HA! I knew your parents wouldn't name you "Carz" without reason!!! you have such a pretty name!!!
mine's so boring.
Kathleen Ann S******
(no, my name isn't S******, just blanking out the full thing...)
>>Now, on to stopping WWW (world war will)<<
Anna nearly fainted. Did Will
really just say that, or was it the trick of the moment? Putting on her acting skills, Anna pretended she hadn't heard.
"What?" she said, sounding (purposefully) as though she had spaced out and missed what he said. "Sorry, I didn't catch that," she added, just in case.
"Er, nothing," muttered Will. "Um, well, I hope it's alright, but the place we're eating at is a half-hour walk from here, this is the closest spot the train dropped off at."
"No, no, it's fine," Anna said, giving him her biggest (and best) smile. "It's fine, don't worry."
"Okay, so, shall we get going?"
"Yeah."
They walked in silence, akwardness wrapping around them like a cold blanket. Anna knew Will knew she had heard him. She sub-conciously sighed.
"What?" Will asked. "Are you OK?"
"Hmm? Oh, yes, never better," Anna said. "I'm fine." She rubbed her arms. "It's chilly, that's all."
"Here, I've got a jacket you can borrow," Will offered, tacking it out of his rucky*. He handed her the jacket, and she pulled it on. It was several sizes too big, and was very warm.
Will burst out laughing.
"What?" Anna demanded. "What's so funny?"
"You look
halarious!" Will managed to say through laughing. "It's so big on you!" He put his arm around her and ticked her stomach, where he knew she was most ticklish.
"Ack! Will, stop it!" Anna couldn't hold back her own laughter. Soon, she got out of his hold and ran as fast as she could, calling over her shoulder:
Run, run, as fast as you can,
You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread -
"WHOOPS!" For Will had caught up to her, grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her into the air so she was two heads taller than he, her feet dangling in the air.
"Ha! I guess I just murdered the Gingerbread rhyme, then?" Will said, smiling.
"Oh, put me down!" Anna cried, and then screamed as Will dropped her slightly so her feet were back on the ground.
She looked into his eyes, her hair in her face. His thumb stroked each lock back into place, then tilted her face up...
...their lips met....
*for anyone who doesn't know, a rucky is a bag, like a small backpack.
lol but please post more soon! 
