Author's note: So here it is, my first fic! So excited! =D I just want to say, thank you for taking time to read this, I worked really hard on it. But I don't know if you're going to like it so I'm kind of nervous too. :-/ But just so you know I'm only in 8th grade so if it's not that good, remember that I'm just a stupid little kid, what else would you expect? Reviews are appreciated, and constructive criticism is welcomed. But if you have nothing nice to say, don't leave a review. Now go on and read! =) I hope you enjoy it!
Theresa Lemaise awoke as she fell from a cliff, and was falling to her death. But she didn't die. Instead she landed gently on her soft bed. That hadn't really happened of course; it was only a dream. She sat up, trying to remember. It had been a good dream, but it had ended badly. What time is it? 6:55. Five more minutes of precious sleep. Closing her eyes, she drifted back to sleep for what seemed like two seconds. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! It was amazing how much time could go by if you closed your eyes. She rolled over and shut off her alarm, then relished the last few seconds of rest before she would have to get up and begin a new day. Finally, she got up, dressed in a white v neck t-shirt and blue cardigan and black skinny jeans, and tied her long brown hair in a sleek ponytail. Looking in the mirror, she examined her reflection and put on a little eyeliner and mascara. It wasn't a lot, but any amount of eye makeup set off her green eyes dramatically. She walked downstairs to where her dad and brother Josh were already eating breakfast. She had didn't know where her mom was, and her dad didn't like to talk about her. "Good morning sweetheart." Her brother didn't say anything as he was too busy eating. Sandra, the Lamaise's housekeeper, set a plate with toast and eggs on it. "I make egg toast for you!" She said proudly. "Just as she had finished eating, a car honked outside. She checked her watch. Right on time, as usual. As she ran outside, Josh yelled, "Have fun with your boyfriend!" Theresa ignored him and smiled to herself as she heard her dad scolding him. Opening the car door, she climbed into the passenger seat next to Gus. Every time he saw her, he was struck by how perfect she was. And she was pretty. With long shiny brown hair, flawless skin, bright green eyes, high cheekbones, and full lips, she was a true beauty and everyone knew it except for her. And it was funny, she thought the same about him. He wasn't the same dorky kid he was in elementary school, that's for sure. He was tall, about a foot taller than Theresa, and very muscular. Not to mention he had gotten contact lenses, so now he was pretty popular. This time though, he didn't let it go to his head, not like the last time when he broke his glasses. This physical attraction has been going on since middle school when everyone was starting to think, maybe kissing isn't gross after all. Maybe cooties aren't real. Maybe love is a real thing. That was when Gus and Theresa began to ask themselves the question, "Could we ever be more than just friends?" then pushing it away. No. The answer to that question is no. They were friends, nothing more. No deeper connection than that. "-is really nice today." Theresa was snapped back to reality. "Huh?" She said lamely. "Oh, I was just saying that the weather is really nice today." Said Gus. Theresa looked back out the window. He was right- the sky was blue, the sun was shining, and there wasn't a cloud in sight. "Mmhmm." She agreed. She had been trying to remember the dream she had had last night. She actually remembered quite a bit of it. She was in a big garden with lots of flowers when she heard a voice call out to her. "Cornchip Girl." It said. "Come with me." It was Gus. She followed him, and he lead her to another part of the garden. They were under a kumquat tree, and their lips were about to meet when suddenly the sky turned dark, and big black helicopters appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and dragged them away from each other. She was in handcuffs, and was thrown out of the helicopter. That's when she woke up. Gus pulled into the school parking lot. Turning off the engine, he turned to face her. "Are you ok?" He asked. "Huh?" "You've been really quiet lately. Is everything all right?" His soft brown eyes were filled with concern. "Yeah I'm fine, just been thinking." "Thinking about what?" No way was she going to tell him the truth. Because the truth was, she had been thinking about him. "I was thinking about…nothing." She was a horrible liar. Gus looked confused for a moment, then shook it off, knowing better than to ask further. "Well, we'd better go then." He put his arms around her tiny waist, embracing her for just a moment longer than an ordinary friend hug. That didn't matter though. They were only friends. Still, that question still hung in the air; Could we ever be more than friends?
P.S: I know this chapter is uneventful, but things get more exciting in the next chapter, trust me.
P.S.S Was this chapter too short? Should I make future chapters longer? Let me know. Thanks for reading .