The Strawberry Girl & The Stupid Boy

Chapter 9

"Get up, you butt!" I shook Ethan violently but he stayed still as a rock, in deep sleep. 

I slumped hopelessly. 

"I'll get up, in one condition." He suddenly muttered, his eyes still closed. 

"And what's that? I'm ready to do anything." 

"Anything?" I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Anything!" 

"Kiss me."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, kiss me."

I had no choice. What could I do? We needed to get moving. 

Well he didn't say where to kiss him...

I quickly pecked him on the cheek and immediately blushed profusely. There was this weird feeling inside of me, and...I wanted to kiss him again...this time somewhere else. 

What the heck is wrong with me?

"Aw, that doesn't count!" 

I was tempted, really tempted. This is really freaky. 

"No way!" I shuddered, except it didn't feel natural. "Don't make me ever do that again! You- you- weirdo!"

He sighed heavily and sat up. Then he eyed me curiously. 

Man, you have beautiful eyes. 

"You know I did that for fun, right? Because I don't like you or anything..." He grinned cockily. "Don't have any false hope."

For some reason those words hurt me like hell. 

"You really think I would have false hope?" I punched him playfully. 

"Come on, let's try to find our way home." 

Ethan raised his arm to me. "Help me up?" 

I nonchalantly grabbed his hand and pulled him to a standing position. 

I felt tingles where he touched me. 

"You're welcome." I smirked. 

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Who said I felt grateful toward you?' 

I squinted. "I did, Jerk!" 

He smiled at me as if I was a random cute puppy on the sidewalk, and stuck his tongue out at me. 

"Whatever, Christina." 

"I hate my name." 

"And I've decided to make you a new nickname! I shall name you Teeny Tina, and you shall by my Tina."

My Tina?

"My Tina...to kill." 

Nevermind. 

"I'm not even Teeny."

"So? You're still teeny to me."

"Whatever, Jerk." 

He frowned at me. "I wish you would stop calling me that."

"Hum, why?"

"Because, I wouldn't want you to think of me as a jerk, it hurts my feelings." He mocked hurt and covered his face. 

"Fine, I'll call you..."

He watched me with anticipation, a grin on his face.

You're too hot for your own good. 

"Bubble Boy."

His grin dissapeared. "What the heck? I hate it! It's terrible!"

"Which is the reason I'm using it..." 

"Whatever Teeny Tina." 

"Whatever Bub-" 

"CHRISTINA! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING HERE?" 

I was interrupted rudely...by my mom?

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