"Paul…"
"Yes, Zoey?"
"Let's play a game. I know you don't like playing games but please?"
"Hmmm. Let me think about it… Fine. What do we do?"
"We have to say a sentence starting with each letter of the alphabet. It's fun. Me and Dawn play it all the time. Please Paul?"
"Sounds simple enough. You go first since you know so much more about it than I do. I'll see if I can catch on. Zoey drop the smile on your face. This is the only game I'm playing with you."
"Awh, okay. Hmm. A, a hot guy just moved into the house next door."
"But wait, pause the game. What happens if we can't make a sentence with the letter?"
"Good question. Hmm. I know. The loser has to kiss the other. Oh, Paul don't give me that look. Kissing me isn't that bad."
"I know but what if someone sees us? I mean I do have a reputation to keep. Ow, why did you hit me Zoey?"
"Because you deserved it. And no one is going to see us. We are in the middle of the field in the middle of the night. We are fine."
"Grr. Okay. Re-say your sentence."
"A hot guy just moved into the house next door."
"But I thought you like someone that went to our school?"
"Can't I like more that one guy at a time? 'Cause I think I can."
"Didn't say you couldn't but some people would think you are a player…"
"I am not a player! Oh! I didn't say that!"
"Yes you did. Now you have to kiss me."
"Oh fine."
"Hmmm, maybe I'm gonna have to start messing up more. You aren't that bad of a kisser."
"Wait what?"
"Nothing. Let's get back to the game. What letter am I on?"
"Hunn. You're on F."
"For your information, you are a very good kisser. Frankly, I don't know why I was worrying about my reputation."
"Geesh, just spill your guts out to me. God, just calm down."
"How about I just kiss you again? How about you tell me how you feel?"
"I love you. I really do love you."
"Just wait a second.""Kiss me, Paul.""Let me get this straight. Love is a big word but you love me?"
"Maybe I only like one guy. Maybe the guy I like right in front oh me."
"No kidding. No other guys?"
"Of course not. Only you. Or I can move on if you don't like me."
"Please don't Zoey. Please don't move on."
"Question: do you like me back?""Really?"
"Seriously."
"Too bad for that new girl, someone else already has my heart."
"Uhm, who?"
"Vixon, I don't know."
"Who do you like Paul?"
"Not you. Oh, great. I have to kiss the girl I despise the most. Back to the game. You're on 'y' girlie."
"You, Paul, are gay."
"Zoey, really? Zoey, you think I'm gay? Zoey, I love you."
"Paul can we keep this night a secret until we get closer? So that we know what we are feeling is true?"
"Alright, Zoey. This will be our secret night."
Story numero one of 10. Competition between me and OldRivalShipper12 or 13 or 14.