Sunday Morning Song

"Your summer dress
A late downpour
And how they caught us on the stairs
That silent song you'd sing to me
Keeps singing..."

One minute, everything was fine and dandy. The next moment, Chase Meade's face was unwillingly pressed down onto his birthday cake.

He looked up, wiping the icing from his eyes, to see a very angry Lili Daniels standing behind him.

"That's what you get for thinking that you are so much better than everybody else." Lili said angrily, turning around to walk out of the house.


Are you confused at this point? You should be, let me rewind back to how this whole mess started and that would surely answer some inevitable questions. Like, why was Lili Daniels so angry?
Well, it all started at the beginning of the school year of two seniors at Northfield High School. Chase and Lili were, what you would say, part of two different worlds.

Chase was the wealthy, athletic, and family-legacy type. He spent his days playing tennis (the big sport at Northfield) and making out with girls at the back seat of his car.

Not the type of guy that you would bring home to meet your parents (I know I wouldn't, but then again, I'm not allowed to date.), but you do it anyways because one, he was so damn gorgeous that you knew that your parents would absolutely approve; two, he was fantastically wealthy that you would be set for the rest of your life if you ever married him (which you would only fantasize about); and three, you had no idea that he was relationship-phobic.

Consequently, once you did bring him home to meet your parents, to him, this was no longer a fling… but a relationship. Thus, right after that unfortunate night, he told you that this was going too fast for him and that he "needed his space".

After the "break-up", he tended to avoid you as much as possible. But even that became difficult, because of the staggering number of girls he's had flings with had made him begin to lose track of them by his senior year. He pretty much had to avoid almost every girl in the school. It was sad and pathetic, but that was Chase Meade for you.

Throughout all of Chase's mishaps with the opposite sex, he knew that there was one person that he could always count on to be there for him. This was his best friend, Charlie James.

Charlie was one of those complete emtional idiots that always seem to have everything going for them. He had looks, money, good reputation, and brains, and was just about an all-around nice guy. The only problem was that Charlie was so clumsy. He would constantly trip and fall up and down the stairs and would slip on anything that was remotely slipable.

Charlie sometimes wondered why he was even friends with Chase, and then he remembers that their families had been friends since the dawn of time. Besides, Charlie knew that Chase was really a nicer guy than he appeared to be. But this was something that the one special girl for Chase would need to find out. This was not something that Charlie should aid anybody in.


Now Lili was pretty much the complete opposite. For one thing, she was neither wealthy nor athletic. She didn't even come from that interesting of a family. She was more of the bookworm, the brainiac, and the plain Jane.

Lili didn't know that much about the opposite sex. This was not because she was such a dork that nobody wanted to date her. Well, there was some truth in that, but among other things, Lili never really dated guys. Sure, she's had her crushes before, but it only took her until the 8th grade to realize that she was going to grow up a spinster and that she should just leave the subject of love alone.

Throughout her high school years, Lili not only became the go-to-girl for homework help, but for advice on things like family and relationships too. Even though she didn't have that much experience with the latter topic, she managed and advised as best as she could.

Now, Lili had one best friend who was the opposite of Lili in almost everyway. Her name was Jane Sanders, and they've been friends since the 5th grade when Lili stopped this one bully from trying to kiss Jane.

Jane was basically the one girl you would love to hate but you couldn't because she was just so nice. (The angel that always seem to appear out of nowhere in every story.) Jane saw in Lili what no one (especially a guy) could see, and that was Lili's beauty and personality. She believed that Lili was just as pretty as she was smart. She also knew that Lili had a mind that was quicker than anybody else but that she just didn't have that much faith in herself.

Oh, yeah, Jane just happened to be the senior class president because she was just that popular. Especially with the guys, this was something that always surprised Lili, because Jane never seemed to be able to stay with one guy for more than a month. It was never anything that Jane did, there was always something wrong with the guy. Lili would try to warn her, but Jane would never listen to her when it came to the matters of the heart. Lili knew better though….


Anyways, back to our main characters….

For their first three years at Northfield High, Chase and Lili never interacted with each other. Sure, Lili knew of Chase, the huge tennis star at her school, but Chase never once noticed the talkative brunette walking by him each day. This was to Lili's pleasure because she wouldn't want "the great Chase Meade" to notice her anyway. She knew about his adventures and mishaps with girls and she would rather be a spinster then be noticed by anyone who was anywhere near his type.

And it also wasn't like Chase was in any of Lili's classes, Lili was taking hard classes and Chase was…. Well, he just didn't push himself hard enough. So, Lili and Chase never had any real reason to be around each other.

I'm beginning to drag, aren't I? This is the introduction after all.


All of that brings us to our real beginning of the story.

Senior year, the year that everybody knew would be their last year of happiness until reality strikes. This was also the year that Chase's guidance counselor decided to put him in a couple of higher level classes.

I said that Chase didn't push himself; I never said that he was dumb, because he wasn't.

"Ms. J, I know you're only looking out for me but I don't need or want to take these AP classes. I'm fine with where I am." Chase said as he sat there, in his guidance counselor's office, pleading for her to put him back into his normal classes.

