"Need some help, baby?" James chuckled from the livingroom. "You look like you are having some trouble there."
I was currently trying my best to reach the box of cereal on the top shelf but me being only 5 feet tall was not working to well for me. "No! I can do this all my own!" I was already on the tips of my toes and it was obvious I wouldn't be eating cereal anytime soon.
Jame, still chuckling, walked into the kitchen and stood behind me. "You sure?"
I stopped reaching for the box and turned around to look up at him. "Yes,I am sure. I am perfectly capable of getting my own food." I walked over to the dining table and grabbed one of the wooden chairs, setting it in front of the shelves.
"What are you doing?" James asked.
I stepped into the chair,tossing my hair over my shoulder. "Being a big girl,that's what I am doing!" I reached for the box again, realizing I was still to short. I jumped up and down in the chair.
"You are gonna fall," he sang.
" !" I jumped up one good time,the chair falling from under my feet. I was prepared to hit the hard,tiled floor but two strong arms caught me by my waste.
"Still don't need help?" He sat me down on the floor and grabbed the box with no problem. I groaned in annoyance and rolled my eyes. "Here you go, Shorty."
"I don't think I am hungry anymore," I said stalking away from him,swinging my arms dramatically.
He took my wrist in his hands before I could get to far. "You can't seriously be mad right?"
"I don't know,maybe I am."
He put his arms around my shoulders and kissed my forehead. "Can I ask why?"
"According to you I am nothing but a Lil' Shorty that can't get her own cereal."
He nuzzled his nose into my neck. "Yeah,but you are my lil' shorty,right?"
I sighed but smiled to him slightly. "Yeah,I guess."
Sorry if it sucks...my first story! Review please!
