Young Writers Society

“Let’s see,” Ana looked up at the sky. “Can I have a hairbrush that’ll help me regrow my hair?”
A regular plastic hairbrush appeared in her hand, and in only a few strokes, it was back to its original length; halfway down her back.
“That’s more like it.” She laughed.

“Ah, you like her,” Hamilton grinned and gently nudged Johnny.

Emile giggled.

“Haha! I saw that right when you started blushing!”

Johnny laughed nervously, "Urm, what?" He asked with his best attempt at acting confused.
Dally laughed softly, "Dang, Johnnycake. I didn't think you'd be one to act like that."
"Like what?" His ears turned red at Dally's nickname for him.He gazed at Ana for a moment, "I don't know what you're talkin' bout," he replied as his heart thumped violently. shoot Johnny, why you gotta be that way?

“Mm... nah, I’m sure you do. I’d know that look anywhere,” Emile commented.

Johnny coughed awkwardly and began on his way back to the dining table to finish his burger, looking over his shoulder at the smiling group. some slick moves, Johnny Cade, he thought, wanting to slap himself.

Dally looked at Ana with an odd, wide smile on his face. "Oh boy," He snickered under his breath.

Emile giggled as he watched him. Oh, he was such a sucker for romantic stuff.

Ana stifled a laugh as she watched Emile and Dally heckle Johnny.
She marched over to his seat, planted a kiss on his cheek, and walked off.

Emile gasped and gave a tiny, soft squeal of delight when Ana kissed Johnny. Oh, he shipped it, he shipped it so much.

Johnny's eyes widened as he watched Ana walking towards him. Huh? What the-- before he could finish his thought Ana pecked him on his cheek softly. Before he could respond, she walked off. His mouth hung open, a french fry falling out. Holy. Freakin'. Crap. His eyes got as huge as bowling balls as he touched his cheek which was now burning hot. Oh. My. God. He grinned, completely love crazed now. What the heck just happened? Okay, first I'm brought back from the dead and now-- this? I'm positive I'm dead and I've gone to Heaven. He could barely breathe as his heart felt like it was about to explode.

Emile was bouncing on the balls of his feet at this point. So cute! He was already thinking up ship names, and eventually came up with Anonny.

Johnny got up, his knees wobbling and his hands shaking. "Urp," He began to run, in the direction of where the thought the restrooms were.

Dally laughed, nudging Hamilton, who was now practically his best friend (under Johnny, of course). "Whatcha think 'bout that Hammy?" Dally snickered.

Johnny kept running, his heart racing. My god, I feel like I'm gonna die he thought, panting. where the heck are the bathrooms her-- Before he could finish panicking about where he could find a decent toilet to throw up in he collided into someone. It was Ana. Oh sh--

@Magebird
Alright! Yeah, it sort of got a little out of hand. Sorry about that.