PPGZ: Boomer and Miyako Chapter 1, Part 1

Boomer's POV

Boomer was sitting on the couch, reading "Romeo and Juliet" for Literature class. His brothers were outside wrestling. Brick and Butch were always being rough and fighting but Boomer had grown out of the want to fight all the time. He flipped to the next page and tried to keep reading but his mind kept wondering back to Miyako. He longed for any excuse to be with her, hold her, even talk to her.

'Come on, Boom. You have to finish this by Friday.' He thought to himself.

But it was no use. She was engraved in his mind. Sure they were friends, but he wanted, no he needed more.

He set the book down on the coffee table and lay down on the couch. He looked at the clock. "3:30" he said to himself, thinking of where Miyako would be right now. "The park!" he said as he jumped to his feet. He grabbed his shoes and flew out the door. Brick and Butch watched him for a second as he ran by and around the corner.

Boomer ran all the way to the park, not stopping for anything. When he got there he looked around. In the air were tons of bubbles. He turned around to see her sitting on a swing, blowing bubbles into the air.

'She's so beautiful...' he thought as he moved closer. He made his way over to the swings and tried to say 'hello'. But the word was caught in his throat. He nearly blurted it out.

"H-h-hi Miyako!" He said suddenly feeling stupid.

"Hey Boom!" she said with a smile. "What's up?" She released a few bubbles into the air.

"Nothing. Just wanted to hang out." He was trying so hard to act cool yet he felt like a total loser. He sat down on the other swing, almost tripping on his way.

"Wanna come with me to the clothes store? I need help picking out a new dress." She asked as she blew a few more bubbles.

"Sure. What's it for?" Like he needed an excuse to go with her.

"There's a dance coming up at school. Like an end of the year, formal dance." She said with a smile.

At those words, Boomer's heart sank. If she needed a new dress, she must already have a date. He had to know for sure. If she didn't maybe this could be his chance.

"So, um...Do you have a date for the dance?" He asked trying to be discrete.

"Well, a few boys have ask me,"

Boomer's heart sank even lower

"But I haven't said yes to anyone,"

Boomer had to keep himself from jumping for joy

"I've been waiting for a certain, special person to ask me." Miyako said looking into his eyes.

He felt his cheeks suddenly get very hot. Miyako got up and moved to a bench near the fountain. Boomer followed and sat next to her, not 10 inches away. They stared into each other's eyes for a while before he finally spoke up.

"Is um... this special person, handsome?" He asked coyly.

She began to blush. She giggled as she said,

"Yes. Very handsome with the most amazing eyes I have ever seen."

Boomer wondered if he should keep playing this game or just get right to the point. He decided to try one more question before asking the big one.

"Is this person strong, smart, and blonde?" He asked moving a few inches closer.

Miyako, who was also moving closer, looked up at him and played with a strand of his hair. "He's all of the above."

Boomer couldn't take it anymore. He had to ask her, here and now. It was now or never.

"Miyako," he began "I don't know exactly how to say this." He looked away from her and stared at the ground.

She grabbed his hand, surprising him. Now he was the one blushing. He looked back into her eyes and the words just poured out of his mouth.

"Miyako, will you go to the dance with me?"

There was a moment of silence. Boomer felt like he was gonna be sick. His mind raced "You idiot! She was probably talking about someone else! Why would she like you?"

"Yes."

He almost missed it. He was thinking so much that he barely heard her say it.

"What?"

"I said yes, Boomer!" She said with a huge smile on her face.

By now, there was nothing between them. Boomer felt his face grow hot again but didn't care. He was too happy to feel anything else.

"I said no to everyone else because I was waiting for you to ask me. You probably think that's stupid." She broke their gaze and looked at the ground. Boomer took his free hand and put it under her chin, lifting her head slightly.

"Not at all."

With that he laid a light kiss on her lips. When he opened his eyes, hers were still closed. When they slowly opened, she moved in again, as did he. As their lips met, everything else seemed to stop moving. Boomer never wanted this to end. Miyako pulled away slowly and they put their foreheads together. As they got up from the bench, Boomer looked at his watch.

"5:30? Dang it, I'm late for baseball practice!" He turned to Miyako. "I'll call you later and we'll talk about the dance." He kissed her one last time and waved good-bye as he ran down the block as fast as he could. He ran the entire way with a grin on his face. No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't go away.

During baseball practice, Boomer was on the top of his game. His meeting with Miyako sent him into a feeling of total confidence and courage. The coach noticed and noted it. But Boomer didn't care. All he cared about was Miyako.

As he walked home from practice, he got an idea. He started to run and work out the plan in his head. By the time he reached his house, he had it all completely worked out. He grabbed a blanket, a candle from his parent's closet, and matches from the drawer. He popped popcorn and put it in a Tupperware container to conserve the warmth.

When he made sure he had everything, he got a shower and got dressed. He gathered his supplies and took out his phone. He dialed Miyako's number.

"Hello?" Miyako answered the phone and his heart skipped a beat. He was suddenly a nervous wreck.

"Hey Miyako. It's me, Boomer." He almost slapped himself at what he said.

'Of course she knows it's you, you idiot!' he yelled at himself in his head.

"Hi. What's up?"

"I wanted to see if you could meet me in the park tonight" he said regaining some of his confidence "Around 9:00 ok?"

"Sure! I'll be there!" Boomer had to suppress a shout of joy.

"Ok. See you then."

"See you then."

He hung up the phone and started for the door. He was almost there when something caught his eye, something shiny. He put his things down and went to look at it. As he got closer he realized what it was. It was a necklace. He picked it up and examined it. Boomer suddenly got a great idea and put it in his backpack with the rest of the stuff. 'This night is gonna rock!' he thought to himself as he shut the front door. He walked down the walk-way and down the street. He couldn't wait to get to the park.