"No, Jon!" I laughed,"You're doing it all wrong." I tell him as we bake some cookies.
"Is there ever a right way to bake?" he asked, wiping some powder off his hands onto his already powdered shirt.
"Yes! Except if you're planning on burning down the place." I tell him, And he chuckles.
We spent an hour just making the dough for a batch of cookies! An hour!
"Now, we must actually make the cookies." I smiled, and stuck my tongue out at him.
"Okay! Funnest part, right?" He asked.
"Sure." I shrug, and get some dough, curling it into a ball and setting it on the pan. Jon follows.
"And last," I announce,"We bake them!" I tell him, and put them in the oven, setting the right time.
"Great!" Jon says, pulling me closer,"Now, can I kiss you?" he pleaded, becuase I didn't let him kiss me earlier.
I nod, and he presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he pulls me even closer.
"Get a room." Chelsea comes in.
"Technically, we are in a room." Jon smirks, pulling away.
"The kitchen doesn't count, dimwit." Chelsea grabs a cup.
"Your face doesn't count, retard." Jon shoots back.
"Your mom doesn't count," she stopped trying to find a good comeback,"Poopy-Face!" she says, pouring herself a cup of fanta.
"I'll tell your mom." Jon threatened.
"No! Not my mother!" Chelsea smirked, leaving the room.
"Wow, you guys get along so well." I laugh slightly, and hug Jon.
"I know, we're like Besties, am I right?" He asks.
"Totally!" I smiled, but then his phone rang. He let go of me, and went to his phone.
He sighed, answer it,"Hello?". He paused, the other person speaking, "Well I'm busy tonight, sorry, Rylie." Jon pretends to sound sincere, "Yes, of course. Uh huh. Right, goodbye."
"What'd she want?" I complain.
"She wanted to go out tonight." Jon puts his phone into his pocket.
"But, your my boyfriend!" I whined, stomping my foot.
"And that's why I turned her down. I'm staying here with you to just relax and watch movies." He smiles.
"How about we pick out some movies?" I ask.
"Okay!" Jon agrees, and we go to the cabinet where I keep my movies.
I brought out High School Musical 1, 2, and 3.
He sighs,"Fine."
"Yay!" I kiss his cheek, and put in the first one, as he walks to the couch.
I press play, and go to Jon. I sit next to him, and he pulls me close.
"So, whatcha wanna talk about during commercials?" he asked, looking at the preview.
"Um," I thought about it,"Do you remember when we first met?" I asked, giggling.
"That was in, what, seventh grade?" He asked, chuckling.
"Yes! You were that geeky new kid." I laughed, remembering little Jon.
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It was lunch, and I was with my group of friends at our regular table, when a geeky kid comes to us,"Can I sit with you guys?" he had asked.
"Sure!" my friend Sammy answered, allowing the kid to sit next to me.
He quietly ate his food, as we continued talking. He finally spoke up as we were about to leave,"Im Jon."
And I had looked to the kid, smiled, and told him,"I'm Mia.".
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"Do you remember our first 'I love you'?" Jon asks, holding my hand.
"Yes, weren't we at a Chelsea's house?" I question, unsure.
"Yeah, her birthday party." Jon approved.
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"I'll go get you a juice." Younger Jon yells over the blasting music.
"Okay." I smiled to him, and he leaves.
"Here you are." he hands me a glass, and we both take a sip.
The song ends, and it becomes somewhat quieter, besides the constant chatter of the half drunk teens.
He puts his cup to his mouth,"I wuv you." he brought it down, and cleared his throat,"Wow this is great juice!" he laughs, awkwardly.
"What'd you say to your juice?" I asked, eyes wide.
"I said nothing to my juice." he shrugs, an takes another sip,"ILoveYou." he looks away, and brings it down, clearing his throat one more.
"Jonathan." I scold.
"What?" he asks innocently.
I bring him to me, pressing my lips to his. He pulls away a few seconds later,"I love you, Mia Jacobs."
"I love you, too, Jon." I smiled before reconnecting our lips.
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We continued our 'do you remember' game, and totally forgot about the movie. Soon enough, the movie was over.
"Wow, that was quick." Jon chuckles.
"Yeah." I smile, and look at the ending, where they're all singing together.
"And we're all in this together." I sing to Jon.
He adds in, "Once we know that we are, we're all stars, and we see that."
We sang it together,"We're all in this together, and it shows when we stand, hand in hand,all our dreams come true."
"Shut up." I hear from Chelsea.
"Your just jealous of our amazing singing skills!" I yell back.
I hurry over and put in the second movie, excited to pick a song to sing with Jon.
Soon enough, I smiled, tuning to Jon and mimicking the Sharpay, singing to him,"It's out with the old, and in with the new. Goodbye clouds of grey, hello sky's of blue."
He smiled, and sang his part, "A dip in the pool, a trip to the spa. Endless days in my chaise, the whole world according to moi."
"Ice tea imported from England," We sing out loud, "Lifeguards imported from Spain. Towels imported from Turkey. And turkey imported from Maine."
Jon sings out,"We're gonna relax and renew!
I smiled,"You go do."
Chelsea bursts into the room,"I want fabulous, that is my simple request! All things fabulous, bigger,and better, and best."
We join,"I need something inspiring to help me get along. I need a little fabulous, Is that so wrong?"
"That is my jam." Chelsea says, pumping her fists into the air.
And we start laughing,"We really to put on a play sometime together." I admit, with them agreeing.
"I'm leaving now." Chelsea shrugs, an goes back to the room.
"Well, that was fun." I chuckle.
"It was. I love singing anything with you, even if it's High School Musical." he jokes, and gives me a small kiss before we both watch the rest of the movie.
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Eh it's not great, but what can ya do? I just put things together cause I'm blocked and thinking of some ideas so I just wrote something down for y'all to keep ya entertained til I've got anything IMPORTANT.
Tell me how ya liked the filler. I recently watched HSM and I had these songs stuck in my head and HAD to add them. so hope ya liked!
I'm gonna go roast a curtain and feed it to my chicken. BYEEEEE
~NickJonasLove
