Chapter 5: There's Always A First
By: WoopWoop87
The tension between Guy and Peter still hadn't gone
away, they were opposites and they couldn't change that. Guy managed
to avoid him however whenever necessary in order to avoid trouble.
The season ended like every other, big lose and that carried onto the season
after. The team was so used to losing by now that they never thought
of winning or what that felt like. They didn't expect to win and
neither did anybody else, they were just there to stay out of trouble at
this point.
Now being in fifth grade the gang felt older and
mature. It was their last year in the elementary school and they
'ruled' the school. The lake had just frozen over that mid-winter
day and a crisp snowfall had occurred that night canceling school for the
day. Guy put on his favorite hat and grabbed his skates as he walked out
the door. "Where are you going Sweetie?" His mom yelled to him out the
window.
"I'm going down to the lake with some friends," Guy responded as he walked along the sidewalk. He wasn't going to the lake with any old friends, in fact there was only one who would be there, Connie. They weren't an item or anything, when your 10 years old not that many people would be dating. Connie was one of his best friends, they could do anything together, play hockey, joke around, but the best part of their friend ship was the fact that they could talk about anything and he wasn't afraid of her making fun of him or telling anybody.
Connie skated along the ice, her long hair flowing behind her as she whirled around falling every so often. "Having fun yet?" Guy asked as she wiped so frost off of her pants.
"I was worried you wouldn't show up," she said skating over to him.
"Why wouldn't I?" He said sitting down on a log by the ice.
She shrugged as she sat down next to him. "So what do ya wanna do?"
"I dunno we could talk, skate anything." He said pulling a skate over his foot.
"I think we should practice," she decided.
"That would be a good idea but I left my stick at home."
"No, not hockey. You trust me right?" Guy nodded, "and I know that you are very mature," he then smiled, "and well we're almost to the sixth grade, that means people will be having boyfriends and they'll be dating and what happens if they want to kiss us? We don't want it to be our first time with someone that we don't know the best."
"So you want to practice kissing with me?" Guy asked, he couldn't help but smile at this suggestion.
"Yeah, we can critique each other until we have it perfect," Connie said, she was actually serious.
"Well okay," Guy shrugged. He couldn't deny the fact that he had a crush on Connie and he was almost sure that she liked him back. "So what kind of kiss are we talking about?"
"Like on TV," she replied, "haven't you ever seen a soap opera?"
"I dunno? My dad watches this thing really late at night when he thinks no one's watching him that involves kissing, but it also has moans and saying like, 'ride my like a pony!" He impersenated as they cracked up with laughter.
"Let's go with something simple," She began, "Okay, first we have to get into a romantic like embrace," Connie said inching towards him.
"What kind of embrace is that, arms around neck, holding hands, hands on face?"
"It's all about the setting, sitting down next to each other is probably a hand on the face."
"Alright," he said clasping her face tightly between his hands forcing a fish face on her. "Is that good?"
"Yeah, if you want to die single!" Connie mumbled. "You have to be gentle, you softly trail your fingers across my face." He did so but rather hard, "lightly," she whispered.
"Is this where I lean in to kiss you?" Guy asked looking at her awkwardly.
She nodded as she closed her eyes leaning towards him he kept his eyes open as he leaned towards her. "Wait," she said right before their lips touched.
"What?" he asked still not moving from that position.
"You have to close your eyes," Connie said staring at him their eyes a centimeter apart.
"Why?"
"Because it's creepy."
"How would you even know if my eyes were open when yours are closed?" Guy asked sitting back up.
"It's a women thing," she replied also going into neutral position.
"But what if I miss your mouth, or your face completely?"
"I doubt that would happen, Guy. Besides that's what the hand thing is for."
"Ok, let's try this again," Guy said readjusting. He slowly ran his fingers down her cheek and closed his eyes as he leaned in to kiss her.
"OW!" They both exclaimed as their heads bumped together.
"You know that never would have happened if you just let me keep my eyes open!" Guy said rubbing his forehead.
"I see our lesson isn't working out the way I expected," Connie said with a giggle as she rubbed her forehead as well.
"Connie?" Guy said as she looked at him.
"Yeah?" She questioned. He leaned in and gave her
a quick soft kiss on the lips. It was very short and innocent but the expression
on her face showed that it was still magical. "Wow!" Connie sighed and
smiled.
"Is that right?" Guy asked looking all smug.
"It was okay," Connie said, "but next time lose the hat."
"You know it makes me look ruggedly handsome."
"You wish," she said pulling it off his head and skating away.
"Hey that's mine!" He laughed as he skated off after her, "how am I supposed to pick up girls now?"
"You don't need the hat Guy," Connie said finally stopping.
"Really?" Guy asked all excited.
"You need a miracle!"
"Very funny!" He exclaimed as he skated after her. "Should we go home now?" He said looking up at the setting sun.
"Yeah probably," she sighed as she skated directly in front of him. She grabbed his face and gave him an innocent kiss. Guy looked at her dazzlingly. "I had to get my practice in too she joked as she smiled. "Now let's go," she said. He grabbed her hand and they walked hand in home. The now almost couple.
A/N: Yay! My first romantic comedy installment! Woop Woop~