Kelly's POV
The last few days had been amazing. Ever since I had met Connect Three, my whole life had changed. I had become very good friends with Shane, Jason, and Nate. They were the best friends I had ever had in my life.
Jason was so sweet. He was like the older brother I never had, but always wanted. I knew that he would be there if I was ever in trouble, and would do anything to help me.
Shane, on the other hand, was nothing like a sweet older brother. He was hilarious, and he always knew how to make me laugh so hard that my sides would hurt. His idiotic antics posed as my favorite form of entertainment, much better the television.
Then there was Nate. I could go on and on about Nate. He was so cute and shy and sensitive, and did I mention that he was cute? He seemed to understand me more than his brothers, and he was always there when I needed someone to talk to. He was the loyal best friend I had never had. I was definitely closer to Nate than I was to Shane or Jason.
"Are you ready to rumble?" asked Shane, sitting down next to me on the couch. He kept pushing me over until I was squished between him and one of the sides of the couch.
"Shane!" I protested, trying to push him away. He wouldn't budge; he just kept on squishing me.
"Get off of her, Shane," said Nate exasperatedly, pushing Shane off of the couch, and taking his seat.
"Nate," I said, reminding him that he was now squishing me.
"Oh, sorry," said Nate. He moved over so that I could have some breathing space.
"I want to see a movie!" whined Shane, who was now sitting indian-style on one of the armchairs.
"Be patient, Shane, I'm trying to find a good movie to watch," said Jason, who was flipping through my DVD case, searching for a movie that he liked. "Jeez, Kelly, do you have any movies that aren't chick flicks?"
I opened my mouth wide in mock hurt and surprise. "Jason, don't be so mean! I do too have movies that aren't chick flicks." I crossed my arms, pretending to be angry at him.
Jason rolled his eyes and said, "Well, it's pretty hard to find one. I've been looking forever." He used dramatic hand gestures to get his point across. "Oh, wait, here's Transformers," he said, taking the DVD out and putting it into the player.
I stuck my toungue out at him and said, "See? I do have guy flicks."
"Guy flicks?" asked Nate.
"Yes, guy flicks," I said decidedly. "Now, shut up, I want to see the movie."
Jason played the movie, and we all began to watch. I had always loved this movie, and I had watched it a million times. I could watch it a million times over if I had time to.
During the movie, I shifted closer to the center of the couch to see the television screen better. I accidently bumped into Nate, who had been doing the exact same thing. I glanced at him to see his reaction, and I could see his face turn red, even in the dark.
He obviously didn't want to be near me, so I moved back towards where I was before. I couldn't help feeling a little hurt, though. He didn't have to be so touchy about being near me. I went back to watching the movie.
Nate's POV
I felt like such an idiot. When Kelly moved close to me, I had immediately turned red. She must have seen that, and thought that I didn't want to be near her. Either that, or she didn't want to be near me.
But I did want to be near Kelly. I wanted to hold her in my arms forever. I didn't know why, but I had this crush on her. I was closer to her than I was to any other girl. But it was just a crush, right? It would certainly fade away eventually.
Actually, I wasn't so sure about that. I was falling pretty hard for her. I saw her everyday, and I fell for her a little bit more each day. Maybe if I avoided her for a few days...
I knew that wasn't going to happen. I couldn't possibly stay away from Kelly. She was my best friend, but sometimes I wished we were more than just friends.
I sighed loudly, and went back to watching the movie. I wasn't really paying attention, so I was kind of lost as to what was going on. Before I knew it, the credits came on.
"That was awesome!" yelled Shane. "Let's watch it again!" He reached for the remote eagerly, but Jason slapped his hand away.
"Idiot! We are not going to watch the same movie twice in a row," said Jason, pressing stop on the remote, while Shane sulked.
"Aw, is little Shane upset?" asked Kelly, getting up and pulling Shane's hair playfully. Shane responded by trying to bite her, but she quickly yanked her hand away. "Shane!"
"I wanted to watch it again," pouted Shane.
"How about you borrow the movie, watch it again, and then give it back?" asked Kelly. Shane thought for a while, and then nodded enthusiastically.
"Okay!" exclaimed Shane, clapping his hands together happily.
