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do not own Young Americans or Hamilton and Jake. But I wish they would come back on air…
Hamilton,
along with the rest of the Rawley crew team is struggling through practice with
Finn yelling at the top of his lungs at them.
Cut to Hamilton being lectured by his father, the Dean, about applying
himself more in biology class. Cut to
him sitting in his room surrounded by poetry books.
Hamilton
VoiceOver: Have you ever had one of those days, when you
wake up and groan because you know deep down what lies ahead sucks? One of those days when bad things occur, and
just keep piling up till you almost can't take it anymore. But, have you also had one of those horrible
days when something so wonderful and exciting pops into your mind, you
practically forget all they other problems in your life? Well, this is one of those days. And this one thing happens to be a
person. This person is so intrigging
and exciting that the first time I met them I almost fell in love at first
sight. I say almost because, well...
that person was a guy...I thought.
It's 8:00, and Hamilton Fleming is
sitting on his bed trying without success to
finsih
his grueling poetry assignment. He yawns and leand back against his pillow
taking
the book with him. Without protest
Hamilton is asleep within 2 minutes. A
quiet
knock
on his dorm door doesn't even wake him.
So a harder knock follows. Then
the
door
knob turns and Jake, or Jackalyn (as Hamilton just found out) slowly slips into
his
room. Jake walks carefully over to
Hamilton's bed, when she sees he's alseep.
A
grin
escapes her mouth at the sight of his face with a peaceful smile on it. She reaches to touch his arm and awaken him,
but then pulls it back and thinks for a minute. She giggles to herself and tip-toes over to the other side of the
bed and jumps on, making the mattress bounce all over. Hamilton awakes with a startled look on his
face. And Jake laughs and says,
"Gotcha."
"God, you scared the hell outta
me Jake." Hamilton replied.
"Well, that wasn't my original
misson, but it will have to do for now." She said
smiling. "What I was actually going to ask
y..." Jake was cut off with
Hamilton's lips
meeting
hers in a gentle kiss. She didn't
protest, of course. She simply wrapped
her
arms
around his neck and totally forgot what she was talking about in the
process.
When
he finally opened his eyes (the gorgeous blue ones) and broke away, he asked:
"So...
what was it, you were talking about?"
Jake leaned back and thought for a
moment. "Was I talking?" she
finally said.
He
smiled and Jake thought she would melt.
Yep, melt right there on the bed.
"Well, I was going to ask you
if you wanted to go for a ride into town on my bike.
It
being a Friday night and everything."
Hamilton did finally notice that she was wearing a leather jacket and
was holding a helmet, and wearing some nice jeans that....
"Hamilton?!" Jake
yelled. "Hello? Ride?"
"Oh.. uh yeah sure. That would be cool." He replied stuttering.
"Good one Rico Suave... thats
what I get for living with a house full o' guys..."
Jake
complained (of course she was kidding, she loved living like this.)
They
soon both got off the bed and Hamilton grabbed a blue jacket and they tip toed
out
the door. They had to be quiet because
if the dean found out a Bike was on campus, he wouldn't be to happy. The couple finally made it out of the
building and began the walk to the woods.
"So, won't we wake the whole
place up?" Hamilton asked, refering to starting
the
motorcycle. Jake shrugged. "I usually just walk it down the street
aways. I haven't
had
a problem before."
The two finally got to the bike and
Jake, with the help of Hamilton, got it safely
onto
the road. Jake buttoned up her jacket
and pulled on the helmet. "Guess
you'll
have
to go helmetless, just hold on tight ok?"
Jake cautioned as she mounted the bike.
Hamilton hopped on behind her and wrapped his arms snuggly around her
waste.
"I have no problem with holding
on." he commented. She rolled her eyes and
smiled. Jake got the bike started and quickly
exited the Rawley property. As they
rode
along, Hamilton put his chin on her shoulder to talk to her.
"This is a little weird,"
he began. "Isn't it usually the
other way around. The guy
driving
and the girl hollding on?" Jake
loked back at him and laughed.
"Well, times have
chan..."she began. Suddenly a truck appeared in front of them, coming
straight at them.
"Jake, look out!" Hamilton desprately yelled. She swerved off the road and out
of
the trucks way but, ended up crashing down an embankment . Both driver and
passenger
were tossed off the seat. Hamilton
landed in a grassy spot, but Jake not
being
so fortunate landed with her arm under the bike. Even with the helmet she was
knocked
unconscience. Hamilton rolled over and groaned. He opened his eyes,
and
moved all his limbs to make sure nothing was broken. He sat up and looked
around.
"Jake? Where are you?" He asked to the night. Then he saw her. He made his
way
over to the bike and quickly lifted it off.
"Jake.. Jake? Oh
God....." He mumbled.
He
checked her pulse on her neck. It was
still fairly strong. Then he put his head
to her chest, she was breathing, although her breaths were shallow. He needed to get her inside and have someone talk care of her
arm. He wasn't even thinking about her
little... secret. They weren't to far
away from the school, luckily. He knew
that if he did
move
her, something even worse could happen, but her didn't know what else to do.
"Come Jake, don't give up on
me." He carefully lifted her body
up into his arms.
Her
head was leaned against his chest.
'Thank God for crew'. he thought.
Not that she was heavy, he just had a little way to go. No one would see her bike where it was.
Hamilton didn't know what he would
do without Jake. They had come to be
very close. He thought about that all the way back to the school.
