|What's Your Favorite Color?
Author: Lalalalala321 PM
"What's your favorite color?" "Green." "Really? I thought it would've been white."Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Friendship - Words: 1,112 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 1 - Published: 08-07-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3048533
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If there were three things that everyone in Lincoln high was sure about, it was that Vanessa Andrews was the cutest girl in the school, Chad Snow was the toughest guy in school, and the two of them were completely and utterly in love. They had been for the past couple years.
Chad glanced over at his girlfriend, as she finished up her Chemistry homework. Her brown eyes were narrowed in concentration, with her short wavy brown ponytail falling lightly in her face. She was the cutest thing that he'd ever seen. Not that that was surprising. She was the cutest girl that most anyone had ever seen.
Vanessa had always reminded everyone of a snow fairy. She always seemed happier when it was winter out, and she would constantly wear white. No matter what she was wearing, the majority of it was always white. So, with her almost unbelievable amount of cuteness and the rest of that, of course she'd remind people of a snow fairy.
Although, now that Chad thought about it, he didn't actually know much of anything about his girlfriend. Sure, they'd been going out for the past six months, and had been best friends since way before then, but she never really talked about herself. And when her parents would start, she'd cut them off before they could really get into anything specific. Chad wasn't sure if that meant that she didn't want him to know a lot about her or if she simply found herself uninteresting. Either way, he wasn't too happy about the fact.
He glanced back over at her to see that she was putting her homework back in her bag, signaling that she was done with it. Which meant that it was okay for him to talk, again. He wasn't supposed to make much noise while she was working, otherwise she wouldn't be able to focus.
Which was why the two of them were sitting on a park bench, instead of going to either one of their houses. Vanessa had a ton of brothers and sisters which made it almost impossible for her to study. And they couldn't go to his house because his parents were constantly fighting nowadays. He didn't like going home much, himself. Between home and all the stress he got at school, the only type of escape he could get was moments like this, with Vanessa. And the same went with her. That was probably why they suited each other so much.
"Hey, V?" he asked, as she was zipping up her backpack.
Vanessa glanced up at him, smiling brightly, "Yes, Chad?"
"What's your favorite color?"
Vanessa raised an eyebrow at him, setting her backpack to the side, "Where did this come from?"
Chad shrugged, "I was just wondering. You know my favorite color, I want to know what yours is."
Vanessa glanced over at him for a second, before smirking slightly, "Green."
Chad blinked at her, surprised by her answer. Seeing his expression, Vanessa's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, "What?" she asked.
Chad shook his head, "Nothing. I just always figured your favorite color was white."
Vanessa blinked, "Why?"
Chad shrugged, "Because you always wear white."
Vanessa chuckled, shaking her head, "That's only because everyone kept telling me how great I would look in white when I was little." she ran a few fingers through her hair, "People are weird, if a cute girl doesn't wear things that make her look good they think she's a slob."
Chad chuckled, placing a hand on her shoulder. A sudden breeze blew her ponytail across his face, tickling his nose slightly, as if taunting him with it's sweet scent.
"Hey, you could never look like a slob to me." he smiled, causing the girl to smile back at him. But then he chuckled, and he began to ruffle her hair, "But, seriously. We all thought your favorite color was white, because you also love the winter." he smirked, slightly.
Vanessa shook her head, "Ah, no. I hate the winter." she blanched, "And besides, the snow isn't white. Haven't you ever noticed that it's mainly brown from all the dirt?"
Chad chuckled, "I suppose you're right." then he rested his head in his hand, looking over at her with a smile still plastered on his face, "And what's your favorite food?"
"Deep fat fried Twinkies."
"Really?" Chad raised an eyebrow, "But you always get salad and a healthy chicken based food at lunch or whenever we go out."
"That's because deep fat fried Twinkies are hard to find." Vanessa winked, and placed two fingers to her head in a slight salute, "One of these days I'll come over to your house, and we'll make some."
Chad chuckled, "You bet it. And we can watch your favorite movie, too."
Vanessa gave him an odd look, "Why are you so focused on what my favorite stuff is?" she asked.
Chad shrugged, "Because you never talk about yourself. I want to know as much about you as I can."
Vanessa sighed, shaking her head, "Alright. Fine. Ask me anything you want to know about me."
Chad smiled, "What's your favorite movie?"
"Not Valentine's Day?"
"Favorite T.V. show?"
"Not Teen Titans?"
Vanessa burst out laughing at that, "Teen Titans hasn't been my favorite t.v. show for years." she shook her head, "You really should start getting with the times."
Chad rolled his eyes, "Weirdo." then he pinched her cheek, "Your favorite book?"
"The Green Mile."
"By Steven King?" Chad chuckled, shaking his head, "You never say what I expect you to say."
Vanessa nudged him in the side, "Then maybe you should stop thinking."
"Well, I suppose I did learn something, today."
"What?" Vanessa raised an eyebrow, still smirking slightly, "That I'm not nearly as cute as everyone thinks I am? At least… personality wise?"
Chad shook his head, "No. I learned that you're unpredictable. And sure, maybe you don't have the usual preferences that cute girls have, but," he pulled her closer, resting her head on his shoulder, "But you seem even cuter than ever."
Vanessa glanced up at him, chuckling harshly, "Just wait until you find out about what my favorite subject in school is."
"Not Home Ec?"
Vanessa shook her head, "Nope. And I don't like Strawberry Milk, I like black coffee."
Chad chuckled, "Well, then I suppose we're the perfect match."
Vanessa raised an eyebrow up at him, "What do you mean?"
"Well, don't you remember our school's motto?" he asked, "Opposites attract." he buried his nose in her hair, "And I just happen to love Strawberry milk and the winter."
Vanessa laughed, "I suppose you're right."