Come Taste Life

Chapter 1: Born & Raised

This is my first story ever on FanFiction. Read and Review PLEASE!!! I really would like your feedback. And P.S. It's more helpful if you write more than "nice chapter" in your review so I will know what's "nice" about it. I will continue the story no matter how many reviews I get though. I just love writing for the passion of it.

"Caitlin, I'm never going to finish this if you keep moving. Now stand still!" Jen pestered.

"I'm sorry Jen but--ow. I'm too excited about the party. Thanks again for--ouch--for taking this dress in. You know I'm no good at this kind of stuff." "No problem, Cait. It's my pleasure." Jen said as she poked Caitlin with the needle yet again. The dress was right out of the Cinderella story. It was a very beautiful baby blue color, strapless, with an A-line silhouette and a long train encrusted with a stunning snowflake appliqué. You would have thought that Caitlin was attending a wedding! However, it was the Winter Formal Dance. Jen planned it, of course. She was so busy she didn't even have time to find her own dress. Yet she was tailoring Caitlin's. The dress was a little too big for Cait's tiny waist, even though it was gorgeous. Luckily, Jen knew how to sew or Caitlin would have been screwed!

"So, when are you getting your dress, Jen?" Caitlin questioned.

"Whenever I find the time, I guess," Jen moaned. She was extremely relieved that the dance was only five days away. "Five more days," she muttered to herself.

Just then, Nikki walked up to The Lemon.

"Hey guys." she said

"Hey Nikki," squealed Caitlin. "Have you found a dress for the Winter Formal yet?"

"I haven't even decided if I actually want to go. It's just another stupid high school activity designed to make kids think it's a matter of social suicide if they don't go when all it is, in reality, is another way for the school to suck our hard-earned money out of pockets." Nikki hissed.

"Gosh, Nikki. Do you ever get tired of being such a cynic?" Caitlin asked genuinely out of curiosity.

"Nope. Born and raised." Replied Nikki sarcastically.

Caitlin stuck out her tongue at Nikki and Nikki replied with a shaking fist.

"So, Nikki," Jen said, trying to break the tension. "If you do go to the dance, are you taking Jonesy?"

Nikki sighed and finally answered, "We'll see."

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Jonesy sat at the counter of his new job at Copy This and stared into space. He was thinking about Nikki. When they mutually decided to end their relationship "to pursue other opportunities as well as become more mature" Jonesy thought he could handle it. He just assumed that he would move on to the same old hot chicks he had been chasing after since before him and Nikki's relationship. And he did. Even now, he was going to the Winter Formal with a beautiful busty blond with emerald green eyes and legs that went on for miles. However, all he could think about was how Nikki would have described her. As an "orange tanned, wannabe Paris Hilton with more plastic than Pam Anderson and a brain the size of a peanut, if that big."

He thought she was pretty but she just wasn't 'Nikki' enough for Jonesy. She acted like a little kid, never disagreeing or even attempting to express an opinion about anything. Everything was so freaking perfect!This annoyed Jonesy so much but he couldn't dump her because he wanted Nikki to see that he had moved on. But at the same time, he wanted her to know that he really missed her. The only things keeping him from blowing his brains out right now were the fact that he had customers at his counter and the thought that perhaps Nikki was as miserable as he was, although he doubted it.

'I hope she hasn't forgotten all about me,' Jonesy thought to himself.

"Because I haven't once stop thinking about you." He accidentally said out loud and covered his mouth hoping no one heard.