EDIT: I was looking over this early today, and I seriously grimaced. My grammar sucked. So, I rewrote/edited this!
Travis Stoll and Katie Gardner were lounging comfortably in the soft grass under Thalia's pine tree. It was past curfew, but they were still out under the starry sky after Travis's coaxing ("C'mon, Katie, curfew's really just a suggestion anyhow!"). She had argued that as counselors they should be more responsible, but eventually, she relented to his pleading.
They could trace out the stars and the constellations in the night's sky from under the bristly branches. Well at least Katie could. Travis had never paid much attention to school or classes at Camp. He and Connor had dropped out in the middle of Travis's sophomore year of high school, which was Connor's freshman year. They had insisted that it wasn't their thing. Mama Stoll, however, wasn't so pleased. That was the year they started boarding at Camp year-round.
Travis was playing with the ends of her sandy brown hair, while trying to convince there really was a constellation called The Great Claw. ("You know, it's like the claw from Toy Story!")
As cheesy, romantic, and cliché as it sounded Katie had never felt more contented in her life.
Katie sighed, taking it the soft scent of fresh grass and flowers, "Travis, do you love me?"
"Uh," Travis stuttered, completely off guard, "I do. I love you, Katie."
"Good to know, Stoll. But why do you love me?" Katie persisted, sitting up to look into his brown eyes.
"I love you because…" He paused, knowing fully that if he answered this wrong he was definitely in the dog house. That would mean a whole week of Katie glaring at him. "…You're really funny, drop-dead gorgeous, smart, super garden-y-"
"That's not a word." Katie interrupted, raising a thin eyebrow.
Travis shrugged, like that was insignificant, "So? You're kind, too. You make me feel like I have to be perfect for you. You're, like, almost perfect."
"I'm almost perfect?" Katie smirked, "Why not go all the way with flattery and say I'm completely perfect?"
"Because that's a total lie, and you said I'm supposed to be honest or something stupid like that." Travis grinned.
"You are so dead." Katie narrowed her vivid green eyes.
"Well, no one's perfect. But, Katie Gardner, you're as close as it gets." He smiled, charmingly.
Katie smiled a little, "Well, at least I know you're not perfect…"
"You wound me, Gardner."
"You put chocolate Easter bunnies on my cabins roof, Travis!"
"I was plotting for your affection, you know." Travis kissed her forehead.
"You had a weird way of showing it." Katie grumbled.
"Why do you love me, Katie Gardener? " Travis half-teased, ruffling her sandy brown hair.
"Well… you're funny in a twisted way, sweet, annoyingly cute, and when I want to kill you give me those sweet, puppy dog, pleading eyes…" Katie smiled a little. Sometimes she had to remind herself why she did love him.
"I know. I'm a delicious puppy." Travis wiggled his eyebrows comically, "So I suppose you know why I am in love you, Katie Gardner?"
"Yeah, so I guess I'll our daughter that if an idiot puts chocolate animals on her roof its true love." Katie said, skeptically.
"Yeah, the next guys to try that on any daughter of mine will meet an early death." Travis frowned, his forehead crinkling.
"You're a jealously violent person, aren't you?" Katie said, kissing his nose affectionately.
"Really, what's so bad about a teensy bit of me murdering people? You get angry all the time anyways…"