Recap:
I looked up at the gray cloudy sky above and felt a few rain drops hit my face before it came a downpour. We were at least a half a mile away from Dangers car so we just kinda stood there like a couple of idiots.
I looked up at Danger and I busted out in a fit of laughter when I saw that his hair was going in every which a way. I knew that I had to be a funny sight too because Danger started laughing the exact moment he looked at me.
So there we stood. A couple of teenagers sitting on the shore of a lake in the middle of the down pouring rain without a care in the world.
“Hey Sharpie, have you ever danced in the rain?” Danger asked me over the pounding rain.
I shook my head no and that is when I was pulled to my feet and pulled into a dancing position. So there we danced. A couple of teenagers dancing on the shore of a lake in the middle of the down pouring rain without a care in the world.
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We danced slowly as the rain poured down around, as well as on us.
I glanced up at Danger and noticed just how close his face was to mine which caused me to feel just a bit uneasy.
I was going to pull back, but Danger tightened his grip on my waist and did something I did, but then again didn't expect.
He leaned down and kissed me.
Knowing that there was no one else around I melted in his arms and hastily kissed him back. I hope I was doing it right.
Instead of worrying so much I just blocked my mind from all worries and just kissed him.
It wasn't too long before I felt my lungs start to burn from the lack of air. As much as I hated too, I pulled away and looked up into Danger’s eyes.
I heard the faint sound of the rain pouring around us and the heaviness of our breathing as I look up into his eyes.
“W-what was that? Why did you kiss me?” I asked in a rush. It came out almost as a whisper when I said it, but Danger seemed to hear it because a smirk quickly took place on his face.
He shrugged his shoulders as his smirk grew even bigger when he saw that I was utterly confused.
“Come on lets get out of this rain before we both get sick.” And that’s all Danger said before he started to walk back to his car.
Geez can’t a girl get a simple explanation around here?
I ran and caught up with him. We both quickly got in his car and out of the rain. I had a weak immune system so I am really hoping I don't get sick.
The car ride was silent as we drove back to his house. When we arrived I went in my house and changed out of my soaked clothes. I was in the middle of pulling my hair up when there was a knock on my bedroom door. Then struts in Danger who then plops down on my bed.
“So do you normally walk into peoples houses and plop down on teenage girls beds?” I asked as I glanced at him in my mirror.
I noticed that he had also changed his clothes and looked pretty hot with his slightly wet and messy hair.
Wait, what?
I should not be thinking things like that.
But I honestly can’t deny that he is attractive. With his blonde hair and his brown eyes could easily make any girl swoon.
“Nah not always. Just beds of cute girls with brown messy curls.” He smiled cheekily at me. I smiled back and finished pulling up my hair.
When my mind processed what Danger had just said I froze. I stared my myself in the mirror, but especially at my messy brown curls that were pulled back in a messy ponytail.
Danger just called me cute.
What?
I felt my cheeks heat up and I spun around. I picked up a magazine that I had sitting near by and whacked him with it.
“Don’t mess with me.” I joked even though I was partially serious.
Danger’s smile slid off his face slowly and was replaced with a slight frown. “I wasnt kidding, Sharpie.” He told me with all seriousness.
Being called cute was foreign to me. I have never been called that before unless you count the visits from my grandmother when she comes for Christmas.
But that doesn't count to me. What I mean is being called cute by a boy.
Boys usually steer clear of me. Unless you count the boy who lived next to my grandma who was two years younger than me and picked his nose.
That is beside the point.
I just stared at my feet as an awkward silence feel upon us.
“I wasn't trying to make things awkward.”
I looked up and gave him a small smile. “Let’s go watch a movie or something.” I suggested and we headed over to the lounge room.
“What do you want to watch? We have Perks of Being a Wallflower, Captain America, The Hunger Games, Frozen-”
“Frozen definitely!” Danger shouted cutting me off.
I rolled my eyes and put in the disk. Grabbing the freshly popped popcorn as I took a seat on the couch, I made sure to put a bit of distance between Danger and I.
Not being able to contain my laughter anymore, I burst out in a fit of laughter as I watched Danger sing ‘Let It Go’ at the top of his lungs.
A brilliant idea popped into my head and I grabbed my phone and pushed recorded. I watched on the small screen as Danger finished that last verse with a bow.
When Danger looked up he noticed my phone in my hands. His eyes widened and he launched himself at me trying to grab my phone.
“Danger, say hi to the camera!” I said through my laughter.
He continued to try and grabbed my phone. This went on until another voice was heard in the room.
“Sharpie Danielle Plouse! Why are you not at school!?”
We both froze as our eyes landed on my mother who was now standing in the doorway.
“Crap.” Was all I said.
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