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Slitherclaw 
At this point I realized I was just a bit lazy. Or scared. Or…something, I dunno. I wanted to say something, to do something. But it just wasn’t…I don’t know. I’ve done it plenty of times before. Meet a pretty girl during rehearsal, invite for coffee after school. It was as simple as that.
However, this wasn’t so simple. One, she didn’t drink coffee. And two, well, it just didn’t seem right. I don’t know why. I felt like I should…do something fantastic, wonderful, and bizarre. But…I had no idea what that was. Or how I could feasibly pull it off.
And then I looked back into her. Into her eyes, her nose, her lips, her cheeks, her hair. I let it all in. I sighed. It was a very Un-“Ew. Brits. Sigh” type of sigh. More like a “This-Is-Awesome” type of sigh. I guess. I remembered what had happened last time and I didn’t want that to happen again.
But…this time felt different.
Maybe I should take it slower though, just in case. Our pinkies touched, making me shiver just a little. Almost like when you touch an electric fence. A nice electric fence. A pretty electric fence. …Okay, toss that. An electric shoe.
Ha! Get it? Electric shoe? Cinderella! I grinned at my pun a chuckled a bit. And moved my hand over another half an inch.
It was around this point that she realized she had no idea what she was doing, what cam next...or what came first, as neither had made any first moves. This wasn't going to be simple; it was going to be complicated, really complicated. She didn't know why, it was just a feeling.
He was sitting so close; she could easily make the first move, make something happen between them, or at least take a step in the right direction, so he could finish it. But this, it wasn't like other relationships. It wasn't easy to navigate or plan. She couldn't just take one step in a certain direction and end up in the right spot...with him, she could end up somewhere entirely different than planned.
She had looked away from him, briefly, without realizing, and was simply staring at their pinky fingers, just barely touching. When she looked back up at him, he was looking at her. She gave him a soft smile, noticing him noticing her. She wanted to memorize every piece of him; his eyes, his lips, his nose, every hair on his head. Everything. She sighed, content.
The feeling that went through her from his slightest touch was electrifying. It was like getting hit with a stunning spell, but it was a good kind of stun. She didn't even know how to describe it.
She could feel him move his pinky over ever so slightly, but that faint touch still wasn't enough for her. She felt selfish, but that little touch just made her want more. But she didn't want to ruin this moment. Then again...this wasn't like the last time. Something was different about it.
Adelyn grinned at him, and moved her pinky, locking it with his; like a muggle pinky-swear. Then she looked at him with her bright brown eyes, almost asking if it was alright.