Saturday, October 26, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
I Don't Love You - Chapter 7 -Lissa POV-
The next day everything was back to normal, and Jason came up to me with a cocky grin on his face, making him look a little evil.
"So," he said,"Jay came over to my house last night looking like a cherry with dark brown hair. I take it you tattled on me?"
I was confused. "He came over to your house?"
"We live in the same neighborhood. Four doors down."
That made a lot more sense. "Yeah I told him, but I told him to lay off on the ass-kicking until I say so," I said with a smile.
That was when Jay walked into the Social Studies room and said, "You were talking about me?"
"How'd you know?" I exclaimed dramatically.
He gave me his only-for-me smile. "I felt a disturbance in the Force."
"Watching a little too much Star Trek, huh?"
"Wrong movie." he replied.
"What. Ever." I said in my impersonating-a-bratty-teen voice.
Jason chuckled. Jay looked like he was about to rip his head off.
Before he actually did, I touched his arm and asked, "Can I talk to you for a sec?"
He looked at me, his eyes going gentle. "Whatever."
I pulled him to the other side of the room, almost dragging him because I was being impatient. When I stopped he gave me a quizzical look. We just looked at each other for a few moments and then we both heard the sound of Jason laughing. When we turned, there he was, across the room and laughing. At us. Jay started to storm off that way, but I touched his arm again.
"Stop," I said, then I hesitated. "Are you okay?"
He looked at me sadly, "What do you mean?"
"I mean that you've been acting weird and I don't like it. You're not being yourself. Ever since Jason showed up and you introduced us, you seemed... strange."
He raised an eyebrow. "Strange?"
"Yeah. Strange." I said.
He smiled, "Strange how?" Obviously, I had misunderstood the first time.
"Well..." I trailed off as I thought. "You seem a lot more...um... I can't think of the word right now!" I said, then continued in an Indian accent, "Ask again later."
He chuckled gently and hugged me. "I'm totally fine, Lis. Chill out."
"I think you had better as well, or else you're gonna tear Jason over there's arm off." I said, jerking my thumb in the general direction of where Jason had just been.
"Or worse," I heard him mutter.
God, I couldn't wait to get home.
Jason was even starting to get on my nerves, and I was the one that was trying to be friendly. I did, however, find it strange that Jay had introduced me to Jason and, lately, nearly killed him every time he even walked through the same door as me. I mean, I do like the fuss he makes over me, but it's getting old. This needs to stop.
I lay on my bed listening to my headphones and Ipod. I got a text from Jay a few minutes ago saying Come over to my place. We should talk. In all honesty, I couldn't move. My bed was so comfortable, and I was so tired that my eyelids were almost all the closed. That was when I heard a loud crash! coming from the kitchen, which jerked me out of my lethargic state. My eyes popped open and I snatched my headphones off of my ears, pressing pause on Evanescence's "My Last Breath". I ran down the stairs to the kitchen to see what was going on, only to see that my older brother was sitting on the counter. There was no mess, like always.
"Hey, Allan," I said. "Why don't you ever just knock on my door or something? You scared the living crap out of me."
He chuckled. He always sounded so much older than me. "How's it been, Lissa?" Allan asked.
Well, I'm obviously still seeing imaginary older brothers I thought.
"Hey, I'm dead," he protested,"not imaginary."
"Correction: Imaginary little brothers that can read my mind." I said.
He sighed. "Lissa, quit denying it."
Yes, big shocker people, I have a dead little brother that talks to me. Give me a break! It's not like I tell anyone about it. Not even Jay knew about it.
I actually would have an older brother. His name was actually Allan. He died at three months old. Mom cried over it, just like she did when Dad passed five months into her pregnancy with Allan. I didn't know Allan, of course, but he still acted like my older brother and loved me just the same.
"I'm not denying anything, I just don't believe in ghosts." I replied.
He grinned."So you do believe me when I say I'm dead."
"Yes, I do believe you're totally crazy."
He sighed and leaned over to mess up my hair."You'll understand one day, Lissa. Then, you'll believe me when I say you attract the supernatural," he said.
"Of course, that'll be when Mom stops bothering me about me being her only child and that she wants to keep me safe by not letting me have much of a social life!" I snapped.
He chuckled in an older brotherly way, like I had no clue what I was talking about. That kind of pissed me off.
"Whatever." I fumed."I'm going to Jay's. Don't get stuck walking through walls, Mr. Allan-the-Ghost."
