The Movie Theatre

"Yeah." Eli removed her head from his chest and stretched. "Did you?"

"It was ok, still not as scary as I thought it would be." I say, partially disappointed. "But I did get to spend time with you so that's a plus."

"Yeah being with me is a plus huh?" Eli smirked.

"Pretty much." I say as I wrap my arms around her waist and lean in to kiss her

Eli placed her index finger on his lips as a smile appeared on her lips. "Ah ah Ahhh. The movies over you had your chance."

I frown. "Come on." I plead as I stare intently into her eyes. "How about this, one good kiss and next time, I'll take you where ever you want, even if it's the Moon. I promise." I state as I remove my hands from her waist

"Hmm." Eli bite her lips and stared at his. "Fine."

"Yay." I say happily as I lean in to kiss her.

Eli rolled her eyes and leaned in, pressing her lips against his.

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer. I can feel my heart thumping against my chest.

Eli smirked and looked up at him.

I smile back and hold out my hand. "Back to camp?"

"I guess." Eli held his hand.

"Is there anywhere else you'd like to go before we head back?" I ask as I step out onto the sidewalk.

"Mabye we could get some ice cream before?" Eli smiled at the thought of it.

"Sounds awesome. Baskin Robbins or ColdStone?" I ask as I whistle for a taxi.

"Cold stones definitely."

"Great." I state simply as a cab notices me and slows to a stop on the street in front of us. I take a step forward and hold the door open for Eli.

"Thanks." Eli nodded and ducked into the car. She got into her seat and fastened her seatbelt.

I slide in next to her and drape my arm around her shoulders. "Cold Stone Creamery on West 42nd please, my good sir." I tell the cabbie, who looked very much like an Italian mobster without the fancy suit and cigar.

Eli giggled and rested her head on his shoulder. "The cab driver looks a little creepy don't you think?" Rli whispered in his ear and raised an eyebrow at the odd looking man.

"Just a little, but maybe he is a compassionate individual." I respond as the cab pulls out into the busy New York street.

Eli laughed. "Or just a major creep." She looked out into the street observing all the ads trying to push through to their destinations. "Geez there sure is a lot of people here."

"One of New York's better, or lesser, qualities depending on how you look at it." I state as I watch the cabbie honk his horn and yell profanities at another driver. "He's definitely not compassionate." I whisper in Eli's ear

She snickered and nudged his arm. "Told you so."