AN: This is just a little something I found that i had written in seventh grade...three and a half years ago! I think its actually quite decent, so I'm going to continue it. Enjoy!

"Run away with me," she whispered with wild eyes. "Far away. Madagascar." She took both his hands and intertwined their fingers. "We can leave in three days."

Allyn smiled and let go of one of her hands. He fingered a strand of her wavy hair, thinking. Kellie had a tendency to get her imagination mixed up with reality. He met her fiery eyes and saw her seriousness. He blinked, unable to hold the intensity of her gaze without getting lost in it. "Madagascar?"

She nodded, her smile growing. "My uncle has this cabin there. He died a few years back, but all his stuff's still there. One of his old friends goes there a couple times a month to check up on it and clean it up. He won't mind if we stay there."

Allyn laughed. "You've really thought this through, haven't you?" He looked across the lake as the night began to show its first few stars. Kellie nodded against his chest and pulled the blanket up to her chin.

The two remained positioned like that for awhile, snuggling together as the darkness brought forth cool air and gentle night breezes. Allyn put his chin atop Kellie's head and took in a deep breath. "Alright," he whispered, almost inaudibly, "Madagascar."

Kellie pulled herself away from him, just a couple inches, until she could see his face. A huge grin spread across her lips. "Really?" He sat up and she crawled into his lap.

Allyn ran his fingers down the side of her cheek. "I'm pretty sure you could convince anyone with eyes like those," he chuckled, leaning back so she was on top of him. "And if I know you as well as I think I do," he murmured, wrapping his arms around her, "then I'm guessing you have the minor details of this plan already worked out."

The redhead sat back up again. "Most of them," she replied solemnly. "I figured we could leave the night of the graduation dance. We'll go all dressed up, but we can give our luggage to Lynn ahead of time, and she can meet us there. Then we'll change in the car and go off to the airport." Kellie smirked, pleased with her plan.

Allyn laughed. "That doesn't seem reckless enough for your standards." All of Kellie's plans usually involved either something dangerous or illegal, though he usually managed to talk her out of it.

The redhead shrugged. "I figured we might as well steal Cratchet's car in the process." A profound smirk made its way back over her mouth. She laughed. Allyn rolled his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers.

"I don't think that's a good idea. I've seen her angry." The wind began to pick up speed and Allyn draped the wool blanket around their shoulders. "I'm fairly sure that would make her blow a gasket."

Kellie leaned her head against his shoulder. "Haven't you ever heard of revenge?" She absentmindedly played with the ends of his shoulder length hair.

The young man raised an eyebrow. "Revenge for what?"

"Sophomore year history class," she mumbled into his shirt, and he laughed, remembering the incident.

"It was funny."

"No it wasn't!" she shouted, whacking him in the chest. He only laughed, and then scooped her up into his arms and handed her the blanket. "Luke Sanders, you put me down, now!" But he only laughed harder and kissed her atop the head.

After that, Allyn walked a little ways, Kellie still in his arms, and sat down on the edge of a small cliff over the water. He ran his fingers through her hair, and she smiled into his shoulder. He knew she loved it when he stroked her hair. He kissed her on the head and rested the side of his face against her hair. "I love you," he whispered, just as she was drifting to sleep.

"You too," she muttered, and her breathing deepened, indicating her slumber. Allyn picked her back up and carried her back home. Though it was a short walk, he was thankful Kellie was so petite, for he felt his arms beginning to tire. He climbed up the steps of her front porch and pulled the key from her pocket. With one hand, he scarcely managed to open the door, but eventually turned the knob and walked in. He knew Kellie's parents wouldn't be back for another hour or so, so he carried Kellie upstairs to her room. He gently laid her on her bed and pulled the covers over her. He could tell she was awake by her quickened breathing.

"Goodnight," he murmured and took her face between his hands. He kissed her on the nose, the forehead, and then on the lips. "I love you."

Kellie smiled, though kept her eyes closed. "Night."

Allyn locked the front door and then left the key on her nightstand. He went out the backdoor and slowly walked back to the spot by the lake.

Madagascar, he thought, and shook his head. It seemed like a wild plan, definitely something out of Kellie Marie's brain…

"I'm doomed," he whispered aloud, smiling. He chucked to himself, stood up, and walked home.

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