He frowned, but disappeared and let me go.
I drove up to Jay's house, still having that strange feeling in my stomach that I always got whenever I got angry at my brother.
I didn't count to ten because it never works, but I did, however, keep repeating,"He's not real. He's just a figment of your imagination, Lissa. He doesn't exist."
I stopped in front of his house, surprised to see two extra cars in the driveway. His parents where home, which was really strange because they hadn't been around often since Jay was fourteen. They loved me, but I still always got nervous. I knocked on the door, timidly awaiting someone to answer it. The door opened wide, revealing Mr. and Mrs. Portson. They smiled warmly and welcomed me inside, asking me how I've been and why I was here and that Jay was upstairs in his room and hadn't come out since they got home. I answered all their questions, thanked them for asking and being so kind to me, and walked upstairs to Jay's Vault. That was what I called it because of all the things in there. It was like his own world and rarely let anyone but me in it.
I opened the door and took in the familiar sight. There were clothes laying on the floor and pictures randomly tacked onto the wall. There was the desk in the far left corner of the room, which had no window. The hamper was right next to the desk, and his bed was right behind it. He sat at the desk on the computer, in the dark as usual. Upon hearing my entrance, he turned around abruptly, closing something out on the screen and looking like he was just doing something he knew I wouldn't like in the slightest. I pretended not to notice, but took mental note to be suspicious.
His eyes lit up. "Lissa! I didn't think you'd show," he admitted.
I tried to smile back. "Yo, what's up?"
He chuckled and pulled me into a warm hug. I couldn't help but melt into it. He had the warmest hugs. "I'm sorry, Lissa. I haven't been myself lately. Can we forget it?" he asked.
I was surprised by his apology. He didn't normally say things like that. "It's okay, Jay. Of course we can forget it."
He smiled.
"But," his smile faded as I said this,"you can't be so mean to Jason. You introduced us, you shouldn't have done it if you thought you wouldn't like him."
He sighed. "Okay Lissa. I'll try to be nice," he gave in.
I was satisfied.
Dun dun DUUUUUUUUUN!!! Allan the dead younger brother. I love myself sometimes. This is the last one for this story I'm going to post for a while. I'll come back with Heaven's Access.
"So," he said,"Jay came over to my house last night looking like a cherry with dark brown hair. I take it you tattled on me?"
I was confused. "He came over to your house?"
"We live in the same neighborhood. Four doors down."
That made a lot more sense. "Yeah I told him, but I told him to lay off on the ass-kicking until I say so," I said with a smile.
That was when Jay walked into the Social Studies room and said, "You were talking about me?"
"How'd you know?" I exclaimed dramatically.
He gave me his only-for-me smile. "I felt a disturbance in the Force."
"Watching a little too much Star Trek, huh?"
"Wrong movie." he replied.
"What. Ever." I said in my impersonating-a-bratty-teen voice.
Jason chuckled. Jay looked like he was about to rip his head off.
Before he actually did, I touched his arm and asked, "Can I talk to you for a sec?"
He looked at me, his eyes going gentle. "Whatever."
I pulled him to the other side of the room, almost dragging him because I was being impatient. When I stopped he gave me a quizzical look. We just looked at each other for a few moments and then we both heard the sound of Jason laughing. When we turned, there he was, across the room and laughing. At us. Jay started to storm off that way, but I touched his arm again.
"Stop," I said, then I hesitated. "Are you okay?"
He looked at me sadly, "What do you mean?"
"I mean that you've been acting weird and I don't like it. You're not being yourself. Ever since Jason showed up and you introduced us, you seemed... strange."
He raised an eyebrow. "Strange?"
"Yeah. Strange." I said.
He smiled, "Strange how?" Obviously, I had misunderstood the first time.
"Well..." I trailed off as I thought. "You seem a lot more...um... I can't think of the word right now!" I said, then continued in an Indian accent, "Ask again later."
He chuckled gently and hugged me. "I'm totally fine, Lis. Chill out."
"I think you had better as well, or else you're gonna tear Jason over there's arm off." I said, jerking my thumb in the general direction of where Jason had just been.
"Or worse," I heard him mutter.
God, I couldn't wait to get home.
Jason was even starting to get on my nerves, and I was the one that was trying to be friendly. I did, however, find it strange that Jay had introduced me to Jason and, lately, nearly killed him every time he even walked through the same door as me. I mean, I do like the fuss he makes over me, but it's getting old. This needs to stop.
