._. -- I wrinkled my nose in disgust as the kindy sitting across from me picked his nose and stared at what came out. "Tissues are over there sweet pea." I got his attention, then pointed across the room. He got up and went over, as I sighed in frustration. "LINDAAA! I NEED HEEELP!" I winced as a high pitched voice called out to me from across the room. I slumped my shoulders and stood up slowly. "I'll be back in one second, okay dear?" I addressed the little boy I was helping sweetly, and he nodded and continued with his work. As I walked over to Paige, the little girl who called out for me, I heard an almost mocking chuckle. I stopped walking and turned around to face him, raising my eyebrows. My eyes met his, and a smile spread across my face. Tyler. My boyfriend. Most likely the sweetest guy I've ever met, but sometimes a major pain in the ass. He flashed a charming smile, his eyes twinkling mischievously. I rolled my eyes, smiling, and grabbed his arm. "If I'm going to die here, so are you, dear." I winked at him and dragged him over to Paige, who was now having a loud argument with the girl next to her. My kindy buddy, Kaitlyn. I kneeled down next to Paige, while Tyler stood next to me,watching as I began helping Paige, choosing colours for her flowers, then getting scolded for picking the wrong ones. As she happily coloured in her awfully drawn flowers, I heard another voice call out my name, followed by two more. I sighed and groaned in defeat. I saw Tyler smile down at me, and saw him lean down, then felt his lips gently touching my ear as he whispered to me. "I got them. Don't die yet. I still need to kiss you." He straightened up and winked at me as he walked away, leaving me blushing immensely. "Linda! Does this look nice!" "Hm? Oh, yes Paige. It looks beautiful." I couldn't stop smiling. I was going to kill that man one day. But I think I'll let him kiss me first. -- I was bored. This is shit. Very short story. It's late. This'll be dead when I wake up. I didn't edit it very well. Point out all my mistakes. This is a fictional story, but kinda true. My boyfriend is Tyler, he is as I described him, but he never did any of that stuff. XD I help out with Kindy (Kindergarten. XD Y'know. Little kids.) and I'm quite popular with them. Although usually I keep rather warm and sweet and friendly, sometimes, tired is tired. Imma go to sleep now. Comment on how crap this is. XD I dun care. I'm tired. I'm making no sense anymore. Good night. >.>