Roles Reversed

8

*Shay POV*

We were now out of our sleeping bags and on top of our pillows and blankets.

Her eyes were shining brighter than any star possibly could. I didn't realize I was staring at her until she swiped at her cheeks.

"Do I have something on my face?" She asked me.

I shook my head. "No, just enjoying my view."

She gave me a look and swatted my arm.

"Stop that," she said unconvincingly.

"Stop what chickadee?" I replied, being the picture of innocence.

"Stop flirting with me, Shay. You're adorable and I don't do the dating thing so you're making this hard on me here," she said. Her eyes bulged and her hand slapped over her mouth when she realized she let out the "adorable" part.

"You think I'm adorable?" I said cheekily.

"No," she rushed, "I mean, you're handsome and all but no not really."

"Liar. But that's alright, denial is fine with me. Why don't you do the whole 'dating thing?'" While I waited on her answer, I had a total Rudolph moment.

You know what I'm talking about, it's the part where he can't fly, and he's freaking out because his nose is glowing? Well right after that the girl reindeer says he's cute and he starts to fly.

Well right now, I'm soaring.

I'm such a girl sometimes, it frightens me.

"Is that one of your 10 questions?" She asked, mimicking my words from earlier.

"It is actually, yes."

She rolled her pretty blue eyes. "I don't do the dating thing because typically, the dad has to approve of him or whatever, and since my dad isn't around anymore it feels wrong to date anyone without his consent. It's dumb, I know," she mumbled the last part.

"That's not dumb at all, Sash. I totally understand," I said softly. I kissed her forehead lightly.

"You aren't making this any easier on me I hope you know," she grumbled. "My turn. Why me?"

"What do you mean?" I asked skeptically.

"Why did you pick me of all people to treat like this? Why did you kiss me? I love hanging out with you but I don't get it," she replied.

"There's nothing to get chickadee. I enjoy your company, you're funny, smart as hell, and you cute. And for the record, I kissed you because I wanted to," I said.

Her eyebrows scrunched up while her contemplated my answer.

"Oh," was all I got.

*Sasha POV*

"Oh," was my brilliant answer.

He flopped back down on his "bed." I was still sitting upright when he grabbed my arm and pulled me down next to him. I laid my head on his chest and fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

The next morning I was awakened by my pillow being ripped out from underneath me. I sat up groggily. My "pillow" was rummaging around inside the food bag. My grogginess faded almost instantly when I realized what happened last night was real. It wasn't just a dream.

"Poptart?" Shay asked casually.

I was suddenly aware of the fact that I had to pee, and I really wanted to brush my teeth.

"Sure," I said, taking the package from his outstretched hand, "what all are we doing today if we aren't going to school?" I wondered out loud.

"Well I was thinking we'd drop by our houses to change clothes and shower, and then we could go to the carnival or something after that," he said.