I lay on my bed listening to my headphones and Ipod. I got a text from Jay a few minutes ago saying Come over to my place. We should talk. In all honesty, I couldn't move. My bed was so comfortable, and I was so tired that my eyelids were almost all the closed. That was when I heard a loud crash! coming from the kitchen, which jerked me out of my lethargic state. My eyes popped open and I snatched my headphones off of my ears, pressing pause on Evanescence's "My Last Breath". I ran down the stairs to the kitchen to see what was going on, only to see that my older brother was sitting on the counter. There was no mess, like always.
"Hey, Allan," I said. "Why don't you ever just knock on my door or something? You scared the living crap out of me."
He chuckled. He always sounded so much older than me. "How's it been, Lissa?" Allan asked.
Well, I'm obviously still seeing imaginary older brothers I thought.
"Hey, I'm dead," he protested,"not imaginary."
"Correction: Imaginary little brothers that can read my mind." I said.
He sighed. "Lissa, quit denying it."
Yes, big shocker people, I have a dead little brother that talks to me. Give me a break! It's not like I tell anyone about it. Not even Jay knew about it.
I actually would have an older brother. His name was actually Allan. He died at three months old. Mom cried over it, just like she did when Dad passed five months into her pregnancy with Allan. I didn't know Allan, of course, but he still acted like my older brother and loved me just the same.
"I'm not denying anything, I just don't believe in ghosts." I replied.
He grinned."So you do believe me when I say I'm dead."
"Yes, I do believe you're totally crazy."
He sighed and leaned over to mess up my hair."You'll understand one day, Lissa. Then, you'll believe me when I say you attract the supernatural," he said.
"Of course, that'll be when Mom stops bothering me about me being her only child and that she wants to keep me safe by not letting me have much of a social life!" I snapped.
He chuckled in an older brotherly way, like I had no clue what I was talking about. That kind of pissed me off.
"Whatever." I fumed."I'm going to Jay's. Don't get stuck walking through walls, Mr. Allan-the-Ghost."
He frowned, but disappeared and let me go.
I drove up to Jay's house, still having that strange feeling in my stomach that I always got whenever I got angry at my brother.
I didn't count to ten because it never works, but I did, however, keep repeating,"He's not real. He's just a figment of your imagination, Lissa. He doesn't exist."
I stopped in front of his house, surprised to see two extra cars in the driveway. His parents where home, which was really strange because they hadn't been around often since Jay was fourteen. They loved me, but I still always got nervous. I knocked on the door, timidly awaiting someone to answer it. The door opened wide, revealing Mr. and Mrs. Portson. They smiled warmly and welcomed me inside, asking me how I've been and why I was here and that Jay was upstairs in his room and hadn't come out since they got home. I answered all their questions, thanked them for asking and being so kind to me, and walked upstairs to Jay's Vault. That was what I called it because of all the things in there. It was like his own world and rarely let anyone but me in it.
I opened the door and took in the familiar sight. There were clothes laying on the floor and pictures randomly tacked onto the wall. There was the desk in the far left corner of the room, which had no window. The hamper was right next to the desk, and his bed was right behind it. He sat at the desk on the computer, in the dark as usual. Upon hearing my entrance, he turned around abruptly, closing something out on the screen and looking like he was just doing something he knew I wouldn't like in the slightest. I pretended not to notice, but took mental note to be suspicious.
His eyes lit up. "Lissa! I didn't think you'd show," he admitted.
I tried to smile back. "Yo, what's up?"
He chuckled and pulled me into a warm hug. I couldn't help but melt into it. He had the warmest hugs. "I'm sorry, Lissa. I haven't been myself lately. Can we forget it?" he asked.
I was surprised by his apology. He didn't normally say things like that. "It's okay, Jay. Of course we can forget it."
He smiled.
"But," his smile faded as I said this,"you can't be so mean to Jason. You introduced us, you shouldn't have done it if you thought you wouldn't like him."
He sighed. "Okay Lissa. I'll try to be nice," he gave in.
I was satisfied.
Dun dun DUUUUUUUUUN!!! Allan the dead younger brother. I love myself sometimes. This is the last one for this story I'm going to post for a while. I'll come back with Heaven's Access.
Heaven's Access Summary
This was the original summary that I now have to change in order for it to fit my story. Mi dispaice!
Expectations
When May and her siblings, Sammi and Robert, move to a different territory in future America, they don't expect the journey they have to go through to save and human and angel kind alike.
