Short Jeremy Shada Imagines

Short Story #25

"Oh my gosh I HATE science." I grumbled closing my book and hitting my head on the floor. Jeremy laughed and poked my shoulder. "Ya dead?" He asked jokingly. "Yes. Now leave me be." I said giggling. I sat up in Indian style like a kindergartener. "We should paint." I said randomly. "Paint what?" He asked. I thought a sec. "Hmmm... come here!" I said running to my room. "Help me move this!" I said pointing towards my dresser. We pushed the large wooden dresser out of the way to reveal a smaller red handprint. "My dad let me put that there when I was five." I explained. I ran out to the garage and brought in small blue, red, and green paint cans. I put down some newspaper and I dipped my hand in the red. I placed my handprint beside my old one. "Perfect." Jeremy grinned. He dipped one hand in the green and his other in the blue and placed them side by side. I poked his nose with some of the blue paint. He wiped it onto the back of his hand and drew a green heart on my cheek. "Hey!!" I squealed laughing.  "That was cold!" He laughed and kissed me.