A.N.
Sorry I took awhile to update, though I'm no going to bore you with excuses. The chapter is finally up! YaY~ So constructive criticism is always appreciated so I know what I need to fix, or how I can improve future writing. Thank you!
"Focus… focus…" I repeated silently attempting to hold the ginger bread together for as long as I could before I let it go. I could feel my hands aching to move away from this position, but I did my best to ignore it. This was the fourth time I've had to hold this same piece of ginger bread only for it to break apart. When I felt that I should try to let go, I hesitantly took pressure away from my fingers, until they were barely touching the hard gingerbread on the unbelievably smooth "roof". When nothing happened I removed them entirely, making sure to keep my hands close in case it decides to tumble. I held them there for a solid thirty seconds, when nothing happened I removed them entirely, setting them down against the table as I watched for any sign of movement with more anxiety than I have ever had to experience. When nothing happened I finally allowed myself to relax, letting out the breath I didn't know I had.
I stared happily at the now standing gingerbread house, thinking about how great it was that no one knows about how many times I've wanted to destroy it, but I'd say it was worth it seeing the tiny little house standing. I could tell that I was probably smiling stupidly happy, but at the moment I didn't care, I'd spent who knows how long trying to get the thing to stay standing.
"Now where's that frosting…" I said to myself, not forgetting about how bland it is as I began rummaging through the box.
Today is the last day before break, as in it's Friday afternoon, and I'm still at school. I missed the bus because of a cheesed up robot from undoubtedly McFist, which is really wonk because I would usually walk home but it's also honkin' cold and my parents can't pick me up until they get out of work… Which is three hours after school, at least. After spending who knows how long in boredom, I got desperate enough to go and try to run home, but that didn't really work and ended up in a nearby store, that was maybe down the street from the school. The store owners didn't want me loitering, whatever that means, so I bought a gingerbread house kit thinking "Well at least I can do something that might actually be fun while I wait for Mom and Dad". But no, it's not fun, just really stressful until you get the wonk bread pieces standing!
"Well at least I got that part over with." I said looking proudly at my creation. After getting the other candy decorations from the box I went back to the table and promptly eyed the tiny house with suspicion as if waiting for it to fall apart as soon as I wasn't expecting it. When nothing happened I shrugged grabbing the bagged frosting, my hand on the end of the bag so it wouldn't spill, like I've learned a little while ago when attempting to use it like glue. I leaned toward what is the roof and was focusing on not squeezing too hard.
"What are you doing?" I heard out of nowhere and since I was so focused on the task at hand that it had scared me more than I was willing to admit, causing me to fall out of my chair in the process, though the one thought that I could clearly register during this time was don't squeeze the frosting. So because of it I used my own body to cushion the fall making it my priority to save the only sack of frosting I had. Though that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
While on the floor I heard footsteps approaching rapidly, I looked up to meet gorgeous ice blue eyes looking down at me with concern.
"Randy are you okay?" Asked Blue Eyes, I nodded dumbly mesmerized by the familiar beauty of them. It wasn't until I let my eyes roam that I finally realized that I was looking at black hair and somewhat pale skin that belongs to Danny Fenton. I felt my mind draw a blank allowing myself a moment to comprehend what was happening. I realized something however, I fell in front of Danny Fenton. Holding a bag of frosting… I immediately sat up, feeling my face flush rapidly as I remember myself calling his eyes gorgeous. At this point my only concern was to hide the blush creeping up my face.
"Are you okay?!" Danny asked once again concern still ever present on his features. I nodded.
"Yep I'm good. You?" I said awkwardly trying to seem comical, one of my attempts at trying to get him to not notice my embarrassment. He sighed in relief, sparing me an apologetic smile.
"Well that's good," Danny paused "and sorry about scaring you, I should have knocked." He said awkwardly looking away, and had I not been trying to force my blood to dissipate from my own face, I would have noticed the pink tint forming in his cheeks.
"Uh yeah no problem, didn't even hurt." I responded casually, knowing that the last part was a lie. I'm sure I'll be fine by morning I thought. He stared at me furrowing his eyebrows, but seemingly accepted my response, as he offered me a hand which I gladly accepted, allowing myself to be pulled up.
I've known Danny for a while now, ever since he transferred in from his other school we sort of just hit it off, and lets just say that I wouldn't mind being a little more than just a friend… It took me a while to figure it out too since I didn't really know I swung that way to begin with, but it was different than my crush on Theresa. I can actually talk to him in a way that I've never been able to with her, although we bring up really weird topics from time to time we can still keep talking like it was the most natural thing in the world and it usually ends with me saying more than I realize. Though thankfully, I haven't said anything about me being the ninja, but I have almost slipped a few times. Though it was weird to me that I could feel so comfortable with someone that wasn't Howard.
Besides it's not like I could start something with him even if I wanted to, I don't even know if he would even be interested since he told me about his ex girlfriend from back at his old school. Not to mention all of the girls that look at him in a more friendly way… and I don't even know if he goes that way. So yeah, strictly friends.
"Thanks". I said with a smile, he smiled back, although not as big.
"Randy it's been an hour since school ended, why are you still here?" He asked more curious than shocked. I smiled sheepishly.
"I missed the bus... and since it's wonking cold and my parents can't pick my up until later, I got a gingerbread house kit- thing to fight my boredom." I said pointing to the tiny edible house. Danny just stared between me and the gingerbread before smiling at me.
"Is that why you're still holding a bag of frosting?" He asked smiling humorously. I was about to deny, until I noticed that I could feel something in my arm, and just as he'd said there was a bag of white frosting being held by my left arm. I had forgotten it was there, and now I regret it, since due to my lack of maintenance there was now frosting staining my jacket.
