A/N: SOOOOOO This is my veeeery fisrt published fanfiction! *Does awesome little cabbage patch...thingy...mabober.*
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Nick Lucas was almost six when he fell in love.
Even as a young child, he fell fast and hard, already having decided that the pizza girl, his dentist, and their next door neighbor would someday be Mrs. Nick Lucas.
Until he saw her.
She was different.
Maybe it was the way her pretty brown hair was pulled into a messy bun, instead of those curled pigtails that the girls down his street wore. Maybe it was how she didn't seem to mind the flecks of dirt that were scattered across her soccer jersey, whereas most girls would be crying if there was a speck of mud on their frilly dresses.
Whatever the reason was, it made Nick forget about all those other girls.
Joe could have Stella, no matter how pretty Nick thought she was, and kevin could have their new neighbor, there was only a few months difference there anyways.
For whatever reason, Nick Lucas; Shy, intense, introverted, Nick Lucas- was bodly making his way towards the small girl.
"Do you wanna play with me?" The girl kept doing what she was doing, not noticing Nick had spoken until she felt his eyes on her. She looked up at him, her chocolate eyes shining.
"Okay." The girl stopped bounding the soccer ball on her knee, instead kicking towards nick. Nick stopped the ball with ease and returned ti to her.
"What's your favorite color?" he asked the girl, sending the ball rolling her way.
"Yellow."
"Do you like sports?"
"Yep."
"Which ones?"
"All of them."
"How old are you?"
"I'll be six in ten days."
"What's your name?"
"Macy."
"Macy what?"
"Macy Nicole Misa." Nick was amazed that though the girl had her eyes trained on him, she never had trouble stopping his kicks, and sent the ball straight and fluid down to him. This lead Nick to believe that Macy was one good soccer player.
When Macy stopped Nick's pass, she held the ball, kicking it up with her toe and catching it.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Don't I get to ask you any?"
"Can I just ask you one more? Then you can ask whatever you want." Macy nodded and waited for Nick to continue.
"Do you wanna be my girlfriend?" Nick wasn't quite sure what the word meant, but he had seen kevin with his girlfriend once before. They talked, and held hands, sometimes kevin kissed her on the cheek. Nick assumed that girlfriend was just what you called someone before you could get married.
Macy stared at Nick, her eyes wide as saucers. Suddenly her expression went from bemusment to one of joy.
"Okay, I'll be your girlfriend." Macy smiled at Nick and he grinned, something he rarely ever did.
"Okay, so now what do you wanna ask me?" A thoughful look crossed macy's face.
"What's your name?"
"Nicholas Jerry Lucas, but you can call me Nick."
"How old are you?"
"I'll be six in nine days." Macy flashed nick a grin which he happily returned.
"How come I never seen you before?"
"I just moved here."
"From where?"
"Atlanta."
"Were you born there?"
"No."
"Where were you born?"
"Texas."
"I went there once with my daddy! I like Texas."
"I did too..."
"Are you scared of thunderstorms?"
"No...why?"
"Well I am, and I want my boyfriend to be able to protect me."
"I promise, I'll be the best boyfriend ever. Can I ask you just one more question? I hear my mommy calling me." Macy smiled and nodded.
"What are your two favorite flowers?" Macy was puzzled at the question, buut answered after a few moments of thought.
"I like yellow lillies, then my very favorite is a white rose. Why do you wanna know?"
"Well the white roses are what I'm gonna give you when we get married." Nick pressed his lips quickly against Macy's- something he'd seen mommy and daddy do- and fought down the blush at Macy's shocked expression.
"Wh-what are the lillies for then?" Macy asked wistfully.
"Your birthday present. Meet me here on your birthday okay?" With that Nick waved, leaving a very excited macy to run to her mother.