Hello, and welcome to another fan fiction of mine. This story is, the first fan fiction I actually ever wrote, I had posted this on a different web site, and not long after posting some of the parts, I found this web site. Doubting that I'd post it on here, not really having the time to, right this one, and post it, saying that I would because the other web site, only lets you type so much, and so, I divided it into small parts, and I had gotten up to 40 or more parts, and I really never got to finish it, but I had some change in plans, you see I prewrote this, and I just recently re-read them, and so, I am re-writing it, sorry, but I have forgotten the first few parts, and so I am starting it over, with newer, and better Ideas, but enough of this, lets get to reading, thank you for taking the time to read my message, R&R.

CHAPTER 1 . . . . . . Another day alone

It was a nice, beautiful day in Bikini Bottom, scallops chirping, sea flowers blooming, and a nice cool breeze, blew though out the tree dome, it was so peaceful, thought SpongeBob, as he lying down beside Sandy, in a clear green shady spot in Sandy's tree dome, looking up at the clear glass ceiling, watching many air born creatures pass on by. He had often wondered what it would be like, if he could fly, and get out of any bad situation that he was in, go anywhere without any problems, to be free or all the burdens that where baring down on him, to just be, free, but sometimes, he wondered what it would be like to breath the toxic air, that she breath, how they'd be able to do things they weren't able to do with the bubble helmets, to be able to make great mistakes, but he couldn't complain about how he was born, he was already grateful for things he was able to do, and the things that he already had. He was happy of how far he had come, he was happy that he could even take on step inside the death trap Sandy called her home, but he knew that he was safe, and even if he wasn't, he didn't care, as long as he was with her.

He lied next to her, his head at hers, starring at the same thing, but probably not thinking the same thing, I mean what do you expect, she was a squirrel, and he was a sponge, but he didn't care, she was beautiful, and he wasn't but he still didn't care, he still loved her, even if she was way out of his league. He looked at her, she was lying next to him, her face up to the sky, her eyes closed, he smiled, thinking how beautiful she was, only if she knew it. SpongeBob turned his head back at the sky, he closed his eyes, Absorbing the warm sun, relaxing. He started to think to himself, 'you know, this maybe your only chance, this moment is perfect, tell her,' he told himself. He opened his eyes, to look over to Sandy, but to his surprise, she was starring at him, she was just so, close, there eyes connected, blue to brown. Sandy's eye's widened when they made eye contact, she hadn't expected him to open his eyes, so she freaked out, making SpongeBob freak out, he jumped up, screaming and jumping around, "Ahhhh, what is it Sandy, is there a creepy crawly on me, ewe get it off," SpongeBob gittered, Sandy stopped screaming, and started to laugh, " No, SpongeBob, there's nothing on you,", SpongeBob stopped moving, "There's not?" SpongeBob asked, "No," "Than, why did you scream?" SpongeBob asked, "Oh, I uh, freaked out a little when you opened your eyes, I'm sorry for starring at you," Sandy said in an almost guilty tone, "You were starring at me, why?" SpongeBob was starting to get confused, "I, uh, you were sleeping, or so I thought, and you just looked, so peaceful and it was fascinating to me, as if you being with me brings you peace or something, funny huh?" Sandy said rubbing the back of her head, " I guess," SpongeBob smiled, "Sorry, for scaring you SpongeBob," "That's alright," Sandy just smiled. Than it went quite, and not like the regular quite, it was more like an awkward silence.

It took a moment for someone to break the silence, but SpongeBob was the first to break it, with his heart telling him, to 'tell her or forever hold your silence,' he took a deep breath before confronting her, " Sandy, can I tell you something?" SpongeBob asked, Sandy looked at him, "Yeah, sure go ahead," Sandy assured, SpongeBob nodded his head, trying to think of how he could put it," . . ." he couldn't say it, " SpongeBob, do you have something to say?" Sandy asked, getting a little annoyed, SpongeBob had to think, but he panicked, " I forgot what I was going to say," was all he could come up with, "Sorry Sandy, I'll tell you when I remember ok," said SpongeBob, Sandy was a little confused, than SpongeBob ran out of the tree dome, all the way home.

