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Bubbles 
Okaaaay.
Get a hold of yourself, Escalante!
Kennedy held his smile, not demonstrating how nervous he was. Sure, he was now a confident young man, but...old habits were hard to kill. He did ease up a bit when Sierra spoke. "It's your nickname?" he asked. "I guess it just sort of came to me, Si," he said, repeating it with a waggle of his eyebrow.
... And to the point.
Why do girls do that? It didn't give him time to rehearse everything he had planned.
It didn't matter though. "Well, I wanted to talk about us," he said, taking several steps in her direction. "You know I like you. I wouldn't go across the country for someone I didn't truly care for, you know," he said, referring to their summer.
Kennedy reached over for Sierra's hand as he took yet another step toward her. "What I'm trying to say is, I want us to be official. Would you like to be my girlfriend, Sierra?" There. No beating around the bush. Straightforward. Confident. And...
If she said no, he'd mostly likely pass out because he legs felt as if they've been hit with the jelly leg jinx.
Suddenly, Sierra found herself looking toward the ground, dreading what was about to come and wishing he'd just hurry up. If he'd come here to tell her things wouldn't work out, then she wished he'd just say it then leave her alone. She didn't want him to see her cry, after all. Sierra Greingoth did
not cry.
At least not in front of people...
"Yeah," she finally said, looking up.
"My dad started it when I was little, and now he and my mom both call me Si. Well, you, too..." She laughed that whole 'girl crushing on guy and getting nervous' laugh.
When he said he wanted to 'talk about us' it just sort of confirmed what Sierra had thought all alone. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and looked down.
"I know," she said, nodding but still looking down.
She looked up when she felt him grab a hold of her hand. It made her feel like he was feeling sorry for her, and she almost jerked her hand away. Almost.
"Kennedy, you don't have to do this if you don't--..." "What?" she asked, her eyes growing wide.
"You're asking if I want to make things official?" That...was completely unexpected, and...she'd built herself up to believe he was calling things off. Seconds passed by when she just looked at him in disbelief. Then finally, she crashed into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Yes, Kennedy," she said.
"I'll be your girlfriend."