Can't Help Falling in Love

Sitting in her red and white Cadillac, Spat waited for Blink to get out of basketball practice. Her wheat blonde hair was down and falling into her gray eyes. Her freckles were noticeable on her nose and cheeks. She wore black capris and a white shirt, with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She turned up her radio, which was playing her favorite Elvis song, "Can't Help Falling in Love".

A figure ran up to her car. The figure revealed herself to be a girl. It was Maverick. her long copper ponytail was swinging as she ran up. A huge smile was on her face, a tell-tale sign of some gossip. Her red skirt whipped around her legs. A red scarf was tied around her neck. Her black shirt fit her nicely. Her dark blue eyes stood out against her pale skin. "Spat! Guess what!" she cried as she arrived at the car.

Spat motioned towards the passenger car door. Once Maverick was in, she turned down the radio. "What is it?"

"It's about Blink. He's got plans for you two tonight." Maverick sighed. "It sounds so swell."

"Plans? For what? It isn't anything special today. Believe me, I know. I would have remembered, and he wouldn't have," she joked.

"Well, now, I don't know. Snoddy told me that he said you two were going out to Sunset Park tonight. Gee whiz, it has to be important then."

Spat bit her lip, keeping back a grin. Sure, her and Blink have been to Sunset Park before, but if Blink told Snoddy and Snoddy told Maverick then it had to be important. She nodded, trying not to yell in happiness. And Lord knows she would have.

"Here comes Blink. Don't let on that you know, okay? Goodbye," Maverick said as she got out of the car. She waved to Blink as she passed him.

Blink, who had blonde hair, waved back. His brown leather patch was over his left eye, but his right eye was a crystal blue. He was the model athlete, so it was no wonder he was the captain of the basketball team for Centerville High School. He slipped into the car, smiling. He leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Spat turned the radio back up. "Do you want to go straight home or go get a malt?"

"How about a banana split? Then you can take me home," he replied.

"You read my mind. I've been craving a banana split all day." She drove out of the school parking lot.

Wise men say only fools rush in

but I can't help falling in love with you

Shall I stay would it be a sin

If I can't help falling in love with you

Now, after full stomachs of dinner and a banana split, the couple was parked in Spat's car, with Blink behind the driver's seat. The radio was playing lowly as they made out. After all, Sunset Park was the popular make-out spot in Centerville.

Spat, all evening, was wondering what Blink had to say or why there were really there. She broke away from the kiss and smiled. "So, how's the team?" she asked.

Blink laughed. "Never better. We're on our way to championships."

"That's good. It'll be neat to go to championships again."

"Spat, listen. We need to talk."

Spat held back a grin. "About what?"

"I need to tell you something. Something important."

Spat nodded, looking into his eye. Since he only had one to look into.

"Spat, Samantha, this is really hard for me to say. I, Blink, love you," he gushed out.

Spat's eyes grew wide, and her lips turned up into a full fledged grin. "You do?" she shrieked happily. "You do! Oh, Blink, I love you too! I knew there was something important if you brought me up here."

"You knew?"

Spat nodded. "You told Snoddy. Snoddy told Mav. Mav told me. But I never would have guessed you were going to tell me that!" She kissed him again.

Like a river flows surely to the sea

Darling so it goes

some things are meant to be

"He told her that he loves her? How romantic," Aki sighed. A blue headband held back her light brown hair out of her blue-gray eyes. Her white tank top was under her blue cardigan, which went well with her blue skirt. Her black cat-eye glasses were sliding down her nose again, so she pushed them back up. She was standing with Lefty, Illusion, and Bumlets.

Illusion nodded, smiling dreamily. "Isn't it though? I think it's just perfectly swell." Her black skirt and blue shirt brought out her blue eyes well. Her semi-dark chestnut hair was pulled back into a bun, with a blue scarf tied around it.

The girls continued their talk, as the boys struck up their own conversation. "Blink doesn't know what he started," Bumlets joked. His black hair was slicked back out of his dark eyes. He wore his red letterman sweater of his light blue shirt. He wore brown pants to top off his outfit.

Lefty chuckled. "I know what you mean. We're going to have to have a talk with Blink. What do you say, Bums?" His light colored hair was also slicked back. His blue eyes were filled with laughter. He wore his usual white shirt and black pants, with his letterman sweater swung over his shoulder.

Bums nodded. "We sure do."

The girls stopped talking and rolled their eyes. "Well, I think you two could learn from him. At least he's romantic," Aki teased.

Illusion giggled. "Come on, Bums. Let's go for a malt." The two walked away to Frosty's, the Centerville's local ice cream shop.

Aki smiled at Lefty, who smiled back. "So, Lef, how are you doing?"

"I'm swell. And yourself?"

Aki nodded. "I'm good." Aki looked up at the sky. It was getting dark. "Oh, I need to get home. Mom will have dinner ready soon."

"I'll walk you home," he offered.

Aki smiled again. "I'd like that." She shivered slightly, but just enough for Lefty to notice and put his letterman sweater over her shoulders. "Thanks." The two walked towards Aki's house, chatting along the way.

Take my hand, take my whole life too

for I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea

Darling so it goes

some things are meant to be

Spat and Blink were sitting in "their" booth at Frosty's. The called it "their" booth because that's where they always sat whenever they came to Frosty's. They were sharing a strawberry shake. One glass, two straws.

A waitress brought their usual order. Two side orders of fries. The stopped drinking the shake and dug into their fries. Blink squirted ketchup over his, while Spat sprinkled her fries with salt. "So, Blink, who do you play Friday?" Spat asked, before eating a fry.

"Middleton. They're a good team, you know. It'll be tough to beat a team like that." Blink shoved a couple fries in his mouth.

The bell over the door to Frosty's rang, letting the occupants of the ice cream shop know that a new couple walked in. Firefly and Race wandered over to Blink and Spat. "Hey, you two. Mind if we join you?" Firefly asked.

"No, go ahead," Spat answered.

Race, who was the team manager for Centerville High School's basketball team, sat down next to Blink. His black hair was slicked back, showing off his brown eyes. He was wearing a letterman sweater over a white shirt. He also wore brown pants.

Firefly, who was in her favorite outfit of black capris and a red shirt, sat down next to Spat. So her short brown hair wouldn't fall into her light blue eyes, it was tied back with a red scarf at the nape of her neck. She stole a fry from Spat and dipped it into Blink's ketchup.

Spat glared at her, only to break into a grin a second later. "What are you two up to?"

Fly shook her head, as Race ordered them some fries of their own. "Nothing really. We just took a walk around downtown. What about you two?"

"Just drinking a strawberry shake and eating fries. Nothing too exciting," Blink replied. Then he and Race started up on basketball.

Spat shook her head. "There's one reason why I'll be glad when basketball is over. No more talk about championships."

Fly nodded. "I know what you mean. I hardly see that bum there while basketball is still in season. And that seems to be the only thing he talks about now." She rolled her eyes. "It's tough dating athletes."

The waitress brought over Fly and Race's fries. Race picked one up, took a bite, and tossed the other half at Fly.

Fly glanced at him dumbfounded. Then she threw a fry back at him. Race had begun a full out fry war, and Fly was not about to back down from it.

Blink shook his head. He took Spat's hand and continued to eat his fries.

Take my hand, take my whole life too

for I can't help falling in love with you

for I can't help falling in love with you