Please don't be annoyed because this oneshot is really short. ⛅

"So Clay, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a walk with me?" 

I blushed. "Sure."

As we walked out, I wrote a few things on my wrist to start up a conversation. 

A slight breeze drifted by, making a few tendrils of Macy's rosy locks come loose.

"So, um... what's your favourite band?" I asked, reading the penned words on my wrist. 

"Well, I like Axes and Clubs." she said. 

"Great. Favourite colour?" 

"Red. Clay, you know that already." she grabbed my wrist. She started laughing. "Clay, why did you feel the need to write stuff on your wrist? Are you scared of me?"

"No, I..." I took a deep breath. "I just felt nervous....because...you're so pretty and nice and I have a really big crush on you..." 

I waited for the blow, for Macy to tell me she actually hated me and had fallen in love with Lance or something. 

But Macy smiled at me. "Oh, Clay. You don't have to try to impress me. I like you just the way you are. And the truth is..... I like you too."

She hugged me. And....I kissed her.

Some guy from the opposite street wolf-whistled.