I got into the passenger seat of Xavier's car and couldn't believe my sudden spontaneous decision. I looked at my pale hands and began to fidget as Xavier circled the car and got in. The tension quickly surfaced throughout the car and I stayed frozen like a statue not looking at him. I couldn't afford to look at him; his eyes were what had me here in the first place. I knew he was watching me, probably waiting for me to say something or move but I didn't. I knew I had made a mistake and I should have opened the door and left but I couldn't seem to do so. I resigned to that thought and to the fact that I wanted to be there. He leaned in which caused me to move slightly and look at him quite bedazzled. He was watching me intently, burning his gaze on mine, searching for something he seemed to have lost in my eyes and was desperately trying to find.

"Wednesday," he finally spoke, "I'm glad you decided to come with me," he said as he gripped my seat.

I nodded and looked away at the parking lot and noticed many other students leaving school early; it must be a Friday thing.

"So are we going somewhere or is this where to you wanted to take me?" I said trying to sound as annoyed as I could.

He chuckled.

"Hardly Wednesday," he said as he put the key in the ignition and drove off.

Xavier drove with one hand on the wheel and every so often stole quick subtle glances at me. I know my awkward silence was driving him mad, but he seemed to be content with just looking at me since he would smile from time to time.

"What are you thinking?" he asked looking at the road.

"Where are you taking me?" I snapped back.

"You can't answer a question with a question," he said looking over to me.

"Says who?"

He smiled and turned on the radio; the sound of The Cure instantly vibrated through my ears.

"I thought you didn't have any Cure CD's in your car," I said looking at the radio.

"Right," he said looking at me and smiling.

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You lied."

"People lie it's common nature."

"I don't want to go anywhere with you turn around," I said as I crossed my arms like a whiny child.

"Oh Wednesday stop being dramatic, I had good intentions I just wanted to talk to you but as always you were being complicated. I must have told the most innocent lie in mankind."

"I'm not complicated I hate it when you say that."

"You most certainly are but it's alright I don't mind too much," he said smiling.

"Wipe that stupid smirk off your face it is quite irritating and I don't know why you would come up with little white lies to talk to me out of all people."

"How many times have we gone through this," he began, "oh yea about a hundred," he said sarcastically as he raised his finger to his lips and then turned his attention towards me, "I like you Wednesday and you don't make it easy for me to get to know you so I have to get creative."

I rolled my eyes at him and leaned into my seat. Disintegration started playing and my mind was at ease. We both began singing to the song completely forgetting what we just talked about.

"My dad loves The Cure; he's been to a couple of their concerts. He used to play all their albums and I grew up listening to them and became a huge fan."

"He's been to their concerts?" I asked surprised.

Ever since I was little I have been dying to go to one of their concerts but I have never had the opportunity.

"Yea in the eighties and nineties, they look like they are amazing live."

"Yea, I wish so badly to see them live."

"So do I, maybe if they ever come around we can go together," he said looking at me waiting for an answer.

"Maybe," I finally said.

"Good enough for me," Xavier said smiling.

His smile was contagious, so much that I wanted to smile.

"Are we there yet" I asked.

"Almost."

"Where are we even going?" I asked whining a little.

"You will see when we get there stop being impatient Wednesday."

"Well excuse me for being in a car with a stranger that won't tell me where he is taking me."

He rolled his eyes.

"I am not a stranger Wednesday."

"Must you say my name in every sentence, Xavier?"

"I happen to like saying your name, Wednesday."

I frowned.

"You're impossible."

"Thank you," he said as he winked at me, "oh and by the way we're here."

We stopped in front of a record store a few miles away from school. I noticed many people stepping in and out.

"Why are we here?" I asked stepping out of the car.

"You'll see," Xavier said as he led me inside.

The inside made me feel like I was in a whole new world. The walls were painted of different colors including black and there was paint splashed on them. There were endless shelves stacked with CD's and records of all genres and artists. There were posters of many different bands on the walls as well. Bands such as Nirvana, Led Zeppelin, The doors, Hendrix, Kiss, ACDC, Steve Miller Band, and of course The Cure. There were even posters of the ceilings and classic lyrics also written on the walls. Everything was so retro and had a mix of grunge and hippie. People were jamming and even playing their own music since there were many instruments all over the place.

"This place is amazing," I said in awe to Xavier.

"It is one of my favorite places, look at this," he said as he walked over to one of the stands and pulled out a record, "I love me some Nirvana, do you?"

"Yes I do, I love the whole 90's grunge era."

"I wish it was still the 90's America has lost its taste in music."

"Tell me about it," I said looking through the shelves.

Smells like teen spirit started playing and people started to cheer.

"I guess we're not the only Nirvana fans," I said.

"These people here have the best taste in music; it is something we all have in common."

We started looking through the shelves and I actually bought a few CD's. Xavier and I started playing with the huge drums and he was actually worse than I was which caused me to slightly grin. We talked about music and even some personal stuff, I don't know why but I was so open with him. It felt as though I knew him for years and it was uncanny how many things we had in common. I mean we were total opposites of course but we shared common interests, especially our common taste for music. He is so laid back and open minded about everything which I find dangerously alluring. He picked up one of the guitars and started playing it and I was completely surprised.

"You play?" I asked bewildered.

"Yup since I was seven," he said as he ran his fingers smoothly through the guitar.

"Do you play anything?" Xavier asked.

