You're So Cool

Pie

We walk out of the movie together. He laughs as I pretend to fight.
"That was great,"he says.
"You think I can punch like him?"
"Ohh totally,"he says sarcastically.
"Well I was wondering do you wanna get some pie?"
"Sure, what's the occasion?", he says.
"I love getting pie and talking about the movie after I just watch it, it's kinda my tradition"
"That sounds great!", he says while smiling.
We walk to the nearest diner. As we walk in "Jailhouse rock by Elvis Presley" is playing.
"Elvis is a god!", he yells.
"He is amazing".
His cheeks are glowing red. We take a sit and he immediately asks me the questions.
"So the real question is you got a fella?", he asks while grinning.
"I don't know".
"Well what kind of stuff do you like?", he asks.
"I don't remember"
"What's your favorite color?", he asks.
"Probably... Black"
"Favorite movie star", he asks.
"Burt Reynolds"
"Turn-ons and Turn-offs?", he asks while laughing.
"Persians"
"In a theater full of people, why did you sit by me?", he asks.
"You looked nice and I wanted to spill popcorn on you"
He laughs.
As soon as we walk out of the diner, he invites to go to a comic store that he works out.
"Close your eyes!", he yells.
As I close my eyes I feel the lights flicker on.
"Open!"
"Woah", I say while looking at the stacks of comics.
"Yeah the job here is pretty fun, I mostly hang out listen to music and read comic books", he says.
"Sounds like fun!"
"Doesn't have the best pay but hey it works!", he says.
I smile.
"So do you wanna see what the first spiderman comic looks like?", he says with gleaming excitement.
"I would love to!"
As he is showing me the comic, I decide to not waste time. I grab his shoulder and look into his bright brown eyes.  He smiles and looks into my eyes. I lean towards him. Our lips touch immediately.