Stick Together

Blake

"So, what should I wear tonight?" Brook asks me as we walk out of school the next day. 

"Something casual." I tell her as we get closer to her car. 

"Where are we going?" She begs. 

"That I'm afraid, I can't tell you, kitten." I say poking her nose. 

She giggles with a frown, "But I thought that was just for a first date?" 

"Afraid not." I shake my head. 

"But did you really just call me kitten?" She asks as we reach her car. 

"I did, because you're adorable, like a kitten." 

She laughs, "You're such a dork." 

"But I'm your dork." I say leaning down and pressing my lips against hers. 

She pulls away a few seconds later, "That you are. See you tonight." 

"Seven on the dot." 

She kisses me again before getting in the drivers seat, and driving off. 

I smile to myself and get in my car, so I can get ready for tonight. 

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"You seriously haven't got your wedding boots yet?" I ask Savannah as we walk into Horsetown so she can purchase a pair of boots. 

She's a bridesmaid along with three of my cousins and still hasn't bought her wedding boots because she claims she hasn't had the time. 

"I told you I haven't had the time." Savannah shrugs as she looks through a whole shelf of boots. 

"You're fifteen, what could you possibly be doing?" I ask her. 

She hits me on the back of the head, "I have a life, asshole." 

"Did you seriously just call me a asshole?" I ask her, rubbing the back of my head. 

"Yes, I did, and you better not mention this to anyone, I know you curse too." She says picking up a pair of boots, inspecting them. 

"Well, yeah, I'm a guy, it's kind of expected out of me." 

"Not all guys curse." She tells me, putting the boot back. 

"Oh yeah, name one." 

"The cast of Duck Dynasty." She simply says. 

"Well, that doesn't count. They aren't teenagers." 

"So, they're guys." 

I know this argument will go on all night so I just sigh in defeat, "Just pick out your boots, I have a date tonight." 

"A date? Someone's actually dating you?" She says sarcastically. 

"Yes, turd." I roll my eyes at her, "And I have to go ask special permission, get ready, and pick her up by seven so hurry up." 

"Okay, okay, Mr. Grumpy Pants, it's only five thirty." Savannah says looking through all the boots and gasps when she sees a pair she likes. 

"These are it." She says with a squeal. They are a pair of light brown knee length cowboy boots with a blue embedded line that creates a pretty design. 

"Great, now get them and let's go." I say and walk towards the register. 

"What Brook sees in you is beyond me." She murmurs as she walks past me. 

I just roll my eyes and we walk up to the register so she can pay for her boots. 

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"Where are you taking me?" Brook asks me as I guide her through the field to our date.