Sunday night.
After spending all day pretending to be busy doing unimportant things, like playing video games, rehearsing the lines for the tenth time, cleaning under the bed, the night finally arrived.
Jennette would be arriving in a few minutes, and I was (don't ask me why) walking in circles for 30 minutes. I had to admit that it was very strange. I knew her for almost six years. We've always been comfortable with each other. But she grew up, I grew up and somehow things have changed between us. We could even pretend it wasn't this way, but it was.
The doorbell rang and my heart jumped.
"Hey Nathan!" Jennette said
I said "hey" and asked her to come in.
For a moment (a very long moment) we just looked at each other. But, as salty as she was, she smiled and said:
"I thought I came here to rehearse lines, you lazy"
"Oh, sure. Did you bring yours?" I stuttered.
"Of course! So… which part are you in trouble with?" She asked.
"The one that you're sitting alone on the ground, at school, and then Freddie comes and we talk."
"ok… let's start"
I might be crazy, but there was something in the way she talked, and in the way she looked at me that made me feel… I don't have words.
She sat on the couch, while I stood. She began.
"Carly send you to find me?"
"Nope"
As we rehearsed, I began to notice trivial details. Like, that blue shirt she was wearing was a perfect contrast with her eyes, and how her skin looked so beautiful in the light of my room.
Or as she was beautiful when played, and that sometimes it seemed that it wasn't Sam talking to Freddie, but Jennette speaking to me. That thought made me smile.
"Oh you hate me…"
"I never said I hate you"
Why the hell does my stomach looked like it might explode? The time was flying…
Jennette was up next to me, now.
I don't know why, I recited my next line, looking into her eyes, using all the intensity that I could put into words. She listened carefully.
"Look, I know it's scary for you to put your feelings out there. 'Cause you never know if the person you like is gonna like you back. Everyone feels that way. But you'll never know what might happen if you don't..."
Jennette looked to her lines.
"And then they kiss." She said.
"And then they kiss" I said.
Taken by the brightness of those eyes that looked at me with innocence, I kissed her.
I kissed Jennette. Not Sam.
And for some unknown reason, she kissed me back.
I was intense and .. sweet. I didn't think anything at the moment.
There was just me and her.
When I released her, I couldn't decipher what she was thinking when she said:
"Great job dude. Hmm… I gotta go."
And she left.
