*Key’s POV*

“This is amazing!” I exclaimed as she showed me another drawing. I had never seen sketches as good as these. They deserved to be hung up in a gallery; shown to the world.

“Haha, it’s really not,” she giggled, blushing as she did so.

The first time anyone ever meets me, they always say that I am cold and they feel that I hate them. It’s not that I hate them; it’s just that I speak my mind. Being honest is good right? Anyway, with this girl, I didn’t have to force my honesty, she was actually very talented. I kind of liked her too. She was the first one to grab my attention (maybe it was her beautiful red curls)? Anyway, her drawings were amazing, she was totally sweet, and (if I ever did have a reason to) I knew I could never be mean to her.

“Are you kidding me?! This is better than anything I’ve ever seen! Hey, do you think I could use this as a template and actually make an outfit with it?”

She stared at me, hanging open. I smiled, then reached over, pushing up lightly on her jaw to close it. She immediately blushed.

“So, do you really mean it? You really want to make this outfit?” A smile spread across my face as she looked up at me with innocent eyes.

“Yes; I really do,” I answered, resting my hand on top of hers.

*Carolyn’s POV*

When Key put his hand on mine I felt my head start to spin. His touch was so light and gentle. He had the hands of an angel, and when he looked at me with his eyes… Oh those eyes. I knew the butterflies would never stop.

Gosh, he’s just so-

“And this is the kitchen!” Vanessa’s obnoxious, squeaky voice cut off my train of thought as she entered the kitchen where Key and I were, dragging Onew behind her. Oh and when I say dragging, I mean DRAGGING! His feet weren’t even moving. He was literally being pulled by force.

“Isn’t it soooo pretty?! I’m a wicked good cook. I can cook for you tonight if you want. I make wicked good muffins. I can make mini muffins, big muffins, regular muffins-,”

“Will you shut up already?!”

I struggled to hold in my laughter as Vanessa turned to face Key, a wild look on her face.

“Excuseeeeee meeee?!” She did the little snappy “z” thing with her fingers, and I finally lost it; curling over in laughter.

“Oh, don’t you even go there missy! Stay out of it!”

This only made me laugh even harder, sending tears down my cheeks. Key began to giggle as well, then it turned into a full on laugh. Before we knew it we were both rolling on the floor holding our stomachs in pain.

“Wow, you guys are so immaturaaaaa!” She rolled her eyes and stomped out of the room, dragging Onew as she went.

We wiped our tears and looked up just in time to catch one last glimpse of Onew’s face. “HELP ME!” was written all over it. We looked away as quickly as we could, but it was too late; we were dying of laughter yet again. 

So cute! c: http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh8um3qHVM1qhszdso1_500.jpg  So