Azuffle: Young Middle School Love.
Chapter 1.
Side note; Azog name credit to JRR Tolkien, Puffle name credit to Club Penguin.
It was a dark and dreary Monday afternoon. 12 year old Azog walked down the block towards her house at the end of the street. She was not looking where she was going, and she started to slip on a shard of ice. She was about to hit the ground when two strong arms looped around her waist and picked her up. "Hey Azog, look out for all the ice next time. You alright?" asked Puffle, the charming thirteen year old boy that went to school with Azog. He smiled at her, making her blush. "Yeah, I..I'm okay. Uh… thanks for, er, picking me up.", stammered Azog. "I'll walk you home. Beautiful girls should not walk alone." Puffle smiled warmly at her. As they walked, Puffle slid his hands into Azog. She felt uncomfortable. She had never been this close to a boy, and they hardly knew each other. Oh well, she sighed. At least the boy smelled good. When the pair came to Azog's doorstep, she unlocked the door. "Well… bye, Puffle. Thanks for the company." She mumbled, embarrassed. "Wait. Before I go, I wanted to give you this…" And before Azog could protest, he pulled her in close, and kissed her on the mouth. When Azog finally pulled away, Puffle sprinted away, feeling shocked and couldn't believe that he just did that. Azog ran upstairs to her bed room to sort out her emotions and feelings for this boy.