Note: Hello readers, thanks for clicking on my story. I recently watched the movie, and ached for more of a romantic story between the characters of Bryce and Juli. I've read a lot of fanfiction regarding the pairing, but I decided to write this one. It's my very first fanfiction I've come to written so I hope it isn't too bad. I hope you enjoy :)
[Juliana's Point of View]
I always knew Bryce Loski was the boy carrying around my first kiss. I didn't want anyone else to kiss me. I just saw it, and it was a peculiar thing. I've always known that he was the one for me, and although that may sound very tawdry, I know that I've always felt this way about him. I could tell that he felt the same about me, everything was in place, it felt like everything changed for the better. I still was reluctant to whether or not I still felt that way about him. I mean he was my Bryce, he still is. I flipped completely. I knew that whatever changed inside me was due to my realization that I was waiting on a guy who never felt anything towards me but hate, until not long after that. I hated that he didn't hate me. Maybe it would have been better that way.
He tried to kiss me in front of all those people in the lunch room that day of the Basket Boys Auction. It wasn't how I pictured my first kiss with Bryce Loski. I knew Eddie Trulock was watching and I felt awful for leaving him there, but I couldn't feel anything. My wrists burned cold, from where Bryce gently pulled me towards him. It happened so quickly, and all I could do was run. I remember slipping from his grasp and running, as if running would have saved me. It was what I always dreamed of, but it didn't feel right. Not at all, not even one bit. I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room, but I knew Sherry Stalls must have been the most surprised and most likely angry. Dana must have seen this too as she was sitting with a boy whose name I didn't know, and I wasn't sure what she thought.
It wasn't that there were the eyes of everyone watching, it didn't feel right to me. I felt something strong for him. I knew it was right under the surface, but pushed away. I pushed away my feelings for him, every single time. I flipped, because now the idea of love rang in my heart like a siren. Although I knew my feelings for Bryce may seem like they have washed away, I can't help it. It's always been his dazzling eyes.
I know eyes are more than who he is. I took a long time to realize that maybe Bryce Loski is more than the sum of all his parts. The truth is I didn't know much about him, but that day he planted a sycamore tree for me, everything clicked. It was as if I flipped all over again. I felt something for him all over again. I just knew that I couldn't keep my guard down, because I didn't want to be with someone who was less than who I thought they were. Especially if those people were Bryce Loski.
It was still strange because I still loved Bryce Loski. My Bryce Loski
I knew that day, with the Sycamore tree, my mother potentially watching from the window, we would be talking for a long time. I'm happy to say, that we did.
End of Note: Please let me know if you'd like me to continue this story