Mean
May is captivated by a boy that moves in only a week after her, but is he really who he claims to be? Or is he something beyond human knowledge? A mere legend, a fairy tale from long ago when religion existed among the human population?
Nothing
When Liam takes her on the adventure of her life, will she have to risk losing Sammi or Robert? If she was meant to save the world, there is no choice if she decides she must. Will she be the world's unknown hero, or will she stay within the safety her family and Guardian have built for her?
I'm Sorry!
Hey guys! I know I haven't posted in a while, but I will start posting soon (I hope). I'm going to start a somewhat new story. I've been playing with my Heaven's Access (formerly known as Angels + Demons = War. Changed because that title sucked.) If you read what I had of my original idea, it wasn't coming together very well. So I have some new ideas that I want to try out. I'll get to work asap, though it'll be hard with my Fanfiction and summer activities.
Ciao!
~Sarah<3
Ciao!
~Sarah<3
Monday, November 26, 2012
"I Don't Love You" Survey
Comment your answers. This is really just a guessing game. ;) Btw: You're getting a grade on creativity!!! If I Like your answers enough, I'll use some of them in my story! :) PLEASE EXPLAIN YOUR ANSWER!!!
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1. Because of the way Lissa acts, who do you think her favorite artist/band is? What about Jay?
2. Why do you think Darrin gets nervous whenever Lylah came up to the river lot?
3. Why do you think Lissa likes to keep people at a distance?
4. Why do you think Jay introduced Jason to Lissa if he doesn't necessarily trust him?
5. Why does Lissa run away from Jason when it seems like she likes him?
6. According to the way Jay acts, what do you think his favorite pass time is?
7. Who do you think Lissa like better, Jay or Jason?
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The following are bonus questions. Stormi, if you're doing this, don't bother answering. A.) Because you know the answers. B.) I'm giving you all points on this section. XD
Bonus A.) Why do you think Jay and Jason are sour toward each other?
Bonus B.) Why do you think Jason said "We are connected. There isn't much time before you realize that"?
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1. Because of the way Lissa acts, who do you think her favorite artist/band is? What about Jay?
2. Why do you think Darrin gets nervous whenever Lylah came up to the river lot?
3. Why do you think Lissa likes to keep people at a distance?
4. Why do you think Jay introduced Jason to Lissa if he doesn't necessarily trust him?
5. Why does Lissa run away from Jason when it seems like she likes him?
6. According to the way Jay acts, what do you think his favorite pass time is?
7. Who do you think Lissa like better, Jay or Jason?
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The following are bonus questions. Stormi, if you're doing this, don't bother answering. A.) Because you know the answers. B.) I'm giving you all points on this section. XD
Bonus A.) Why do you think Jay and Jason are sour toward each other?
Bonus B.) Why do you think Jason said "We are connected. There isn't much time before you realize that"?
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
I Don't Love You Chapter 6 -Jay POV-
After Lissa left, I suddenly got a really bad feeling about that Jason guy. If he could get half an inch from Lissa, she could be in huge trouble. I didn't like like any more. He kept his distance at first, but now it's gone a little too far.
I walked down the street to his house, knocking calmly dispite my sourness toward him. He opened the door slowly, stopping to look through the crack of the door to see who it was, then opened it the rest of the way.
Before I had a chance to rant, he said,"I didn't do anything."
I gave him a scowl."But you could have."
"What's your problem with me?"
"The fact that you..." I didn't finish. Didn't have to. He knew.
"That I can get that close." he whispered.
I looked at him with warning in my eyes."Don't touch her." Then I cocked my head at him. "What did you mean when you told her you where connected?"
I walked down the street to his house, knocking calmly dispite my sourness toward him. He opened the door slowly, stopping to look through the crack of the door to see who it was, then opened it the rest of the way.
Before I had a chance to rant, he said,"I didn't do anything."
I gave him a scowl."But you could have."
"What's your problem with me?"
"The fact that you..." I didn't finish. Didn't have to. He knew.
"That I can get that close." he whispered.
I looked at him with warning in my eyes."Don't touch her." Then I cocked my head at him. "What did you mean when you told her you where connected?"
Saturday, November 17, 2012
I Don't Love You -Chapter 5- -Lissa POV-
On Monday, school seemed to have a different atmosphere. It was actually really, really uncomfortable for me. Everyone seemed in a different kind of mood. Jay wasn't his normally happy, talkative self, Jason was just Jason, so he didn't really change much. I noticed Darrin seemed to be having a day to talk everyone's ear off and Tyler seemed mopey. Not silly like it had been at the river lot, when he threw me into the water.
