I just finished making after-Christmas cookies w/ my sisters and my godmother. We would've made them before Christmas, but we wanted my godmother to make them w/ us and she couldn't make it over to my house until today. They still taste good, even if we're a bit late.
Disclaimer: Nothing's mine… but I do need to decide what this chappie's gonna be about…
Kel entered Neal's room to study greeted by another round of hearty cheers and boys pounding her and a very red Neal on their backs. She noticed that Cleon was not among them. But she couldn't be disheartened with all of her friends in such good humor. She suddenly found herself jostled up against Neal.
"So it's Kel and Neal now huh?" Seaver commented with a smile, "When did this come about?"
Neal pulled her close and grinned. "I'm not sure," Kel admitted, "I think tonight!"
From the back of the crowd, Faleron started a soft chant, "Kiss her, kiss her!" It grew louder as each of the boys joined in. Then Neal tipped Kel back and gave her a long dramatic kiss like something seen in the theatre. Everyone laughed as they saw Kel's surprised face when she came back up, breathing hard.
"Alright, that's enough," she ordered breathlessly, "if we're going to get any studying done at all this evening, we need to get started."
Reluctantly, books were set out and a small bit of classwork was finished that night before the bell rang, signaling for all the pages to return to their own rooms. Neal walked Kel back to her own room. (A/N: he's so sweet, I LOVE him!) There they simply stood looking at each other in disbelieving bliss, neither one speaking. Finally, Neal pulled her into a tight hug, and she never wanted him to let go. They did eventually part, but not before another quick kiss and whispered "I love you's".
Kel went through washing her face and putting on her nightclothes in a dreamlike trance. She still couldn't believe that Neal loved her. Neal, who wrote poor poetry and fawned over beautiful girls like Uline of Hannalof and Veralidaine Sarrasri. Neal, her handsome and sarcastic best friend whom was always there to back her up. She smiled dreamily as she lay in her bed, unable to fall asleep. She didn't want to fall asleep, because she was half-afraid that if she did, all the wonderful things that had happened would disappear, to remain a glorious dream. But why does Neal love me? She couldn't help wondering, I'm not a radiant beauty, nor am I particularly slender or graceful, I don't giggle. I don't really fit any of the things he always sees in the girls he 'falls in love' with. With a huge yawn, Kel realized she was slowly drifting off and there was nothing she could do about it. But as the Yamani would say, she concluded to herself, If the gods want to bless you, never give them reason not to.
Neal was in a similar state. He found it elating to be loved back after so many years of secretly mooning overfeatherbrained court beauties. It seemedabsurd to him now that he had actually given them a second look after he met Keladry of Mindelan. Kel's more beautiful to me than any of them; I was just blind not to see it. But I'm not so shallow that her beauty is the only reason that I love her. Kel is my good side; she's always there to make sure I don't get in too much trouble, even if I don't do a very good job of returning the favor… She's been there to listen to me mope about my other 'loves', even though I can see that must have been painful for her. She's so much better than I am. I'm too much of a coward to stand up for what's right. Like her 'bully-patrol'. I don't even deserve Kel. I'm an incredibly lucky chap… I've just been an ass not to see it before. I don't know what I'd do if I lost Kel now. As a happy Neal drifted off, he sincerely hoped that he would never have to find out.
Yeah, that chapter was kinda short, and pointless, but a bit fluffy. I'm really sorry alsocuz it seems to me like I've been making everyone more and more out of characterwith each chapter. But on a different note, I've been falling deeper in love with Neal with every passing day… I'm pretty pathetic to be head over heels for a fictional character. I need to go out and find me a Neal of my own—a real one! So if anyone needs me, that's where I will be. While you're waiting, go ahead and review. I will dance if you do, I promise. But I'm not sharing my Neal. So there…