"Chase, you are fully capable of doing this level of work. Your state test scores are through the roof and your SAT scores…more than what is expected than the level of work that you've been doing these few years. Why don't you push yourself?" Ms. Jones said, looking at him with a slight disappointed look. She was determined to put him into these classes.

"Like I told you, I'm fine where I am. I mean, all I need is to play tennis everyday and I'm basically set. I don't really see the point of taking these classes."

"Tennis isn't everything, Chase. These classes would most likely help you get into college." Ms. Jones said. She never approved of the stardom that athletics get if they were good in any one sport. She was more of an academics junkie when she was in school.

"Ms. J, you really think that I can't get into any college without these classes." Chase said in his overly cocky voice.

"Well, I'm sure you could, but…" Ms. Jones started with a devious look on her face. She was going to play her secret weapon.

"But what?" Chase said, not knowing of what to expect.

"Oh no, I was just thinking of how many ex-girlfriends you've accumulated over the years, Chase." She said, knowing full-well of Chase's escapades.

"That would a lot, Ms. J, but I don't see where you're getting at."

"Well, it's in all likelihood that they would be in every single one of your classes. Now if you don't want to be bombarded by all those angry and bitter girls, I would highly recommend you to take a few of the classes that I've suggested."

Cosidering the type of girls that Chase would have flings with (They were not the brightest crayons in the box.), this statement would most likely be true.

"You got me there, Ms. J, but what if I'm not as smart as you think I am?"

"Then I would gladly put you back in the classes that you should be taking this year." She said.

"Just one thing, what about Charlie?" Chase asked, hoping that there would at least be one person he knew among all his new goody-goody-two-shoe classmates.

"I can't talk about that with you, Chase. He knows his schedule, ask him." She swerved her chair back a little so that she could get the copy of Chase's new schedule out of the printer.

"Here," she said, handing to him the white sheet of paper. "And I've assigned somebody to help you out in the next two weeks. I'm sure you would like her, she's one of my favorites."

"Oh, great, Ms. J, you've sent someone to baby-sit me?" Chase said with a tone of boredom.

"Didn't you hear her? She said 'to help' you." Chase looked up to see a girl standing in the doorway. He didn't remember much from the very first time he met her, but he did remember thinking that she had beautiful eyes behind those glasses.

"Sorry, did I just interrupt something important?" She apologized, walking over to sit down in front of Ms. Jones's desk, in the seat next to Chase.

"Oh no, Lili, we were just about finish. Chase, I would like for you to meet Lili Daniels. Lili, Chase Meade." Ms. Jones introduced. "Lili, if you wouldn't mind, I would like for you to make sure Chase doesn't get too lost in any of the classes that you two share with each other."

"Okay," Lili said, picking up Chase's schedule off the desk and looking at it. "Oh... he's in seven of my classes."

"Wait, what?" Chase straightened up to take the schedule away from Lili to look at it for himself.

"That's right, pure coincidence too. Nothing on my part, I swear." Ms. Jones held up her hands in a surrender-like gesture.

"Right." Chase and Lili said at once, pulling out the 'i' for emphasis.

"Well, move along then before you miss your first class. Homeroom should end right about…" Ms. Jones stopped as the three people heard the bell ring, signaling the start of first period pf the first day of school. "…now."

Chase and Lili walked out of the guidance office and into the hallway full with bustling students frantically trying to find their first class.

Chase looked at his schedule to see that his first period class was English. (More specifically AP English Literature & Composition, but Chase thought that it was just a fancy way of saying the class that read and talked about dead authors and their 'style'.)

He didn't really know where he was going but he assumed that the girl, Lili, might know.

"Where are we going exactly?" he asked as they both climbed up a set of stairs.

"English." She said simply.

"Okay." He said in his signature monotone voice. (You didn't hear this from me, but I hear that girls find Chase's voice to be extremely sexy.)

"Look," Lili stopped and turned to face him. "There's one thing that we've got to make clear. I'm only doing this as a favor to Ms. Jones. But other than that, I really don't like you. And I really don't like what you stand for. Now move it before we're late." Lili started to walk again.

Chase was left stunned but realized quickly enough to keep on walking behind her, because he had no idea where he was going.

Once in the classroom, Chase immediately saw Charlie and sat down next to him while he observed Lili sitting next to a pretty blond girl. The two girls were joking and laughing and exchanging their schedules.

"Funny, I never thought that those two would be friends," Chase thought to himself, comparing the blond's beauty to Lili's.

After English, Chase hurriedly walked next to Lili and asked her what had been bothering him all through class.

"Why?" He asked out of the blue.


Disclaimer: I would love it if P&P was mine, but alas, it's not so...DON'T SUE ME! Please? I would appreciate it if you didn't.

A/N: Hey, you guys! I know, this was pretty quick, right? But I had the day off and just had this inspiration. I hope you guys like it.

So, what do you guys think of the new story? It's written differently and I've never written in the third-person before, but it's still my style.

Anyways, I'm beginning to ramble but I just want to say that I've decided that I dislike organization. So from now on, the titles and lyrics at the beginning of each chapter will be random from a pool of my favorite songs.

Time to end my always unnormally long author's note, thanks for everybody who reviewed to make Untitled have 200 reviews. It was so awesome!!

In conclusion, review to tell me if you like this story, okay? And thanks for reading, and always...excuse my grammar.