a/n: I absolutely love Trindsay! So, to show my appreciation for this couple here's another one-shot.

enjoy, and review!

disclaimer: i do not own any of the total drama franchise.

"Isn't it nice that Doug and Catalina got this food for everyone, Trent?" Lindsay asked before shoving a chocolate chip cookie in her mouth.

I just nodded and laughed to myself. She always got everybody's names wrong, but she always seemed to get mine right. I picked up the second to last cookie on the plate.

"So Trent, Why aren't sitting with Greta? You like her right?" Lindsay mumbled through a mouthful of cookie.

I glanced over at Gwen; she was sitting with her "girlfriends" Bridgette and LeShawna. I glanced back at Lindsay as she was awaiting my answer. Sighing, I replied," Yeah, but in a different way."

The blonde in front of me became curious," What do you mean?"

I took in a deep breath, and began to toy with a string hanging off of my shoe," She's my friend, and she's cute and everything, but I like another girl."

"Oh, I gotcha!" Lindsay exclaimed while giving me an over-exaggerated wink. I laughed, she giggled.

Her giggle was so cute, light, and airy; like a little girl's.

I reached out for the last cookie, she did too. And, we had the quick awkward moment of our hands touching.

I hesitantly pulled my hand back,"Linds, You can have the last one." I looked up at her face, and she had a slight blush painted across her cheeks.

Bashfully she pushed the plate towards me, "You reached for it first Trent, you can have it."

I reached for the cookie and split it in half, "Here you can have the bigger half."

She took the half out of my hand. She thanked me and ate the half of the cookie in one huge bite.

We sat in silence for awhile before Owen asked us about his suspected" Jungle Rot". Disgusted, Lindsay ran out of the cabin in a huff, and to the Gopher cabin porch.

I went after her.

Why? Why was I going after her? I could've stayed; there were tons of people I could to talk to in there. Owen, Geoff, Duncan, or even Gwen.

But, I guess Lindsay was the only one I wanted to talk to. She was just so easy to talk to, a great listener.

When I reached the cabin, I saw her sitting on the steps, her legs pulled up to her chest. I sat next to her.

"You okay?" I asked while lightly placing my hand on her shoulder. She quickly tensed up, and she relaxed.

She turned toward me, "Oh yeah! I just don't like looking at people's feet," she let out an uncomfortable laugh and muttered," especially my own."

I laughed," There's nothing wrong with your feet."

She gave me an annoyed look," You haven't seen 'em." I smirked.

"Well, let me see them." I said while pulling at her cowboy boots.

She began to giggle and playfully resist, "Trent, no! Stop!"

I pulled one boot off successfully, and I saw Lindsay's foot.

Now, the way she was talking about her feet I was expecting a huge, calloused, bunion covered, mess of a foot. But her feet were fine, they were a little large for her height, but they couldn't be bigger than I size nine, and her toes were perfectly painted with red nail polish.

"See Trent, I told you they were ugly!" She crossed her arms, and scrunched up her nose. I smiled at her.

"Lindsay, you have adorable, bubbly toes." I said quoting the Jack Johnson song. I then began to slightly tickle the bottoms of her feet causing her to go into another one of her giggling fits.

"Trent, stop! I may pee on myself!" Lindsay wailed. I stopped not wanting the blonde to urinate on herself.

Lindsay finally calmed down some, and we sat in silence for a few minutes. I began to gaze at Lindsay out of the corner of my eye.

I wish, she wasn't taken, because I would be all over her. She's such a free spirit; whenever I talk to her she makes me feel like we are the only people in the world. I've never had that feeling, not with the girls back home, or Gwen. I love that feeling.

Breaking the comfortable silence, Lindsay asked me a perplexing question. "Trent what don't you like about yourself?"

Wow, I have never thought about that. I mean, I liked myself; but, I guess everyone has that one thing that they don't like about themselves. Hmm… I couldn't think of anything but…

"My chin, I hate this little cleft in my chin." I said while rubbing my chin, and the slight stubble that was there. Note to self, shave.

Lindsay smirked," Trent, there is absolutely nothing wrong with your chin." She grasped my chin in her soft, manicured hands.

She gave me a soft smile, and began to caress my chin. And like something out of a movie, she began to slowly tilt her head to the right. In a movie fashion, I did the same, and suddenly our lips met and it was…

"Lindsiot! What are you doing?"

"Trent, how could you?"

a/n: okay, i lied. it's a two-shot! i hope you guys liked this! Review!

and if i get five reviews, the second part will be posted later on today or early tomorrow. i got an idea also, the next one shot will be based on the song "Trouble" by Never Shout Never.

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