Arabella

four

"You're such a child" Gilinsky points out as Arabella bounded down the sidewalk jumping in every puddle possible.

"Eh, life is funner this way" Arabella replies, jumping in a puddle next to Gilinsky, getting his pants wet.

"Funner isn't a word you heathen" Gilinsky points out, looking down at his pants realizing it looks like he pissed himself.

"It is now" Jack says smiling fondly at Arabella.

Gilinsky was quite confused considering Jack is one of those annoying grammar Nazi.

Jack was confused himself but that didn't matter. He was finally spending time with the love of his life.

If only she looked at him with the same fondness he did.

"See G, you fuckface" Arabella teases looking back at the Jacks.

"I hate you both" Gilinsky sighs walking ahead of the two as they laugh at him.

"You wish you were as cool as us" Arabella yells at Gilinsky, jumping into another puddle.

The rest of the walk consisted of insults, wet pants, and failed puns.

"I'd you could be flower, what would you're flower name be? Arabella randomly asks.

Gilinsky was somewhat used to Arabella's odd questions, Jack was a bit confused but thought it was cute.

Jack could find anything she did cute.

"Um... G the G-pot" Gilinsky says laughing.

"What the fuck?" Arabella asks laughing along despite her confusion.

"Get it, G-pot instead of spot since I-I'm a plant" Gilinsky explains still laughing.

Jack chukles at their absurd sense of humor.

"What about you Jacky? Arabella asks, calming down. 

Normally Jack hates that nickname but coming from her hr loved it.

"I'm not too sure" Jack responds, wiping the water droplets off of his glasses.

"How about Petunia?" Gilinsky suggests.

"That's a type of flower you dingleberry" Arabella points out as Jack laughs at her insult.

"Well you know what, it's cute just like him so there" Gilinsky defends.

Never give up Petunia Gilinsky thought, looking dramatically into the distance.

"True" Arabella agrees. Jack was unbelievably cute to her and she couldn't pin point why.

"You're cuter" Jack blurts out blushing.

"Oh thanks Jacky" Arabella replies, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

Gilinsky looks at Jack at awe. It might have been small, but it was progress.

Jack was instantly taken over in embarrassment. He stared into the soul of the tree up ahead to try to forget the blush on Arabella's face.

There's no way I made her blush. Oh that beautiful blush...

Jack got lost in his thoughts that he failed to realize the tree was suddenly a lot closer.

He rammed his head on a tree branch, hunching over in pain.

Soon came the embarrassment, worse then ever before.

He didn't care that Arabella immediately ran over to see if he was ok. Although she was giggling a bit, she still cared. It wasn't enough.

He did what he knows best, he ran.

Luckily the tree was just a few houses down from his own. Soon enough Jack was sprawled on the floor of his bedroom with a splitting headache.

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Happy Turkey day kids! Pie. Just pie.

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