throwing my hands in the air. Something warm touched my cheek, kissing me. Steve stood up and walked to the door, turning back with a shy expression, his face as red as blood. I sat up staring at him with disbelief, my face turning red also. Did he just... Kiss me!? I had no words. Steve walked out the room, shutting the door behind him, leaving me in the darkness of the room. Steve... Just kissed me. This just got awkward, fast. I looked at the clock that hung on the wall. It was only 9:41. I rested my head back on the bed and sighed. I guess we were just playing around, or were we?