Matthew POV

I check my bag. Warheads? Check. Little square cute sandwiches that Blair requested? Check. A mouth spray? Whoops, forgot about that one.

Blair POV

"Thanks Debbie!" I call.

"Send me a picture of you and your friend doing homework. Or one of those times lapse videos. I will be here at 2."

"Okay! Bye!" I turn around and practically run into the grassy fields.

"Blair?!"

I sigh and slowly turn my head back.

"Yes Ms. Debbie?"

"No phone. Come back here and give me your phone."

"But what if I-"

"Give. It. Now!"

"Yes, Debbie."

I carefully hand her my phone. I flinch when she grabs it from my hands. She puts on a fake smile so I do too.

Once she's gone I run into the grass and smile as I lay down the red and white designed blanket. It's the perfect picnic blanket, and all I have to do is wait for Matthew.

Matthew POV

I see her long flowy blonde hair before I see her big smile. I start to walk faster with every wave she sends me.

"Matthew!" she calls.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

I get to the edge of the blanket when she stops me with a funny look.

"What?" I question her with a smile on my lips.

"Take your shoes off first. I thought you knew that."

I chuckle and slide off my big brown laced hiking boots. They're dirty from the walk over here, and all the camping I've done in the last year.

I step onto the soft crunchy blanket and sit where Blair's hand patted. This is perfect. Life is great.

Blair POV

"Sandwiches?" I eagerly ask. I've been waiting all week for these delicious things.

His eyes twinkle and I start to giggle as he pulls out the little baggies.

"I'd thought you would want the Warheads first."

I giggle even more and I feel my cheeks get warm. I've dreamt about our kiss since the moment it stopped. His lips on mine, the tangy sour taste, and most of all, how it wasn't perfect. But nothing is perfect, and I couldn't have wished for a better first kiss.

"Well, maybe we could have a candy or two before we eat," I say slowly.

He grins and snatches the candy quicker than I thought possible. He's already popping a yellow one in his mouth before I could even react.

"Green?" he asks, mouth full and his lips starting to pucker.

I giggle, plop the sour candy into my mouth, sigh, and close my eyes. His non-perfect lips and are on mine and my brain looses all thoughts. I kiss him back and wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls back and looks at me, with pure admiration in his eyes and smile.

Matthew POV

After a few, sour kisses later, I start to unwrap the 'cute square sandwiches'. Blair practically claws them from my hands, sure to thank me a thousand times. I smile sadly, knowing this is probably the best meal she's ever eaten.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" she cries and kisses me with a hint of egg salad in her mouth.

I place a wide grin across my face and slowly eat my own egg salad sandwich. There not the best, but there could definitely be a worse option. I, personally, like tuna better, but today all I could think about was Blair.

"Your welcome your welcome your welcome! Glad to be of service."

She giggles, and seeing her smile tells me all I need to know.

Blair POV

"You don't know how to braid hair?!"

"No... should I?"

"Well, speaking you have five sisters, I would assume so."

He chuckles, and I smile as he attempts to do his own version of a braid. I stop him, and turn so we are side by side.

"Okay, so I'll take a small strand to start. You split it into three pieces, and-" I continue to explain, but I can tell he is only looking at my eyes in awe.

"Matthew!" I saw his arm and he turns back to focus.

"No, it's okay, I got it. Let me try."

He looks down, intently at my hair and turns all business. It almost looks like he's sweating, just to get this braid right. He finally finishes, like ten minutes later. I tilt my head back to laugh, when Matthew leans back with me. I don't laugh, and give him a questioning look. I glance down at the braid and realize some of his hair got stuck in the attempted hairdo. I laugh and he chuckles.

"Now we are braided together as one," I joke.

Matthew gives me a serious stare, and leans in. His lips brush my own, and I know this is a moment we will never forget.