Chapter 1
Kim's POV
I stared into his deep brown eyes. "I just want to let you know that you're amazing, Jack," I said. I watched as a slow smile spread over his face and he stepped closer to me, putting a hand on my arm. As he leaned in to kiss me, I smiled, and tilted my head up to face his lips. When our lips finally met, I swear I saw fireworks explode. His lips were soft, sweet and tasted like chocolate. He nibbled gently on my lower lip and I moaned softly. We stayed there for about five more seconds before he pulled back, our noses and foreheads still touching and my head still reeling. I heard Dolph yell, "CUT! I cut my leg and it really hurts!" from over the steep hill under the Hollywood sign. Jack chuckled and looked at me, eyes twinkling. "Come on," he said, taking my hand. "Let's get out of here."
"And it was perfect," I sighed, in conclusion to my story. It was sad to say that I had been skipping around the mall like a lovestruck bunny all day."Well, aren't you in love," Joan teased, stretching out the o. Joan had become my official 'Jack consultant'.
"Yup, I knew you and Jack would get together," she said. "But it would have happened faster if you had just chained him to your backyard like I had suggested." I rolled my eyes. "That's not legal," I reminded her.
"So when is your next date?" she asked, leaning forward. I frowned; Jack had't actually called or texted me since yesterday. Joan must have read my mind because she said, "If that boy ain't smart enough to ask you out, you should make the first move." She slid my cell phone towards me.
I weighed my options: If I asked Jack out, he could say no or we could be on a date tonight, or our strongly built friendship would slowly crumble due to the awkwardness of not talking.
Text him it is, I decided, grabbing the phone.
From: Kim
To: Jack
Message: Hey jack, wanna catch a movie w/me l8r?
And send, I thought, clicking the send button. I shut the phone and slipped the cell into my pocket. "What'd you say?" asked Joan, far too eagerly. "Nothing much," I replied.
Joan lifted her eyebrows. "I just asked him if he wanted to see a movie with me later," I said, raising my hands.
Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket.
You have a text from JACK, my phone read.
From: Jack
To: Kim
Message: cant sorry
I frowned again; that was unusual, Jack was never that curt while texting. Something had to be up.
For the rest of the week, I never saw a wink of Jack. He always managed to avoid me at school, the gym, and he never answered ant of my calls. By Sunday, I had accepted the fact that Jack didn't want anything to do with me