That night SpongeBob was lying down in his bed, looking up at the ceiling, thinking to himself, ' You, are never going to tell her, and when ever you do tell her, it will be too late,' SpongeBob told himself. About twenty minutes passed until SpongeBob finally fell asleep, drifting off into a deep sleep, than finally having a dream, and in the dream, SpongeBob was at a beach, just walking down the wet sand, the sun setting, in all types of orange. SpongeBob walked down the shore line before stopping and gazing at the sun set, and the reflection of the sun on the water, made it perfect. Than out of know where, something was coming out of the water, and it was Sandy, she came closer, and closer. She wore a dark blue bathing suit, with a yellow Hawaiian flower in front of her ear. She walked to SpongeBob, she was smiling, and so was he, she was standing in front of him, looking into his eyes, and he was looking into hers, and she leaned over and kissed him, and he kissed back. Sandy ended the kiss, and took his hand, and walked down the beach with him. Then he woke up.

SpongeBob sat up, looking to his left to see if she was there but, she wasn't and why would she. SpongeBob looked down at his blanket, a little disappointed, that it was all just a dream. SpongeBob looked at his alarm clock, it was Moring, and he couldn't fall back to sleep, so he stayed up. He walked down stairs, and fixed him breakfast, he didn't have to work today, because today was Sunday. SpongeBob sat in his kitchen, drinking coffee, and eating a muffin, while reading todays paper, there wasn't really anything interesting in the paper today, just a bunch of drama. SpongeBob finished his breakfast, and went to watch a little T.V. but there wasn't nothing on that interested him, so he went over to Patrick's, who wasn't home, so he went over to Squidward's, who just yelled at him. SpongeBob tried to think of what he could do, than he just thought about going to Sandy's, and so he went, and maybe he'd grow some balls and tell her how he felt.

SpongeBob was sitting at Sandy's picnic table, eating cookies, and drinking tea, talking about things, and laughing at the things they said. It was one of those perfect days again, he knew he was going to tell her, they were sitting across from each other, staring into each other's eyes, blushing, SpongeBob sighed, closing his eyes, "Sandy, I've got to tell you something, and its hard for me to say it, so you have to listen, very carefully," is what SpongeBob said, making Sandy's smile fade away, "Yes, what is it?" Sandy asked, afraid of what he was going to say, he just looked so serious, so she was nervous, and he was too, " I love you," SpongeBob mumbled under his breath, but Sandy couldn't hear him, "What did you say, I couldn't hear you, you kind of mumbled there," said Sandy, SpongeBob looked at Sandy, "What?" SpongeBob asked, "Can, you repeat what you said?" SpongeBob's face went red, he said it a little louder, "I love, you" SpongeBob said, but Sandy should barely hear him, "SpongeBob, you did it again, can you say it again, but this time, louder," Sandy said, she was as afraid as he was, SpongeBob shook his head, knowing he wasn't going to be able to say it, so he stood up, catching Sandy off guard, and he walked over to her, and taking his helmet off, which scared Sandy a little, " SpongeBob what are you doing," "This way, you can hear me better," he said, and now he stood in front of her, "Sandy," he said her name, before kissing her, she was puzzled. SpongeBob soon pulled away from her, and placed his helmet back on, he had expected her to push him away and slap him, but she did neither, she just sat there, stiff. SpongeBob was blushing, he was afraid of what she would say, "Sandy, are you ok?" he asked, but she didn't answer. SpongeBob looked down at the ground, and back at Sandy, "Sorry," SpongeBob quietly said, but it was loud enough for her to hear, and than he ran off.

SpongeBob ran home, embarrassed, and guilty at the same time, but also, proud. He had the guts to not only tell her how he felt, but to get up and kiss her. SpongeBob was now just sitting in his living room, looking at the empty T.V. screen.

- This Chapter is officially over, but there is another chapter. Thank you for reading.