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I stand there still, thinking of what to do.
"You really have nothing to worry about, just don't fall for her," Eli says to me.
"Eli, he can't help who he falls for, it's not his fault if he falls for her and she doesn't accept it," Clare says.
"Stop talking about me as if I'm not here, okay? I can hear you. Eli, I know what you mean, but Clare's right. I can't help that." I say, agreeing with both of them, but not really.
I feel a tap on my shoulder, "Hey, Adam?" I hear her sweet voice and turn around.
"Oh hey, Jett," I say, staying calm.
She smiles her sweet smile and my stomach flutters, "So, um," she struggles with her words and I smile inside my mind. She's so damn adorable. "I was wondering if I can know what your classes are? If that's okay?" she asks sweetly and innocently. She's like a little kid.
I smile, "Um, yeah, sure."
She smiles back at me, "Yay," she says in a tone of a little girl and I laugh quietly.
I look at her schedule. I sink into myself as I find out we only have Rec. P.E together. We're ballroom dancing for two weeks. Oh shit. I snap back into reality.
"We have P.E. together," I say and smile.
"Really?" I nod, "Yay, at least I won't be alone completely on my first day."
Eli cleared his throat, as to tell me to introduce him to Jett.
"Oh, um, Jett, these are my friends; Clare and Eli," I introduce them.
She smiles widely, "Hey, it's nice to meet you both."
Eli and Clare say in unison, "Nice to meet you, too."
"Hey, Jett," Eli begins, "do you wanna hang out with us after school today?"
Clare says, "Yeah, do you? We could probably find something to do."
I look at Jett, who looks down at the floor.
"Um, I don't know, I probably can't. I have," she paused, "something to do."
I felt my face suddenly turn into a frown, Eli and Clare notice me and I perk back up.
"Oh, okay, well, maybe some other day then?" I ask.
She smiles and nods, "Of course. I hope you guys don't think I don't want to hang out with you. It's not that it's just this other thing is pretty important and-"
"No need to explain," I interrupt her, "it's cool, we're still on for lunch, right?"
"Oh, definitely," she blushes a little and a smirk grows on her face. This gave me butterflies.
The bell rang, "Damn it, class time," I say, "Did you need help finding your first class?" I ask Jett, just trying to be a good guy.
"I think I have it, but thank you anyway," she nods and smiles to assure me, "And thank you for the help. You know, showing me around and whatnot."
I smile back at her, "It's not a problem."
We go our separate ways and I walked to class. As I walked I couldn't get her off my mind. She seemed to fit right in with my friends. I just hope no one else takes her away from me. I'm so selfish, I know, but who can blame me? I haven't like anyone sense Bianca and that was a mistake beyond words. After all, the girl threatened to kill me. I know Jett would find out sooner or later by Bianca or someone else that I was born in a girl's body. I wouldn't mind telling Jett, but I wanted her to hear it from me, no one else but me. I had to stop her from finding out the wrong way. What if Bianca tells her and she's scared away from me? What if she finds out and never wants to talk to me again? I think I'd die if she found out by someone other than me.
I couldn't wait till class was over. As the teacher was talking about, well, whatever it was, I kept thinking constantly about Jett. She just won't leave my mind no matter what I do; no matter what I try to think about. I feel something hit the back of my neck, I turn around to see what it is or who threw something at me. Eli threw a piece of paper at me, which landed on the empty desk behind me after it hit my neck. I pick it up and open it, for it's folded.
Dude, you're spacing out more than usual today, what's wrong? It reads.
I write back: I can't stop thinking about Jett, I think I might be obsessed or something. Am I crazy? I throw it back to him.
He throws it back: Yeah, you're insane. You just met the girl, and I don't want you to get hurt if she find out…you know, just be careful, man. Take it slow.
He throws the paper back to me, I open it and read it, then the bell rings.
I hurry out of class to go to my locker, hoping to see her in the process. I get there and there she is. Eli comes up behind me, "Go get her, man."
I smile and take a deep breath and walk suavely to her.
"Hey!" I say loudly, she jumps up and lets out a small, quiet yelp.
She lets out a laugh, noticing it's me, "Oh," she sighs, "hey," she smiles.
"How'd your first class go?" I ask.
"It went… alright, I guess. Except this one guy, his name was Drew," says sighs and shakes her head.
"Drew what?" I ask, for some reason automatically knowing who she's talking about.
"Drew… Torres," she answers.
"Oh," I let out a soft laugh, "ignore him, he's my brother. What did he do?"
"He kept throwing shit at me, I'm like, dude, what the fuck?" she says.
I laugh again, "I'll talk to him for you if you want? He's harmless, trust me."
She smiles and closes her locker, leaning against it, "Why are you so nice to me? I'm not used to this… niceness, it's quite scary."
I lean against my own locker, "Why's it scary?" I smile.
She shrugs, "I don't know, it just is. I'm just not… it seems, like I'm not the type of girl you'd talk to or be nice to or polite to."
The bell rings as I'm about to say something, "Shit," she laughs and I smile at her.
