"Personally, I think everyone should eat organic food, don't you?" Kendall carried on with his horribly long story about his grandmother's homemade organic macaroni and cheese. He continued walking, with me over his shoulder, while I struggled to get a word in.
"But back to my point. I think you should go on a date with me sometime," he concluded his 17 minute story.
"And, if you do, I'll make you this organic chicken recipe and-"
"KENDALL!" I finally screamed.
"What?" he asked, oblivious.
"I'll go out with you," I exclaimed. "If you put me down!" Kendall grinned like an idiot as he set me down on the sidewalk. I brushed off my skirt and smiled.
"Really?" he asked, blushing like mad.
"I'd love to," I breathed. "Just..never do that again."
"You don't like being carried?" He asked, a hint of teasing in his voice.
"Not when I'm thrown over your shoulder and flashing the entire county," I snapped, tugging at my skirt. Kendall frowned. I hugged him from the side as we continued on our journey to who-knows-where, trying to reassure him.
"Kendall, where are we going?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood with small talk.
"I don't know," he answered. I gave him a confused look. "We never get to go anywhere in this little town. I figured we should just follow the dirt road and see what happens." He shrugged and I followed suit.
I ran towards a tree that had a very inviting branch. I threw my legs over the side and hung upside down. Kendall was quick to cover his eyes with his hands as if he were a little kid.
"Kaycee, NOW you're flashing the whole county," he gasped.
"No," I interjected. "Now I'm just flashing you." I jumped off the branch and stood upwards to face Kendall.
"Can I uncover my eyes now?"
"Yes, Kendall, you can," I teased, forcing his hands off his eyes. I was greeted with his face just inches from mine. I smiled, teeth and all, as he blushed. "You're so cute."
"Am not," Kendall argued, once more like a little kid. He crossed him arms and pouted.
"Are too," I teased. He winked as he snaked his arms around my neck.
"Well, Kaycee, you're absolutely gorgeous."
I blushed as he leaned in, ever so slowly. He paused just as his lips were about to meet mine, as if he were contemplating whether or not he should kiss me.
"Just kiss me," I breathed. He smiled and pressed his lips onto mine cautiously, as if he were afraid to break me. When he pulled back, I could see the faint blush on his cheeks and the idiotic grin on his face.
"Th-thanks," he said.
"You're welcome," I laughed. Kendall rubbed the back of his neck as if he weren't sure what to do next.
"Oh, come on," I urged. "Haven't you ever kissed a girl before?"
"Well, I, uh.." he stumbled on his words.
"You haven't, have you?" I gasped. Kendall's face turned ever redder, if that was possible. "Kendall Schmidt, Mr. High-And-Mighty has never kissed a girl."
"Well, I have now..." he argued. I rolled my eyes.
"You, my friend, just got 20% cuter."
Kendall winked and turned to walk back into town.
"Where are you going?" I asked, jogging to catch up.
"Home," was his only response. I frowned. "If you're just gonna keep making fun of me, I might as well-"
I cut him off by jumping onto him and kissing him once more. My legs swiftly latched themselves around his waist to hold on.
"Alright, I guess we can stay," he said, winking in the process.