Being careful not to disturb anyone,
he brought her back to his room. He was
very
careful not to move her arm. Hamilton
layed her on his bed and rolled up the
sleeve
of her hurt arm. He touched her cheak
and kissed her on the forehead.
"I'll be right back,' he promised.
Though he knew she probobly couldn't hear him.
Hamilton
ran down the hall to his fathers room.
He knocked on the door, then when
there
was no answer, barged in the room.
"Dad? Dad, you need to go
get a doctor."
he
pleaded. At Rawley, during an emergency
the dean needed to be present with the
doctors.
"Huh? Hamilton what's wrong?
Are you okay?" His father began.
Hamilton
looked
him in the eye. "Jake is hurt...
badly. I think she... he might have
broken
his
arm," he answered. The dean ran
down the hall to alert the school doctor, while
Hamilton
went back to his room, and Jake.
"Jake, Jake come on babe,
please wake up." Hamilton
pleaded. He held one of
her
hands. The doctor came in and told
Hamilton and the Dean to leave for five minutes.
Hamilton
reluctatly left the room. What if they
found out? What would happen?
Hamilton
was panicking. Suddenly the door opened
and the doctor peered out.
"Dean Fleming, I think you
might want to see this." The
doctor said with a dark
tone. Hamilton pushed past his father and the
doctor and looked at Jake. The doctor
had
taken off her shirt to check her heartbeat and saw the velcro strap she used to
cover up her chest. Dean Fleming
walked in and looked down at Jake.
"What the hell is going on
here? Hamilton do you know anything
about this?"
He
asked angrily.
Hamilton sat down on the bed next to
Jake. "Yeah dad I.. I do. Jake... Jacqlyn,
and
I were riding her motorcycle down...."
he began.
"Not the accident!" the dean yelled. "Why is there a girl on the boys campus?"
"Dad!! This is Jake. He's really a girl and..."
Hamiton began but, before he
could
finish a groan was heard from Jake's lifeless body. She moved her head around
and
slowly opened her eyes.
"Ham.. Hamilton? Where am I?" She studdered. Hamilton's
eyes met hers, and
he
leaned down and kissed her forehead again.
"I'm here. Your in my
room. We got in a little accident, I
think you broke your
arm.."
He told her as calmly as he could.
"I did? That..." Jake looked down and saw she
wasn't wearing a shirt and the
dean
was starring at her. "Oh
God!! Dean Fleming Uh......this..
this.."
"You are outta her young lady!!
What were you thinking! I don't
believe..." The
Dean
yelled. Hamilton got up, grabbed his
dad and pulled him away from Jake.
"Dad.. you need to relax...
Jake didn't do anything to deserve you screaming at
her....
and you can't kick her out." Hamilton said sternly.
"And why is that
Mister?" the dean sked his son.
"Because... because I love
her."
Hamilton
VoiceOver: There are these moments where you can surprise
yourself. You find
things in your self, that you never knew were
even there, and it takes you a few seconds to
realize that they're true. Things that are deep down inside you, but
you've never taken the time
to recognize.
After about 30 seconds of silence,
Hamilton continued. "I do.. I love
her." He
said
and smiled to himself, realizing it was true.
He looked back at Jake, who was
smiling
too.
"And.. if you kick her out..
I'm leaving too." He said and
turned around, walked
over
to the bed and sat down with a nod. The
dean walked over and grabbed Hamilton
by
the arm and pulled him into the corner off the room. Jake could hear them whispering.
Hamilton
nodded and walked back over to Jake.
The Dean looked back at the couple
and
left the room. Hamilton sat down on the
bed and starred straight ahead.
"My dad said that if you wanted
to you could enroll in Rawley girls, he would just
tell
people that you did it for a newspaper article or something..." He
began. Jake sat
up
and put her head on his shoulder. She
leaned her head over and kisses him.
She
wrapped
her one good arm around his neck, and he put his hands around her waist.
He
deapined the kiss and accedently bumped her arm. "Errr!" she
squealed in pain.
"Oh! Sorry.." he apoligized.
They both started laughing.
"That was really nice.. of you
to say Hamilton." Jake said.
"It was all true. I couldn't handle never seeing you
again." he replied.
"Thank-you and I love you too..
oh god that was wicked corny..."
she giggled.
"Thats okay.. corny isn't
always bad," he said looking into her eyes.
Hamilton
VoiceOver: Have you ever met that one person that is so
wonderful, that no
matter what life throws at you, it doesn't phase
you because they're there? Or it
doesn't matter
what the circumstances are, you just want to be
with them. The type of person who, it
doesn't
matter what gender they are, you just want to be
around them. Of course in this case,
that
person happening to be a girl was just an added
bonus....
"Well, I guess this means I'll get
to see you in more dresses huh?" Hamilton asked, lightening the mood.
" 'Guess so..." Jake
replied. "If your lucky..."
"Oh.. if I'm lucky
then...." he smiled. "We better get that arm taken care of."
Jake
nodded, not expecting what happened next.
Hamilton stood up and lifted Jake
up
into his arms and walked toward the door.
Jake laughed out loud.
"You know my legs aren't
broken." she told him.
"Don't ruin it. I'm
trying to be heroic..." he said and quickly kissed her on the
cheek. She wrapped her good arm around his neck and
Hamilton carried Jake toward the infirmary.
THE END!
