Seala And Gibson
At the Fair
Seala's POV…
It was a sunny day…it was peaceful too. I loved it. I went around town, taking a small single person's tour, just to see what there was around. I got to the park and smelled something I hadn't for a long time. I walked around the park, see where to go then I finally found it and saw what is was. A small fair was in town. No rides, but there were shows and food. I walked around and finally found where that smell was coming from, a fried dough stand. That's when I saw him…Gibson.
"Gibson? What are you doing here?" I asked walking to him.
"Seala? I was wondering where you went. I came looking when I smelled this food. What is this any how?"
"It's called fried dough. It's so good."
"Here you go Miss." The vender said handing me the plate.
"Would you like some?" I asked.
"No thanks. It doesn't seem to be the kind of food I'd be into."
"Alright, more for me." I giggled walking to a table to sit down. After a few minutes of sitting down, Gibson sat down next to me. "You sure you don't at least wanna try this Gibson?"
"Positive."
"Don't knock until you try it, please."
"Oh alright." He tore a piece off and stuck it in his mouth.
"Well? What do you think?" He hadn't swallowed and only slightly nodded. "I won't be hurt if you don't like it you know. I wanted you to try it."
Gibson grabbed a napkin and spit the dough into it.
"Thank you." He said afterward.
"You're welcome." I grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
"You have pieces of dough around your mouth. I'm just getting them for you."
"Thank you." He said after I was done.
"Hmmm…" I leaned on his shoulder slightly.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
Gibson put his arm around me and pulled me closer. After was saw a few shows, we walked home together.
"I had fun tonight Seala."
"Did you really?"
"Yes, and I don't think I would've had this much fun if I didn't go with you."
"Oh you." I held his hand. "I know how to finish this night."
"Do you really?"
I nodded. "Come on! Fly!" I flew and he followed me.
"Where are we going?"
"Top of your Robot. Come on." We landed on top of the Super Robot and I laid down.
"Seala! Are you alright?"
"Come on. Lay down and look up."
He laid down next to me and looked up.
"What at are we looking at?"
"The stars. Haven't you ever want to 'study' the stars?"
"What does 'study' mean exactly?"
"Well…" I got closer to him. "it could mean a lot of things."
"Like…this?"
Gibson sat up and then leaned over and kissed me. After a moment, he leaned back up. I could feel face get hot.
"Um…uh…I-Wha-" I couldn't speak.
He smiled and laid back down with me.
"Seala? What's that picture called?" I looked back up and didn't want to speak so I just turned to my side, facing away from him. I could feel his hand rest on my shoulder. "Seala? What's gotten into you? Why won't you answer me?"
I turned back around and sat up. I stood up and walked over to the edge and sat down. He walked over and sat down too, holding my hand after he sat down.
"Why won't you answer me?" Gibson asked again.
"Because I-I-I don't want to be an idiot."
"Idiot? How could you ever be an idiot?"
I moved my hand out of his.
"I'm always an idiot after you kiss me. I believe that I will never get used to kissing."
"Is that what you're worried about? Seala, you could never sound idiotic to me. You sound just the same to me every day."
"No matter what?"
"No matter what."
"Oh Gibson." I leaned onto him again.
He put his arm around me again. For the rest of the night, we watched the stars and had a great time being with each other.
