Two chapters in a day.. I'm on a role!
Disclaimer: I own Kati, Aaron, Kelly, Rachel, Hanna, Rezso, wait, two of those characters aren't in this chapter.. Oh well.
Enjoy..
Chapter 2
Ice-creams
"So, we still good for that movie?" Kelly asked, later that afternoon, as they walked around the plaza.
"Yeah! Wouldn't miss it unless the world blew up." Kati said, using her personal saying. Then she quickly added, "But even then I'd see it."
"Cool," Kelly said, looking at Kati. Yes, he'd admit she was perfect in every way, blond hair, bright green eyes, perfectly tanned skin, but she didn't have the attitude that normally came with the perfect American girl. Since recently coming to Australia, she had fit right in. Even her American accent had drastically changed since coming here. Kelly didn't realize he was staring, until Kati looked at him, green eyes to brown.
"Kelly, I know I'm perfect, but do you need to stare?" She joked, her eyes dancing. Did he just say, 'but she didn't have the attitude'?
Kelly cleared his throat, and turned away, blushing. "Come on," He finally managed to choke out, "We'll be late for the movie."
"But isn't it a five o'clock movie? We've got half an hour. Plenty of time." Kati stated, before spotting her friends.
"Hanna! Rachel! Over here!" She waved at them. They made there way over, giggling like the girls they were. Kelly couldn't remember a time were they weren't giggling or the like.
"Hey Kati! How are you?" Rachel said, jumping up next to her.
"Amazing, as always." Hanna answered for her.
"Yeah. Hey, do you like the new way I've done my hair?" Kati asked, tucking a stay lock behind her ear.
"Whoa, I didn't notice. Oh my gosh, it looks amazing!" Rachel exclaimed, giggling again.
Kelly didn't really notice anything different about her hair, so he just guessed it was a girl thing.
"So, where are you guys going on such a fine day?" Hanna asked, nudging Kati. Kelly just rolled his eyes.
"Movies. We're going to see that new released movie that came out yesterday." Kati stated, shrugging.
"Ooh, Kati's on a date!" Both the girls chanted.
"If you choose to believe that, no matter what I say can change your mind. Never tell a fool where he's wrong." Kati said, grinning at her remark.
Both the girls played hurt.
"Kidding! Come on, you know I'd never call you fools, that's why I said 'He's'" Kati said, glancing at her best friend, before laughing hysterically with her friends.
"That wasn't funny." Kelly said, stepping on Kati's foot gently.
"Was. Now come on, or we really will be late for the movie."
After a quick goodbye to her friends, Kati was practically jumping up and down, willing Kelly to run.
Finally, Kelly accepted. "Race ya!" he called over his shoulder, as he ran past her.
After the movie, it was nearing 7 o'clock...
"I have to get back home now, homework and stuff. I so don't want to go to school tomorrow. And then I have that exam. And that essay I had to finish yesterday, and is due tomorrow... Ugh, I hate Thursdays!" Kelly exclaimed, looking at the time on his wrist.
"So, today was just as bad as any other Thursday?" Kati asked, as they walked through the shopping centre toward the exit.
"Apart from the movie." Suddenly, Kelly dug into one of his pockets in his jeans, and pulled out a dollar. "Ice-cream?" he asked.
Kati nodded her head excitedly, and made her way over to the mini McDonald's not far away.
There was no line, so they got to go straight up and order.
"Two fifty-cent cones, please." Kelly asked the girl at the counter.
"That all?" She asked, placing the order in the electronic till.
"Yeah, but I wouldn't mind a free apple pie if you have one." Kati joked.
The girl laughed, shaking her head, as she went off to get the order.
As they walked away with their order, Kati poked Kelly, so Kelly poked her back twice, which resulted in Kati poking him three times, and, you get the idea!
But, as Kelly started poking her 6 times, Kati tripped, remaining ice-cream and cone flying. Quickly, she made a desperate jump for it, stretching out her hand, and it froze.
Mid-air.
Hope you like it so far.