School went by very slowly in the uncomfortable, awkward air of the school. Trae High's worst day so far this year as far as I was concerned. Classes where boring an Mrs. Oldie was, get this, nice to me. Things were crazy today, and I didn't know why
At lunch I asked Jason,"Do you have any idea what the hell is going on with everyone?"
"So you noticed it, too." he said warily."I'm not crazy."
I sighed. Jason noticed something. "You're not eating?" he asked.
I looked at the empty table in front of me."I don't eat at school." I informed him. "School food is gross."
I realized Jay was nowhere to be found when I looked around the cafeteria. Anyone would have stood out in front of the bright green and white walls of the school.
"Screw this." I told Jason."I'm going home. This is just way too weird for me."
"Mind if I joined you?" he asked. "I have nothing to do here anyway."
"Sure." I said, grabbing my keys and my book bag and heading out the door. "Where you wanna go?"
"I don't really care." he said. "But the movies sound good."
I looked at him skeptically. "The movies are normally where a girl and a guy go on a date. Not just because."
"I know that." he said giving my his make-Lissa-as-dizzy-as-you-can smile. "Why does it matter? We know we're not dating. Who cares what everyone else thinks?"
"Well, I guess..." I trailed off.
"Cool!" he said, pleased I'd given in.
I unlocked to doors to my Scion and climbed into the driver's seat.When I slipped the key into the ignition and turned it, he asked,"What movie?"
"What?"
"What movie are we seeing?" he asked with the same grin from earlier.
"Uuuuuuuh..." I hadn't thought about that. "Whatever you wanna see?" I guessed.
"I have no idea what's playing." he argued.
"Ok, here's an idea: Let's pick a random movie when we get there."
He looked amused."Alright."
The car turned out of the parking lot and on to the road. I headed toward the movie theater when I thought of something.
"Do you wanna stop and get something to eat?" I asked.
He no longer looked amused. "That would not be a very good idea." His eyes bore into mine meaningfully, making me stop the question in its tracks. Why not? "It just wouldn't." he said as if reading my mind.
When I finally found my voice, I said,"O-okay."
He looked relieved, probably because he didn't have to explain it, but it was still really strange that he would say something like that. It was almost like I was going to get hurt or something. Weird.
We pulled into the parking lot and found not very many people was there. Great, alone in a dark movie theater with hot new kid. This should be interesting. I thought with a sigh. He looked amused yet again, giving me a devilish grin.
"Eenee meenee minee mo it." he said.
"Huh?" I asked.
"You said we would choose a random movie." Oh yeah.
"How about..." I closed my and pointed, opening them. "That one."
Of course, my finger had to land on a romance movie. Positively perfect. He smiled at me. It was actually more of a grin than a smile, almost like he knew I wasn't thrilled at the idea of being alone with him.
"Why don't you like me?" he asked with the cutest puppy-dog eyes I had ever seen. I almost fell.
"I-it's not that I hate you... I just... I don't know you 'kay? That's all there is to it!"
He leaned in to whisper in my ear."Sure, you don't know me." he breathed."But we can fix that, can't we?"
I couldn't breathe. I jerked away quickly, gasping. "What the hell?" I asked, freaking out.
"Hmm?" he asked, batting his eyelashes slowly and innocently, but I saw there was a kind of knowingness in the way he looked when he did it.
"Don't ever do that again, or I'll sick Jay on your ass." I warned.
He looked at me warily. He sighed."Okay, Lissa, but remember," he looked at me strangely,"We are connected. There isn't much time before you realize that."
He had lost me at that. What in the world was he talking about? This guy was nuts with a capital N.
"I'm outta here." I said, storming away.
"What about me?" he called out.
"Hitch a ride. I ain't driving you nowhere."
"That's a double negative."
"How's this for a double positive? Fuck you." It made no sense, but it worked, I guess.
I got into my crappy black Scion and drove away without another word. There was nothing else to do. I went to Jay's, knowing he'd be there. Even if he wasn't in a people mood, I could talk to him. He didn't mind talking to me, ever.
At a stoplight, I sent him a quick text.
On my way 2 ur house. U there?
In less than a minute, I had my answer.
How'd u no I wasnt at skool?
Cuz u werent at lunch.
Y u need to come over?
Wanna talk 2 u.
K im home. Come thru the front door. Parents not home.
K.