"Don't we have P.E. together right now?" she asks.
"Oh, yeah, that's right. Do you… wanna walk there together?"
"Sure," she says with a smile, "so, what are we doing in class today? Do you know?"
"We're… ballroom dancing…" I say in shame.
"Not my favorite thing in the world, but I can deal," she says.
"Do you…" I pause for a second, "wanna be my partner?" I ask.
"Depends, are you good at it?" she smiles, sticking out her tongue, teasing me. I like that.
"Well, you'll just have to figure that out, won't you?" I tease her back, making her blush.
We finally get to class, we sit next to each other. As we sit down our hand collide and a shiver is shocking and roaming my entire body. I look down at her hand, as well does she. We both look into each other's eyes. She quickly pulls away. I think I scared her. I frown as her hand moves. The teacher walks in and it's a substitute.
"Hello, class, I'll be taking the please of your teacher today. I'm an expert ballroom dancer. I don't care about roll call, so let's get right to it, shall we?" she says to us all.
I hear her, but can't stop thinking about Jett and how our hands touched. I'm lost in thought, so I guess I didn't hear our instructor give the instructions, so she walks up to me and gets in my face, "Pick your partner," she raises her voice to me.
"Oh," I look at Jett, "Do you…?" I ask, too nervous to finish the question.
She obviously knew what I was about to ask, "Sure," she says, smiling at me sweetly. There goes that smile again. I shivered again.
I stand up and offer my hand to Jett, she takes it. Finally. I release my breath and lead her to the middle of the dance floor.
We position ourselves correctly, I place a hand on her hip, she places her hand on my shoulder and our bodies touch gently against each other. Delicately. I shiver again. We begin dancing and I can't help but feel nothing but insane happiness. I love us being this close, I love her touch, everything about her I loved. I'm slowly but surely falling for a girl I barely know; a girl who doesn't know my secret; a girl that could easily hate me in the matter of seconds.
We dance all of class, which pleases me to no extent. I don't want this closeness to end, ever. If I did I don't think I can survive. Of course, knowing my luck, the bell rings and class ends. It seems every time her and I are close and I'm inconceivably happy something interrupts us. I frown and she notices.
"Adam? Are you okay, hon?" she asks sweetly, you can tell she was worried.
I shake my head, "Nothing, don't worry."
"Are we still going to The Dot?" she ask, her eyes innocent as they gaze into mine.
"Oh, yeah, we are, are you ready?" I ask and smile.
She nods, "I'm ready," she smiles at me.
We head out of class, close to each other. We're almost out of the school when I see Clare and Eli walking towards us.
"Gimme a sec, kay?" I say to Jett, putting my hand on her shoulder.
She blushes and nods, waiting for me.
I walk to Clare and Eli, "Hey, guys, um, not to be rude or anything, but I'd like to have lunch with Jett alone, is that okay?"
Clare smiles and nods at me, "Yeah, of course, go get her."
I click my tongue and playfully knock my fist against Clare's shoulder lightly, "Thanks."
I walk back to Jett, "Ready?"
She nods. Even her nod is cute.
We walk out of the school when we see Bianca, Fitz and Owen sitting on the stoop. I pause in my step.
"What's wrong?" Jett asks.
"I- You see that group of people over there?" I ask and point.
She nods, "You mean those two guys and that huge-ass slut?" she laughs, "What about them?"
I laugh, "Well, they don't like me very much."
"Fuck them, here, take my hand," she offers her hand to me.
My heart jumps into my throat again and I offer my hand to her as well, "What for?"
She takes my hand and starts walking forward, "Just trust me."
We're pretty close, I like it. I could smell her, I could feel her. She makes me feel like nothing can go wrong. We walk by Bianca, Fitz and Owen. They stare at us, I smiled to myself as they looked in shock. We're past them now, I laugh. Jett and I run to The Dot giggling.
"What was that for?" I ask.
She smiled, "I don't know, just felt right."
"You're the best, you know that?" I say.
We stop walking, she looks into my eyes, "No, Adam, you are…" she says softly.
Her soft voice makes me quiver more than her actual voice. I start to move closer to her, about to kiss her when suddenly Sav comes running up to us. Goddamn it, Sav!
"Hey, Jett, we need you," Sav says, out of breath.
"What for?" she asks.
"You know, for… well, you know," he stutters.
She scoffs in aggravation, "Fuck, fine."
She lets go of my hand, I didn't want to let go but I had to, I didn't want to seem like a creeper.
"I'll see you later, Adam," she says softly again and kisses my cheek and waves bye.
I place my hand on my cheek and smile. I can feel my entire face turning red. She kissed my cheek, she… kissed my fucking cheek! I say in my mind. I'm so happy, you have no idea. I want to scream out that I'm happy. That I think I may be in love with Jett.
I see Eli walk up to me, surprisingly enough he wasn't with Clare. They were always together.
"Dude, why's your face so red?" Eli asks.
"She… she kissed my cheek," I answer.
Eli smirks, "Well, looks like you're in love with her or something, man."
"I… I think I am, man," I say softly, rubbing my cheek.
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