A Giant, Tiny and Human Story

First Kiss

Sam POV

"You excited?" Jack asked me.

"I'm so nervous!" I said as I made sure my hair was perfect in the black headband. I put on my new red dress and slipped on my high heels.

"It'll be great," Jack told me. Nate and I were going to Boston Pizza, but Just the Two of Us on what Humans call a Date. A Date is apparently when you really like someone and want to be with Just Them, you take them to places such as a Restaurant or a Movie Theater and focus on Just Them and get to know Them better. You're also supposed to, if you're Boyfriend/Girlfriend, Kiss and Hold Hands. At least according to Jack.

The doorbell rang and I ran to the door. Jack put me on his hand and opened the door and I saw Nate standing on Matt's hand in a tuxedo with neatly brushed hair, and with his hands behind his back.

"Hi," I greeted him.

"Hi. Uh, I got something for you..." he moved his hands and revealed three of those small yellow dandelions (that are weeds but that's beside the point).

"I picked them...I-I hope you like them..."

"Thanks! I like them," I said and took them.

"Okay so," Jack got our attention.

I'm driving you guys to the restaurant and there's already arrangements for how it'll get paid and stuff," Matt spoke as Jack nodded.

"When you wanna leave ask yer server and they'll call one of us," Jack answered the question neither Nate or I asked.

"Ready to go?" Matt asked. Nate scooted over on the Giant's hand to make room for me and I got on.

"Y-yeah," I got onto Matt's hand, blushing.

Matt put us both in his pocket and safely got us to the restaurant. On the Public Transit Bus Ride there, Nate tried to hold hands with me, and I let him. My hands were sweaty but his hands were sweaty too. Mine were sweaty because I was nervous, maybe his were too. Probably not though.

Maybe that tuxedo is just hot? That tuxedo actually is hot on him. Er, I mean, temperature-wise and his body temperature is rising...I felt my cheeks get hot.

"You look nice," I complimented him.

"Thanks. You look really pretty," he replied.

"Thanks."

We were silent for the rest of the ride until we got seated at our table and got menus.

"...what do you want to get?" Nate asked me.

"...pizza," I answered and we laughed.

"What should we drink?" I asked, looking over the options.

"...a drink," I laughed at Nate's answer.

"I'm getting a Coke," he answered seriously.

"Me too," I suddenly decided. The waiter came by and asked us what we wanted to drink.

"Coke," we jinxed, laughing. He went away to get our drinks.

"You're funny," Nate told me.

"Really?" I wasn't sure.

"Yeah," he blushed. We smiled at each other, thinking of something to say.

"What do you want to order?" he changed the subject.

"Um, how big are the pizzas here?" I looked at the menu. The sizes of the Tiny pizzas were given in centimeters, and a large was only one centimeter.

"A-are we going to share one?" Nate wondered.

"Sure," I didn't even hesitate.

"Want a large then?"

"Yeah." I was smiling a lot as Nate talked. I just really liked the sound of his voice. Nate ordered for us when the waiter came back with our drinks.

"Can we have, uh, a large, Tiny pizza?" he ordered.

"Coming right up," the waiter said as he gave us our drinks.

"Now what?" I asked. Nate was silent for a minute.

"...Nate?" I asked when I realized he was staring at me.

"Sorry," he blushed.

"Sorry for what?" I asked.

"...f-for staring at you. You're so beautiful."

"Thanks..." I sneaked my hand over to his and held it in mine. Nate seemed surprised for a second, but he didn't let go until our pizza arrived and he wanted to start eating.

As we ate, I looked at his eyes and slowly found myself getting lost in them. I don't know if I even realized until I tried to take another bite of pizza but my slice was gone.

"Oops," I realized as he laughed.

"Does the air taste good?"

"Yeah, it's better than the pizza," I jokingly answered. We ate all the pizza we could, and then tried to eat the air, since it tastes better than pizza.

"Whoa," I nearly fell back in my chair.

"Are you okay?" Nate asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered honestly. Nate was silent for a minute, seeming to be nervous about something.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he paused again.

"...can I kiss you?" he whispered. My eyes were wide in shock.

"Yes!" I whispered back.

We kissed.