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Once we got to Blake's House, we decided to watch a movie in the den. "What movie should we watch, Lex?" Blake asked, chomping on his sandwich and looking through the DVDs. 

"I don't know. Something goofy, maybe?" I replied, plopping onto the futon. 

"Like?" He asked, swallowing his last bite of food. 'Megamind or Despicable Me would be nice,' I thought to myself as I stuffed potato chips into my mouth. "What about this one?" Blake asked. I looked up and found him holding Megamind. I smiled. "You know me very well, don't you, Blakey," I laughed. He grinned. "You know it, Queen Goof!" He replied as he threw a piece of paper at me.

"Hey! Do you know what you're getting yourself into?" I asked, throwing the paper back. He darted away. 

"Yep, and I'm ready for it," He exclaimed, grabbing the paper and throwing it at me again. Instead of it hitting me, though, it landed in his drink. "Aw, man! I wanted that!" He complained, giving me the evil eye. I smiled at him. 

"That's what you get when you mess with the famous Alexandra Davis," I said in a very "magiciany" voice.

"Is that so?" He asked, holding his hands up in tickle stance. 

"No you don't!" I yelled, dodging him and running into the door. "Ow!" I exclaimed, touching the bump that was quickly forming on my head. I heard Blake cracking up behind me. 

"The famous Alexandra, huh?" He laughed out. 

"Oh, shut up," I muttered, plopping back down on the futon. "What's with you?" He asked, sitting down beside me, concerned. I slugged him. "Ow, that hurt!" Blake said, rubbing his arm.

"That's for laughing at me," I said in a serious voice. 

"Well, it hurt pretty bad, Lex." He said, still rubbing his arm. I couldn't help, but smile. 

"You, Blake Somers, captain of the football team, got hurt by a girl?" I said, smirking. 

"Hey, you ain't no girl, you're a monster!" Blake exclaimed, tackling me. He caught me by surprise. 

"Hey, don't forget, dude, you're a big guy. You're going to crush me," I screamed, muffled by his body. He was tickling me, I then realized. "Blake Somers! First, you crush me and now you tickle me?" I said in a playful, pouting voice as I struggled to sit up. He stood back up.

"I should probably put the movie in now?" He asked, completely ignoring what I said. I nodded my head. 

"Yeah, good idea, hot shot," I said sarcastically, getting comfortable on the couch. Blake put the DVD in and plopped back onto the couch. 

"So, you think I'm hot," He whispered in my ear once he got comfortable too. 

"You wish." I said, turning to the TV screen. He smiled and pressed 'play.' 

"You know you do." He whispered in my ear as the first scene started to play. If he only knew...

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Blake

Half way through the movie, I looked over at Lex. 'She seems so happy,' I thought, completely forgetting about the movie. 'Pretty blue eyes and a smile that lights up the world for me...How do I have such a beautiful best friend,' I thought, as if seeing her for the first time. She glanced at me. Oh, those eyes... "What?" She said, staring back at me. I shook my head. 

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