I got there and waltzed through the front door casually as I'd dome aboout a million times before
"Hey, Lis. What's up?" Jay asked casually, sitting on the couch with his back against the seat and is legs dangling off the side.
"Do you think Jason likes me?" I asked. Cutting to the point was sort of my thing.
He sat up, swinging his legs around to the front and went rigid."Why?"
"He, uh, whispered something weird to me..." I trailed off, not so sure about getting to the point anymore.
"And what the heck did he say to you?" he didn't ever cuss. I loved that. "I'll kill him."
"He said something about he and I being connected. It was... really, really weird." I told him.
"Do ya want me to kill him? 'Cause I can do that."
He still wasn't acting like himself. "No, not yet. But if necessary, I'll call you, 'kay?"
He sighed."Okay, sorry. Maybe I'm overreacting." he sounded like he was trying to convince himself, not me.
"You do that a lot." I joked.
He grinned. "C'mere you!" he said, getting up and grabbing for me.
I jumped back and ran around the sofa, giggling. We hadn't done this much since we were younger. I slid into the kitchen, pushing chairs in front of him so he had to slow down. I ran out the back door, darting around the corner, passing the front door knowing Jay would go immediately there to catch me. He thought I would go through there to go through the back door again. I ran around, going back through the back door. I saw him looking puzzled out at the front yard. I hollered at him and ran down to the basement with Jay on my tail. I sprinted around the pool table in the basement. I did the trick where you could never catch the other person from the other side of the object because you were too quick for each other. When I saw an opening, I darted out the basement door, running to the back door. I looked around for Jay, but didn't see him. I felt someone catch me from behind, wrapping their arms around my waist. I tipped my head back to find Jay smiling down at me. I grinned. No way was I going to lose this easily. I twisted out of his grasp and ran, yet again, out the front door. I thought there aren't very many places to run around here. I slipped past the side of the building, when all of a sudden, I ran smack into someone's chest. I looked at Jay's smiling face. He held me tighter.
I sighed. "You caught me. Damn."
He chuckled and whispered,"I always do."
I hugged him, smiling into his chest."Yeah, I guess you do, huh?"
I felt all warm and fuzzy right now. It was like a mushy feeling in my stomach that I really didn't like. But at the same time, I loved it. I wondered what that meant.Crushing wasn't my thing and he was my best friend. Like a brother, kind of. He hugged me tighter for a second and then let go.
I grinned at him. "You cheat." I accused.
"Nope." he replied. "I'm just faster than you." He grinned back.
I sighed, bored now. Jay led me back inside the house and we hung out in his room for a while.
When it was about time school let off, I called my mom. "Hey, Mom. School just let out, and me and Jay are heading to his house, okay?"
She fell for it. "Okay, sweetie, don't have too much fun."
I laughed."No problem, Mom."
When we hung up, Jay laughed."Do you really think school didn't notice you were missing?"
I smiled. "Well, everyone's acting weird today, so I wouldn't doubt it."
He gave me a somewhat forced smile."Huh, that's weird."
"What's up with you today, huh?" I asked.
He frowned."Nothing. Why would you think that?"
"You have no idea how guilty that sounded, Jay."
He sighed."I have my own problems, you know? You don't need to get involved."
That set me off."What do you mean? I'm your best friend, everything you do can and will involve me. I care about you, Jay. You know this. Or at least you should." I replied heatedly.
He looked guilty."I'm sorry, okay? I'm just saying that, at some point there might be something I can't tell you." he said sheepishly.
Now I felt bad. "I'm sorry. But you know you can tell me anything." That was so cliche, but it was true.
He smiled and leaned forward to kiss my forehead. "Don't worry about it." He always knew what I was feeling.
This was getting awkward."I should go home now..." I said.
He laughed."You just got here." he said. I was confused. He grinned."Remeber?"
Oh, yeah.We skipped. "Okay then. What do you wanna do?" I asked, changing the subject.
"I dunno." he said with a shrug. Then he looked at me. "How close was Jason to you when he whispered that weird thing to ya?" he asked.
"Um..." I thought for a few seconds and then held a finger about half an inch away from his ear. "About here."
He looked like he'd just seen a ghost, his slightly tan face going pale. "You sure?" he asked.
"Um, yeah." I said suspiciously. "Are you okay?"
He pulled it together, his pale face returning to its pretty tan color. "Yeah of course."
I looked at him, pretending to look hurt. "Are you hiding something from me, Jay?"
He laughed. "No of course not."
