Lazy Hunting (Dancininthedark, Jet)

I laugh quietly and turn my face towards his, our eyes meet and I wonder if the same metal butterflies clanking around in my stomach are clanking around in his. I search his face for something to go on, something to ask, but can find nothing. Again, I find myself answering the question that first pops into my head.
"Why did you miss that deer?" I am asking stupid pointless questions, to delay what I can feel coming, what I am sure will happen and what I hope will happen. I stall and twirl my fingers along Nick's arm. I avoid his eyes and stare intensley at his chest, and then at my fingers manuevering and tracing, and then back again. I know logically the silence I feel bearing down on me is probably not as bad as I think it is, but it still makes me nervous, waiting for his reply.

I smiled and then screwed up my face, thinking of my own stupid explanation. Without really knowing it, my hand works it's way into Nick's. I glance down, mildly surprised and then smile shyly at Nick.
"Sorry," I say, my voice barely more than a whisper, not that it has to be any louder, with how close we are. I bite my lip and study Nick's face.
"Um...how are you?" I ask, still stalling.

I blush and glance down, smiling in spite of myself. It's so odd, I am usually never like this, shy and nervous.
"I'm happy too, in fact I think you could even qualify this as estatic," I say, still tracing patterns on Nick's arm. I am silent for a second and then I chuckle, and stare into Nick's eyes.
"I can't think of any more questions."

Jet overhears the two and decides that it'll be too explicit for her ears very soon. She doesn't want to go home yet, so she goes to find a large tree, sits down underneath it, and drifts off to sleep...

"I want to..."

"I want to what?" he kept thinking to himself. What did she want to do? What did she want to do...? She was an odd girl, and he was really curious about what was running through her mind. "Come on brain, read her thoughts!? Do something!" he thought to himself. Though, looking into her eyes calmed himself down for some reason. He didn't want to make a wrong move, without knowing what she would do. She hit hard. Kiss her. Black eye. It was simple. Oh well, Nick guessed he would have to wait until she finished her sentence, before he would do anything.

"I want to...?" he asked her to finish her sentence.

"...kiss you,"

Thank god she looked down, because his eyes widened in surprise. Damn't, he could've done it before she started asking questions... Oh well... What's done is done, right? He quickly returned to his "normal" self, and thought about what he could do. After a few seconds of thinking, he thought, "Stupid! She just said what she wanted you to do!"

He felt stupid, but that hopefully would change. He then stopped holding on to her with both of his arms, and switched it so that only left arm was wrapped around her waist. With his right hand, he very lightly pushed up her chin, so that he could look into her eyes.

"I don't know about you, but..." he said quietly, because he didn't want Jet to hear, "I think Jetty over there can predict the future." He thought about what she was singing earlier. Jetty. She gave him a nick name, why couldn't he? Yeah... Jetty. That would annoy her. Anyways, back to the situation, he very lightly started to kiss Daniella on her soft lips, waiting for a black eye. Even though she said she wanted to do this, he was still expecting it for some reason. Some people just change their minds. Oh well, he wouldn't care. Kissing her was worth it.

Jetty. If I weren't so lost in Nick's voice and eyes I would've giggled. As it was I just sort of inhaled sharply. Nick leaned in and I felt time slow down, and my heart raced. His lips brushed mine and the rest of the world sank away. My hands slowly traced their way up his arms, and my fingertip brushed his hairline. My heart was just begining to calm down when Jets voice sliced through my thoughts.
"GET A ROOM!" I jumped backwards, almost falling off of Nick's lap and the tree. I glanced down at Jet, trying to decide whether to be sheepish or angry. She rolled her eyes, smiling and rolled back over.
"I'm way to intimidating," she muttered, just loud enough for me to hear with my exceptional hearing. I laughed out loud, then covered my mouth. I glanced at Nick and grinned, shrugging slightly.
"I think Jetty's going crazy," I mock-whisper to him.