"Chase! Get ready!"

Huh? Oh right.

We were on a mission, and I almost lost track of time. Chickaletta somehow has gotten on top of city hall. Again. And it was up to me to save her. Sigh.

An exasperated Goodway frantically waved her arms. "Don't be scared, Chickaletta! I'm coming!"

Chickaletta clucked once, and started pecking the turquoise roof of Adventure Bay's city hall. How did she even get up there?

"Chase! Your net!"

I respond instinctively and launch my net. The purse chicken slowly flapped her way down, safely landing on my net.

"Thank you Ryder and the Paw Patrol! You saved my precious chicken!" said Mayor Goodway joyfully as she gave an ear of corn to the source of all trouble in Adventure Bay. I really hate that chicken.

"No problem mayor, whenever you're in trouble, just yelp for help!" smiled Ryder in reply.

The end?

Wrong. That was just the beginning. The beginning of my love story with Skye.
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Back at the lookout, I decide to get some rest. I head over to my police car pup-house hybrid, and lie down on my stomach, leaving the door open to watch the other pups play and to let some air purify the inside of my house.

I take a glance outside. Everyone was doing their own thing. Skye was sleeping, Rubble was eating, Skye was sleeping, Rocky and Zuma were playing tag, Marshall was swinging on the oak tree, and Skye was sleeping.

Did I mention that Skye was sleeping? Oh, she looks so cute when she's asleep. She always curls up in this sort of ball, perfectly rounded, and her ears are slightly perked-

"Chase, what are you doing in Skye's pup-house?" pointed out Rocky.

I jumped in surprise. "Uh, nothing, I was just about to leave anyway."

Rocky nudged me. "Ooh, somebody has a crush on Skye!"

Rocky and I have been best friends for ages. We've always been playing together, sleeping together, and we've never kept any secrets from each other. Until now.

"Shh, keep it down!" I whispered, slightly annoyed.

Rocky giggled. "Hey, don't worry, your secret's safe with me." He gave me a smilk, a combination of a smile and a smirk. It's a strange thing only he does. I roll my eyes and he walks away.

I gasp. I can't believe it. I actually like Skye. Up to now, I thought that we were only friends, but now I feel something more. But what if she doesn't like me back? What if she thinks I'm weird? Endless negative possibilities race through ny mind at the speed of light at the thought of Skye. I start to feel super heavy and anxious.

My pup tag lit up. "Paw Patrol, to the lookout!" I shake my head and race towards the lookout, still having doubt seeds planted in my mind.

(A/N That's the end of chapter one! Hope you enjoyed! This is my first romance novel, so feedback is greatly appreciated. Thank you!)