The way he said it made me feel a whole lot better.
School went by very slowly in the uncomfortable, awkward air of the school. Trae High's worst day so far this year as far as I was concerned. Classes where boring an Mrs. Oldie was, get this, nice to me. Things were crazy today, and I didn't know why
At lunch I asked Jason,"Do you have any idea what the hell is going on with everyone?"
"So you noticed it, too." he said warily."I'm not crazy."
I sighed. Jason noticed something. "You're not eating?" he asked.
I looked at the empty table in front of me."I don't eat at school." I informed him. "School food is gross."
I realized Jay was nowhere to be found when I looked around the cafeteria. Anyone would have stood out in front of the bright green and white walls of the school.
"Screw this." I told Jason."I'm going home. This is just way too weird for me."
"Mind if I joined you?" he asked. "I have nothing to do here anyway."
"Sure." I said, grabbing my keys and my book bag and heading out the door. "Where you wanna go?"
"I don't really care." he said. "But the movies sound good."
I looked at him skeptically. "The movies are normally where a girl and a guy go on a date. Not just because."
"I know that." he said giving my his make-Lissa-as-dizzy-as-you-can smile. "Why does it matter? We know we're not dating. Who cares what everyone else thinks?"
"Well, I guess..." I trailed off.
"Cool!" he said, pleased I'd given in.
I unlocked to doors to my Scion and climbed into the driver's seat.When I slipped the key into the ignition and turned it, he asked,"What movie?"
"What?"
"What movie are we seeing?" he asked with the same grin from earlier.
"Uuuuuuuh..." I hadn't thought about that. "Whatever you wanna see?" I guessed.
"I have no idea what's playing." he argued.
"Ok, here's an idea: Let's pick a random movie when we get there."
He looked amused."Alright."
The car turned out of the parking lot and on to the road. I headed toward the movie theater when I thought of something.
"Do you wanna stop and get something to eat?" I asked.
He no longer looked amused. "That would not be a very good idea." His eyes bore into mine meaningfully, making me stop the question in its tracks. Why not? "It just wouldn't." he said as if reading my mind.
When I finally found my voice, I said,"O-okay."
He looked relieved, probably because he didn't have to explain it, but it was still really strange that he would say something like that. It was almost like I was going to get hurt or something. Weird.
We pulled into the parking lot and found not very many people was there. Great, alone in a dark movie theater with hot new kid. This should be interesting. I thought with a sigh. He looked amused yet again, giving me a devilish grin.
"Eenee meenee minee mo it." he said.
"Huh?" I asked.
"You said we would choose a random movie." Oh yeah.
"How about..." I closed my and pointed, opening them. "That one."
Of course, my finger had to land on a romance movie. Positively perfect. He smiled at me. It was actually more of a grin than a smile, almost like he knew I wasn't thrilled at the idea of being alone with him.
"Why don't you like me?" he asked with the cutest puppy-dog eyes I had ever seen. I almost fell.
"I-it's not that I hate you... I just... I don't know you 'kay? That's all there is to it!"
He leaned in to whisper in my ear."Sure, you don't know me." he breathed."But we can fix that, can't we?"
I couldn't breathe. I jerked away quickly, gasping. "What the hell?" I asked, freaking out.
"Hmm?" he asked, batting his eyelashes slowly and innocently, but I saw there was a kind of knowingness in the way he looked when he did it.
"Don't ever do that again, or I'll sick Jay on your ass." I warned.
He looked at me warily. He sighed."Okay, Lissa, but remember," he looked at me strangely,"We are connected. There isn't much time before you realize that."
He had lost me at that. What in the world was he talking about? This guy was nuts with a capital N.
"I'm outta here." I said, storming away.
"What about me?" he called out.
"Hitch a ride. I ain't driving you nowhere."
"That's a double negative."
"How's this for a double positive? Fuck you." It made no sense, but it worked, I guess.
I got into my crappy black Scion and drove away without another word. There was nothing else to do. I went to Jay's, knowing he'd be there. Even if he wasn't in a people mood, I could talk to him. He didn't mind talking to me, ever.
At a stoplight, I sent him a quick text.
On my way 2 ur house. U there?
In less than a minute, I had my answer.
How'd u no I wasnt at skool?
Cuz u werent at lunch.
Y u need to come over?
Wanna talk 2 u.
K im home. Come thru the front door. Parents not home.
K.
