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Our arms swung back and forth, our fingers were locked and we were basically skipping to Maggie's. Maggie's is only the best ice cream shop in the central belt of Fahlkirk. It's a pretty big town.

I looked at my feet and smiled. Sasha always made me happy. Without her noticing what I was doing I kissed her cheek. She turned to me and smiled. "What was that for?" She asked giggling. "Just because you weren't expecting it!" I giggled back.

We neared Maggie's and entered the front door. The bell behind the door ringing and Maggie herself at the counter. "Hello youngsters! I haven't seen you two in a while, how have you been?" She called out. "We've been good Maggie!"we both chimed. "How have you been darlin'?" Sasha asked putting on her best American accent. "Business as usual " Maggie smiled, "so what will it be today?"

Sasha smiled and have her a challenging look "surprise me." she stated. All three of us started laughing. "Can I please have vanilla?" I asked giving her a cheesy grin.

After a few more words had been exchanged and the ice cream payed for we finally sat down at a booth with a tub of vanilla ice cream and a tub of salted Carmel ice cream. Before we could start eating we heard Maggie yell "no kissing in the booths!" We both broke out into laughter.

After we started eating I couldn't help but stare at Sasha. Why would a girl like her fall for a guy like me? A smile grew on my face as I continued to stare.

I was finally broken from my trace when I heard her say "I can do that too," and playfully glare at me. Again I stared giggling.

"Sowwy, I could help it!" I said trying to pull an innocent face. She just playfully slapped my arm. "Don't make that face at me young man!" She playfully scolded. She just ended up making me smile.

Hick

I gave a scream of aw as Sasha continued hiccuping. "Shut up before I-" she was interrupted by another hiccup before she continued, "kill you!"

I pouted, "but you sound like a kitten!" I whisper yelled. A blush spread over her cheeks. "Sh-shut up..." She mumbled and hid her face with her hair. I swept it behind her ear a said "Darling, please don't hide your beautiful face." I smiled at her and looked her in the eyes.

She has the most beautiful eyes. They're such a pretty shade of hazel. I gazed into them, finding myself getting lost. She's so beautiful. Her skin is so clean, no scars no piercings, no tattoos. The complete opposite to me.

That was going to change soon though. On her eighteenth birthday we are going to go get tattoos together. I'm getting my first neck tattoo whereas she's getting her first tattoo. She's getting a music note heart and I'm going to get a heart beat.

Fingers snapped maybe about five centimetres away from my face, snapping me out of my trance. "Sorry..." I mumbled and gave her my best apologetic face.

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