/a.n/Remember the way the girls teased Remy?So this is sort of a reminiscing thing about all the boys. :) hope you like it.
Disclaimer;All belongs to Sarah Dessen,not I.
I lay in bed , silent and feverish. I felt completely sick after the set and Dexter rushed me back to the trailer. The set was good for once and Ted didn't complain when they played a covers for the intro which was a first. The rest of the band had stayed on while I went back with Dexter. Ah.....how embarrassing. I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to drift off.......
Flashback:
"The boyfriend club," Jess said now, leaning back in the booth. "God, how many guys has Remy dated?"
"A hundred," Lissa said instantly , then shrank back when I looked at her. "I mean ,I don't know."
"Fifty," Chloe decided." Not less than."
They all turned to look at me.
Sixth grade. Randall Baucon. God, he was sweet. And clingy. He wouldn't stop calling for week after we broke up.
Seventh grade. Mitchell Lochmain. Red head. Our first kiss was a kisser but always left a minty aftertaste.
Thomas Gibbs. His mother was enthusiastic about us. Very. She was an excellent cookie-baker.
Eljiah....something. Nice and forgettable.
Ninth grade. Roger. Cheated with Jenifer Task. Obscene , randy and had a birthmark on his butt.
Keldanielevan. Offensive line of the soccer team. Dumb, dumber and dumbest. All were big, beefy ,good-looking but with the brains of a bird. Combined.
Peter Scranton and a girl from Fayetteville. Whoopee.
Brian Tisch. Blue Porsche. Awesome kisser.
Edward. Atlantic beach. Lots of romantic dinners by the sea.
Dante. Hot guy. Thick accent. Difficult to understand but....beautiful smile.
Jonathon. Assholebastardcheater .Likes girls with cheap, red thongs.
Paul. Perfect Paul. Spinnerbait lover.
And then .......Love.
"You still there,honey?" a voice called out through the haze. I groaned, this fever made my head spin. "Maybe we should get you to a doctor...your temperature is going up." he said, pressing cool, soothing fingers to my temple and a worried smile flashed above me. He bit down on his lip, a uncharacteristic mannerism from happy-go-lucky Dexter. I opened my mouth and slurred.....something. Then I recognized it. The words.
"I love you, Dexter. I absolutely, absolutely love you....in fact, we'll marry one day. Because I love you..."
God. How mortifying. I closed my eyes and hoped it was just a dream.
"Of course, you do. love. Of course, you do." a soft laugh and warm , velvet lips kissed into my hair and I drifted off to sleep....
/A.N/short and sweet....reviews please!