Josh was quite happy. . . . He finally got someone to go on dates with him! And that someone, was you. . . . The first date hadn't been all that crazy, simply going to a fast food place with him and talking- He was slightly less insufferable than usual. . . . . And today had been. . . . Eventful, you decided to ask him out again at school, to a simple date, a hangout at your place. . . . . He agreed, a bit to quickly. . . . . Oh, you two's friends were gagged over this. . . . The fat loser FINALLY getting a date! Even if it wasn't a partner just yet. . . . .

He'd walked home with you, happy to go up to your room, sitting with you on the bed as you let him choose the movie, choosing some stupid sci-fi film. . . . . He sat right next to you, sneaking glances at you ever so often, sitting with his legs crisscross, his elbows on his knees as he held his head up an obvious smile on his face. . . . He looked cute but childish- Oh, how had you decided to actually go on DATES with this guy. . . .

You two sat, watching the movie together, Josh getting engrossed in the cheesy film, snorting at funny parts, which you tried to laugh at, even if they weren't funny, at points you leaned against him, but it felt. . . . Awkward- Like it was a bit too early for physical affection, so you chose not to. . . . . As the time went on, it was actually nice, even though he was mumbling complaints about the movie under his breath, insulting the film- . . . .

Josh was mumbling a complaint, a little rant that you didn't have to listen to, but his narrowed eyes flicked to you, only to see you staring intently at him- He went silent, stunned that you were LISTENING to him- Not even the others were that interested, a slight flush came over his face, speaking with a natural edge, a habit of his, to be slightly rude. . . . .

"What're you looking at?-"

That was all he said, it was hard to tell if he was flattered that you were listening, or thinking that you were making fun of him- We'll find that out soon. . . .

Oh gosh, Josh was staring, looking a mix of suspicious and flattered. . . . . What do you do- The choice is yours! . . . .