"You spoil him, Kelly," muttered Jason.
Kelly placed her hands on her hips and said, "I do not!"
"Yes you do," I said. Kelly turned to glare at me, and I smirked back at her.
"Okay," said Shane, wanting to get back into the center of attention. "Can we go out and eat dinner now? I'm starving."
"Yeah, Nate and Kelly can go to Nothing But Noodles, and Shane, you and me can go to Pizza Hut," said Jason, who obviously knew that I liked Kelly. I almost laughed at his pathetic attempt to get us alone.
"Why do we have to go separately?" asked Kelly, tilting her head confusedly in that adorable way of hers. Wait a minute, what am I thinking?
"Yeah," intervened Shane "I want to go to Nothing But Noodles too." I wanted to strangle Shane and then kill him. How could he be so clueless?
"Shane, shut-up," said Jason.
"Guys, let's not argue," said Kelly. "We can all go to one place."
Kelly's POV
I was majorly confused. It seemed to me that Jason was trying to set me up with Nate. Like that was ever going to happen. Why would Nate want to go on a date with me? The more crucial question was, do I want to go on a date with Nate?
I seriously didn't know. I didn't understand how I felt towards Nate. He was so hard to figure out. He was like a puzzle; I needed to piece him together.
I was now in the back-seat of Jason's car, next to Nate. He was talking to Shane about something. I didn't really know what. I wasn't paying attention.
"Hey, Kell?" asked Nate softly. I turned to face him. "What do you want to do?" he asked.
I had no idea what he was talking about. "Sorry?"
"Well, Shane doesn't want to go inside the restaurant because he thinks his hair is messy. So do you mind if we get take-out?" asked Nate, shooting an annoyed glance at Shane, who shrugged and pointed to his "messy" hair. It didn't look messy to me. It was pin-straight.
"I don't have a problem," I said, smiling at Nate, who blushed for some reason.
We ordered our food, and Jason parked the car in the parking lot so that we could eat. It took a lot of persuasion on my part to convince Jason to let us eat in his car. He, like most guys, was freakishly obsessed with keeping his car spotless. As we were all starving, and didn't want to go back home to eat, Jason finally agreed.
"You'd better not spill anything, Shane," said Jason.
"I'm not going to," said Shane, dribbling sauce down his chin. Jason gaped in horror, and I could feel an explosion coming, so I quickly tried to change the subject.
"So, Nate, do you like trout cake?" I almost slapped myself on the head; that was the worst conversation starter ever.
"Oh, yeah!" said Nate, catching on. "I absolutely love it! When there's chocolate frosting on top, it's like heaven."
"Ewww..." said Shane, crinkling up his nose in disgust. Jason wasn't buying it.
"Don't try to change the subject. You spill food in my car, you pay!" With that, he lunged at Shane. Food started to fly everywhere as Shane gave out a high-pitched scream.
"STOP IT!" yelled Nate, but the two of didn't pay attention. Nate looked at me in horror. They were fighting over something that hadn't even happened. It would be funny if I weren't so afraid that either Shane or Jason might get hurt.
Nate and I reached forward, and wrenched Jason and Shane apart. "Let me at him!" yelled Jason, his arms flailing towards Shane, who was cowering away from him.
"No," said Nate simply. "I want you two to say sorry to each other."
Shane and Jason looked as if that would never happen, but after getting a stern look from Nate, they both mumbled, "Sorry."
I shrugged at Nate; that was the best we would ever get out of the two of them.
"You know what sucks?" asked Shane. We all looked at him. "I never got to finish my Basil Pesto."
I couldn't help it; I started to laugh. Nate joined in after a few moments. Then Jason started to laugh too, and even Shane laughed after a while. We were all sitting in Jason's car, laughing our heads off, and having a great time.
Well, did you like it? I know it's just a filler, but I felt like I needed to put it in because it shows how Nate and Kelly feel about each other. It also shows how strong Kelly's and Connect Three's friendship really is. The next chapter will be more interesting, I promise.
Let's see... I'll post the next chapter if I get at least five reviews on this one. Come on, that's not too hard! I know a lot of people are reading this story, but are just not reviewing. So review fast, and you'll get the next chapter fast!
