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Author's note: Yes, I think Linderman and Shelley would make a cute couple. Plus, I've always been fond of the cute "oddball" girl in the high school movies.
He had no idea what he was doing.
She giggled quietly but quickly sobered up when she saw him frown.
"I'm not making fun of you," she insisted as she placed her hands on each side of his face and pulled his head down some. He was a hulking figure, easily the most intimidating looking student in the entire school, and there was no way for her to meet him unless she took control of the situation. "I just wanna help you relax because… Well… I'm nervous too."
"... That so…?" He licked his dry lips and looked into her gentle eyes. "I thought you've might've already done something like this before."
"Shoot, I'm no expert or anything." She shrugged indifferently. "Sure, I've been on maybe a couple of dates but nothing major." She paused, then admitted, "To tell you the truth, I've been waiting for this for a long time."
He seemed to relax in her grasp as he ever so slowly lifted his hands and placed them on her hips, drawing her close to him. "Guess I should be honored, then," he remarked with a little uncertainly.
"That's right!" she replied with an extra bounce in her movement. "One day, you're gonna come up to me and say, 'Shelley, darling, you were right! You are always-'"
His lips claimed hers in a brief but tender kiss. He then pulled away and she dropped her hands from his face. He gazed silently at her, waiting for her to say or do something. But she could only stand there in a daze, her cheeks scarlet red.
"Was that okay?" he asked her after a stretch of silence, trying to hold back a grin. He knew he must have done something right.
Regaining her senses, she closed the gap between them once and replied, "Ricky, that was just fine. Now kiss me again."