"No! I really like this jacket." I exclaimed somewhat carelessly handing the frosting to Danny to whom now had an extremely amused look on his face as I try to get it out with my hands. By the time I was done there was a spot on my jacket where the frosting once was, that was noticeably a lighter shade than the rest of the jacket. I frowned at that.
"Well I guess I could have my Mom wash it out later." I mumbled, mostly to myself before facing Danny who still had a look of amusement. I stared at him pouting slightly. He laughed, causing my attempt at an angry face to deepen as I did my best to not try to laugh either, no matter how hard it was to keep my lips from twitching upward, but as Danny continued laughing I finally realized how contagious his laugh was, and when I couldn't fight it any more and laughed along with him.
"Do you want any help?" He asked when the laughter finally died down.
"Go ahead." I said preferring to talk to Danny rather than a couple of gingerbread men.
"Okay. So what were you doing?" He asked attention now to the gingerbread men.
"Decorating." I stated simply.
"No offense but you're not doing too good of a job." Danny said sarcastically, undoubtedly hiding a smirk.
"I didn't even start yet!" I exclaimed. Danny replied with a simple "oh" causing me to huff slightly.
"You should try building one and then we'll see how that goes." I said in a daring manner.
"Well then maybe I will." Danny turning away from whatever candy he was looking at to face me.
"Yeah, well good luck with that, they're harder to build than they look." I said crossing my arms. He looked at me questioningly.
"I doubt that, I mean they are just cookies right? How difficult can it be to stick them together." He doubted. I laughed internally, imagining him struggling the way I had.
"Well maybe harder for others, but I didn't use a hot glue gun." I stated as a matter of fact smiling proudly at my accomplishment.
"Okay…?" Danny said probably thinking that there was no difference. "Maybe we should just decorate it before we end buying another one just so I can build it myself." Danny said, and I agreed immediately. I like my pocket money.
While the we decorated it chatted Idly about how the week went. Danny told me about why he was still here, saying that he was late to a lot of classes this week and got detention, though when I asked why he suddenly got quiet, before changing the subject. I also got to tell what I think I'd be doing during break and made plans to meet up a few times. Our hands brushed a few times when we tried grabbing some of the candies, though we moved almost immediately, but there were some instances where they lingered there for a longer time than usual. Which made me question for a moment if maybe there was chance for us to be a pair. I felt a brand new surge of hope unraveling from within me and even tried to act on it, getting Danny's attention but at the last minute, I felt that spark of burnout as doubt rushed into my mind and instead said something about a movie.
"Well I guess we did it." Danny said, pushing me out of my train of thought and looked at toward whatever he was looking at and was able to piece together what he'd just said.
"Yeah we did huh" I said happily looking at the randomly decorated house sitting on the table.
"Well… sort of." He said rather sheepishly, though he only does that whenever he's not trying to be mean. Though I don't really get what's so bad, sure there's more frosting one side than the other because we ran out, and sure there's no form of symmetry whatsoever, but it looks fine to me.
"What do you mean it's wonkin' adorable." I said looking once again at the little structure. I heard Danny chuckle slightly from beside me.
"I guess it is kind of cute." Danny stated timidly, I took a glance at him and saw that he was looking in my direction, though as soon as he saw that I was looking, he immediately looked away, almost embarrassed, turning an interesting shade of pink.
"Sorry." He mumbled, I was about to respond until he looked at me once more, looking at my face. I was confused as to where he was directing his gaze until he continued. "You have frosting on your face." He said pointing to somewhere near my lips, I immediately felt my hands automatically move toward my face.
"Where?" I asked, I felt something grab my shirt.
"Here." Danny said, and before I could react I felt his lips press his lips against mine. at this point my mind wasn't capable of comprehending anything as an unfamiliar warmth surrounded me and fogged up my thoughts. Until only a single thought ran through my head. Danny is kissing me. My heart was racing a thousand miles an hour, time seeming to slowing down and I was sure that my face was probably a deep crimson by now. By the time Danny tore apart I could see that he was also blushing profusely, clearly avoiding eye contact, we stood there in silence since I couldn't bring myself to say anything not knowing what to say, my mind still so trying to digest the last few moments that had just occurred as I felt my hands reach up to touch my lips. However as the silence continued the more conflicted Danny seemed to be, twitching and moving around nervously until it looked like he could no longer handle the situation.
"Sorry…" Danny said quickly before attempting to dash away until I instinctively grabbed his arm he paused looking embarrassed and any other day I would have thought he looked adorable but right now, I wasn't worried about that and before my mind would tell me otherwise I pulled him into another kiss. He seemed shocked at first as I felt him tense, and for a moment I was worried he would pull away. However when I felt his muscles relax, he deepened the kiss as I felt his arms wrap around me, as I did the same to him. It was only until I needed air that I pulled away.
"Air.." I said softly, pulling away though not entirely so we could stay in our current positions. He laughed lightly, pink staining his cheeks. I could only imagine how I looked at the moment since I could feel my face burn. We stayed in comfortable silence, embracing the others company.
"So… are we um, well you know…" Danny said breaking the silence, avoiding my gaze. Though I don't think he had much to worry about since I couldn't break my gaze away from the walls and the floors.
"Yeah… I guess so." I replied feeling a broad smile creep up my face.
"Oh. Well… that's cool." He said and I had a suppress a snort. It was pretty bruce about how ridiculously happy I felt at this very moment, turns out I had a chance this entire time I thought happily.
"So you want to meet up later this week?" I asked not entirely sure if I should use the word "date". I heard Danny laugh as we looked at each other once again.
"How's Tuesday?" Danny responded and I smiled nodding my head. I wonder how he'l react when I tell him that was my first kiss. I thought silently.
