*Flashback*
Kennedy
Currently, Blake was trying to plant an innocent kiss on my cheek, but I wasn't going to let him because boys have cooties.
After many failed attempts, I decided to hop off of the bench we were sitting on and run to my mommy, she would protect me from the cootie monster! Once I started running, I could hear Blake's exasperated sigh not far behind. I had to get away from him fast or he would pass on that yucky disease!
Upon reaching my mom I clutched onto her leg like a koala to a tree and couldn't contain my giggles when I said, "Mommy, mommy! Blake wants to kiss me and that's gross!"
I was confused when she erupted in laughter, why was she laughing? That's mean!
Before long, I was on the ground in tears. What was so funny about that?
Suddenly a pair of arms engulfed me into a hug, "I'm sorry baby girl, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, it's just that Blake was trying to be nice, the least you could do was let him be, no harm done."
"But mom if I let him, I'll get cooties don't you know how bad that would be!?" "It's like that baddest of the baddest things that could ever happen to me!"
"Oh come on Kennedy, you're overreacting, that simple gesture couldn't hurt anyone."
"You don't understand, mom!"
"Maybe I don't, what do you want me to do about it?"
"Just... Ugh I don't know."
Mommy remains quiet and looks around for Blake, when she spots him she says, "You might have hurt his feelings Ken, look at him... You should go apologize."
"For what though? I was just keeping myself safe."
"KENNEDY ANN MATTHEWS!"
"Okay, okay, geez."
During the time I was walking the short distance from where I was to Blake, I wondered what I should apologize for... I mean, I did nothing wrong, right?
Whatever. We'll see how it goes.
Upon reaching him, I saw that he had a gloomy look on his face and I automatically felt guilt. But what for?
"Hey Blake..."
"What do you want?" He asked grumpily.
"I just awanted to apologize for... making you sad. I really didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"That was a question." I stated while trying to lighten up the mood.
"I'm being serious right now, this isn't a joke." Well that failed.
"Right, sorry, you were saying?"
"Do you hate me or something?" Wow. He went straight to the point.
As soon as his question processed through my mind, I was confused. He could not be serious.
"What? No! You're like a brother to me... I could never hate you."
"Oh... A brother?... Okay. Yeah I'm sorry too- for acting up, it was really stupid of me, even?"
"Even." I said with a smile slowly forming on my face.
"Kids, dinner's ready, better come and eat before it gets cold!"
Without even thinking I grabbed Blake's hand and ran towards the door. Food, here I come.
Once inside, I pulled out two chairs for Blake and I. He was a bit hesitant at first, but ended up sitting next to me after all. Did I really hurt him that bad or do I smell?
During the entire meal, the table was filled with conversation except for one person. I decided to ask him what was wrong, I thought we went over this already.
Since our mothers were lost in their conversation, I nudged Blake and asked him why he was so quiet. He ultimately answered with an "I'm just tired". I knew, obviously, that that was not true, but I didn't question him further.
Shortly after the meal was done, my mother and I had to leave so we said our goodbyes at the front door. I noticed my mom hugging Blake's mom and saying goodbye while Blake just awkwardly stood there looking anywhere but at me.
As we were about to leave, something came over me and made me quickly run back and gave Blake the tightest hug that I had ever given anyone.
"See you later." I said quickly before running back to my mommy who was waiting by the car.
I didn't hear his response, but I remember seeing a mixture of confusion and happiness plastered on his face as we were driving away, making his silhouette become smaller and smaller.
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Well, that's that. So in conclusion, this was a flashback to their childhood when they were good friends and Blake started to have feelings for Kennedy.
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