Gotta Love Those Hyper Emo Kids

Chapter 8- Let's go on a date!

..::Fast Forward A Month::..

            “So what are we gonna do today?” I asked Dan as we walked down the street. I was swinging our hands in between us and was kind of skipping along. Dan was smiling and laughing along with me. He was keeping our “date” a surprise and said there was no way I would ever figure it out.

“I can’t tell you,” He smirked and we crossed the street. I pulled him to me and kissed him. After a while I pulled away and looked up at him through my eyelashes.

“I’m still not telling you.” He said and I pouted and let go of his hand.

“Why must you torture me so?” I groaned and put my hands in my pockets. I may enjoy holding his hand, but I do not enjoy the cold that comes along with it. I mean we were in Minnesota for crying out loud! Why he wanted to drag me outside I didn’t really know.

“Because I love when you pout.” He laughed. I glared at him and pouted to the ground. I felt something cover my eyes and my hands flew up to feel the bandana covering them.

“What are you doing?” I asked him and I felt him laugh.

“I’m just making sure you don’t figure out where we’re going.” He chuckled. Whatever. I crossed my arms in front of me and I heard a door open and I was led inside.

“Hey how can I help you?” I heard someone ask.

“We need one of your rooms and two buckets.” Dan said. What the hell?

“Okay that will be fifty dollars and twenty cents.”

“Thanks.” He led me through another door and I felt the blindfold slide off. We were in a white room with nothing else in it.

“Um? Okay?” I asked and looked around again. Some girl came in carrying two buckets of balloons filled with…paint, all different colors of paint! I began to understand what we were doing and I smirked evily.

“A paint fight?” I asked and smiled.

“Well I figured I would get you back for pelting me with flour a month ago.” Dan said and winked at me.

“Hold a grudge much?” I asked and started inching towards the bucket. I leaned down to “tie” my shoe and grabbed a balloon from the bucket. I hid it behind my back and started walking casually towards him.

“Nah. I just thought that this might be fun to try.” He smiled and slid off his jacket, throwing it into a bin. I tried acting a casual as possible as I sauntered towards him. I put one hand on his chest and leaned up to whisper in his ear, “May the better person win.” Then I smashed the balloon against his chest and smeared it around.

Of course, after that I ran like hell back to my base.

Yes, I am a chicken.

“I’m gonna get you back!” Dan yelled and laughed. A balloon smashed against the wall right above my head and I threw one in his direction.

“You didn’t get me!” He yelled across. I grabbed some more balloons and crawled away from my base. I found Dan at his base stuffing balloons into his pockets and starting to walk over to my base. Haha sucker. I took both my balloons and threw them at his back.

Bulls Eye.