I got there and waltzed through the front door casually as I'd dome aboout a million times before
"Hey, Lis. What's up?" Jay asked casually, sitting on the couch with his back against the seat and is legs dangling off the side.
"Do you think Jason likes me?" I asked. Cutting to the point was sort of my thing.
He sat up, swinging his legs around to the front and went rigid."Why?"
"He, uh, whispered something weird to me..." I trailed off, not so sure about getting to the point anymore.
"And what the heck did he say to you?" he didn't ever cuss. I loved that. "I'll kill him."
"He said something about he and I being connected. It was... really, really weird." I told him.
"Do ya want me to kill him? 'Cause I can do that."
He still wasn't acting like himself. "No, not yet. But if necessary, I'll call you, 'kay?"
He sighed."Okay, sorry. Maybe I'm overreacting." he sounded like he was trying to convince himself, not me.
"You do that a lot." I joked.
He grinned. "C'mere you!" he said, getting up and grabbing for me.
I jumped back and ran around the sofa, giggling. We hadn't done this much since we were younger. I slid into the kitchen, pushing chairs in front of him so he had to slow down. I ran out the back door, darting around the corner, passing the front door knowing Jay would go immediately there to catch me. He thought I would go through there to go through the back door again. I ran around, going back through the back door. I saw him looking puzzled out at the front yard. I hollered at him and ran down to the basement with Jay on my tail. I sprinted around the pool table in the basement. I did the trick where you could never catch the other person from the other side of the object because you were too quick for each other. When I saw an opening, I darted out the basement door, running to the back door. I looked around for Jay, but didn't see him. I felt someone catch me from behind, wrapping their arms around my waist. I tipped my head back to find Jay smiling down at me. I grinned. No way was I going to lose this easily. I twisted out of his grasp and ran, yet again, out the front door. I thought there aren't very many places to run around here. I slipped past the side of the building, when all of a sudden, I ran smack into someone's chest. I looked at Jay's smiling face. He held me tighter.
I sighed. "You caught me. Damn."
He chuckled and whispered,"I always do."
I hugged him, smiling into his chest."Yeah, I guess you do, huh?"
I felt all warm and fuzzy right now. It was like a mushy feeling in my stomach that I really didn't like. But at the same time, I loved it. I wondered what that meant.Crushing wasn't my thing and he was my best friend. Like a brother, kind of. He hugged me tighter for a second and then let go.
I grinned at him. "You cheat." I accused.
"Nope." he replied. "I'm just faster than you." He grinned back.
I sighed, bored now. Jay led me back inside the house and we hung out in his room for a while.
When it was about time school let off, I called my mom. "Hey, Mom. School just let out, and me and Jay are heading to his house, okay?"
She fell for it. "Okay, sweetie, don't have too much fun."
I laughed."No problem, Mom."
When we hung up, Jay laughed."Do you really think school didn't notice you were missing?"
I smiled. "Well, everyone's acting weird today, so I wouldn't doubt it."
He gave me a somewhat forced smile."Huh, that's weird."
"What's up with you today, huh?" I asked.
He frowned."Nothing. Why would you think that?"
"You have no idea how guilty that sounded, Jay."
He sighed."I have my own problems, you know? You don't need to get involved."
That set me off."What do you mean? I'm your best friend, everything you do can and will involve me. I care about you, Jay. You know this. Or at least you should." I replied heatedly.
He looked guilty."I'm sorry, okay? I'm just saying that, at some point there might be something I can't tell you." he said sheepishly.
Now I felt bad. "I'm sorry. But you know you can tell me anything." That was so cliche, but it was true.
He smiled and leaned forward to kiss my forehead. "Don't worry about it." He always knew what I was feeling.
This was getting awkward."I should go home now..." I said.
He laughed."You just got here." he said. I was confused. He grinned."Remeber?"
Oh, yeah.We skipped. "Okay then. What do you wanna do?" I asked, changing the subject.
"I dunno." he said with a shrug. Then he looked at me. "How close was Jason to you when he whispered that weird thing to ya?" he asked.
"Um..." I thought for a few seconds and then held a finger about half an inch away from his ear. "About here."
He looked like he'd just seen a ghost, his slightly tan face going pale. "You sure?" he asked.
"Um, yeah." I said suspiciously. "Are you okay?"
He pulled it together, his pale face returning to its pretty tan color. "Yeah of course."
I looked at him, pretending to look hurt. "Are you hiding something from me, Jay?"
He laughed. "No of course not."
The way he said it made me feel a whole lot better.
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