Hey, Chapter 2 and sorry for the wait, my computer is having technical diffuculties. Thanks to all my fans for reading(there's only nine of you so please to Bitter-Sweet-ish for being my first fan and thanks to Alyson Noel for writing the series(even though I had to change one of my titles). Anybody who hasn't read Evermore must read it before continuing or I'll delete this story and people will be depressed.
I walked Damen to the usual center table. All I could hear was: "Ever is so lucky! Damen shouldn't be looking at her llike that though; she's taken!" but they were all right; Damen was so drop dead gorgeous and all he did was smile...at me! He chuckles and the world goes silent.
"Hey, Ever, who's-" Rachel starts abd practically chokes on her sandwich.
"I'm Damen and ou must be Rachel" he sticks out his hand, she takes it. "And Brandon." but he doesn't take it. He eyeballs the poor boy.
"Brandon, stop!" I mutter and yet again, Damen chuckles.
"Yeah, How'd you-"
"Ever told me everything about how school is and about you guys."
"Uh," I start but he just puts up a finger to my lips and sends and electrical current through my body. I feel warm and comfortable when his gaze meets mine.
"Shh." he whispers just for me too hear. They start a conversation and I open my lunch box to find a big, red tulip with waxy petals look up at me and gasp. Damen chuckles without looking back at me. I realised three things:(1) Damen doesn't have an aura (2) I can't read his thoughts and (3) every time I think something that would make him laugh; he laughs! He chuckles...AGAIN! I come to one conclusion for my third realisation; he's phsycic, too! Finally, I'm not alone.
"I guess you could say that," He smiles and I continue on eating my sandwich. I go to my fifth period class; math. Guess wht; Damen's im that class, too! The afternoon went by quickly considering Damen was in every class bit my last one; drama. I invited him to my house but he couldn't come so I decided to break the news with Brandon.
"Hey, It's Brandon; leave me a message and I'll get back." his answering machine picked up.
"Hey, Brandon; it's Ever. Come to my house after practice and I'll see ypu later; bye." I hung up; happy that cheerleading didn't have practice the same days as football.
I drove home.
Hey, sorry for the mini-cliffie. I'll update soon, I just don't know what will happen next so I had to cut the chapter short, too.
Thanks For Reading,
FG