"I can play the piano."

"Wow really?" he asked surprised.

"Yes my father taught me when I was very little and I became accustomed and now I enjoy playing."

"I would love to hear you play some time Wednesday."

"No," I said simply looking away.

"Why not?"

"I only play alone I'd hate to have an audience."

He rolled his eyes at me. "I will hear you play some day."

I huffed.

"Let's go downstairs," Xavier said.

"What's downstairs?" I asked.

"Do you not trust me?"

"Well I don't know you can be an axe murderer for all I know and it's not like anyone will hear my screams from up here."

He laughed and held out his hand to me.

"You're funny," he said still extending his hand out to me winking. I narrowed my eyes at him and walked past him towards the stairs.

He ran his fingers through his hair, "Okay I see how it is," he said as he walked over and towered over me. I looked up at him waiting for him to say whatever he was thinking, but he just simply pushed one of my strands behind my ear and kept his hand there for a few seconds just staring into my eyes. I snapped out of his intense gaze and motioned for him to lead the way and he did. When we got downstairs it was a bit dark and had a stage with a microphone and drums on the back. There were plenty of seats on the back with small round tables a few lights.

"Okay now what is this?" I asked confused.

"People come here to perform."

"Famous people?" I asked.

"No," I frowned, "just normal people who want to express and share their music with others."

"Hence looking for a record deal."

"Believe it or not no Wednesday, they are content with just the small crowd cheering them on."

"Do you perform?" I asked looking up at him.

"I don't sing but I do play my guitar."

"Will you be playing it tonight?"

"Why else do you think I brought you here," he chuckled and I rolled my eyes.

"Besides from me I would really like for you to hear these bands perform I think you'll like the indie music."

"Alright let's see what they got," I said as Xavier led us to one of the tables.

The room started to fill up with many people and it actually got pretty crowded.

"They are going to remove the seats later when the bands start playing; right now people are going to read poems."

"Really a poetry session?" I asked annoyed.

"It's not as bad as it sounds, for someone that hates English I actually really enjoy these poems. They are very deep and have so much emotion."

I stared blankly again and he chuckled a little realizing my discomfort.

"Emotions aren't always bad," he said as he looked into my eyes and then turned his attention to the girl standing on the stool in front of us.

"I call this one 'wonderland,'" she said softly and I groaned.

Xavier shot me a look of you better behave or else and I rolled my eyes at him but remained silent. He has this authoritative leadership character which forces you to respect him and even look up to him.

"I wonder who I am to you

I wonder if you ever speak of me

I sleep with my mind awake, all my thoughts drowning with you

The darkness is my light as you are my sun and moon

I fly up high with the clouds when I think of you

Loneliness is my companion and you are my forgotten lover

Everything I am and everything I'm not is yours to keep

Keep me in your heart for a while

In a paradise far away that welcomes my obsession

A wonderland filled with only you."

Everyone clapped when she finished and she smiled shyly leaving the stage. I was completely in awe because I actually liked the poem.

"What did you think?" Xavier asked.

"It was rather good," I said looking at the stage waiting for the next person.

Five more people read their poems out loud. Some were tragic some were romantic but they were all very intense which I found comforting. But out of all the poems my favorite was "Wonderland." I was enjoying myself which I couldn't believe and Xavier seemed to notice. The host came to the stage and fixed the microphone.

"Now ladies and gents we have the very talented Xavier Anderson."

People cheered and gave him pounds as well as patted his back as he made his way to the stage. He must perform here often because a lot of people knew him. He turned his head and smiled at me as he hopped on to the stage and took the guitar that was idly waiting for him. He took at seat and cleared his throat.

"Tonight I'm covering one of my favorite songs. I think this song is pure and honest, the lyrics are everything you should look for in a person," he then looked at me and clenched his jaw.

I could feel every girls eyes on him not because he was about to perform but because it was impossible not to stare. Xavier is ridiculously good looking and he doesn't even try nor act cocky. I could hear the girls next to me whispering things about him and I rolled my eyes annoyed. He began to play a very familiar tune I knew very well and I instantly caught on. Xavier was playing "Come As You Are" by Nirvana. I've never heard it covered by a guitar before but Xavier made it sound perfect like it was the original version.

I started singing the lyrics to myself and hummed the tune. I stared at Xavier completely amazed, he is very talented. He played that guitar so naturally and he seemed to be enjoying it so much. The crowd loved it and the mood felt nostalgic and peaceful. Once he finished everyone cheered and clapped, they loved him. I also clapped and watched him as he came back to our table, everyone was praising and he smiled as if it were nothing. He is such a simple guy I can tell by the way he acts and speaks. Most guys I have known are pretentious and annoying; they feel superior to everyone just because they are males. Xavier winked at me as he sat down next to me and I almost smiled. All the girls looked back at me possibly surprised he was with me. I could see the hurt look on their faces and their scowls.

"You were good up there," I said complimenting him for the first time ever.

"Is Wednesday Addams giving me a compliment?" he said sarcastically.

I scowled at him.

"Yes but don't get used to it, this is the first and last time."

"You know you just ruined the whole moment," he said laughing lightly.

"Good," I said in a stern voice and tried my best not to smile.

What was happening to me why was he having this effect on me. I never smiled unless I was doing something malicious. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably and tried to not meet his intense gaze which I was strangely becoming accustomed to. He was about to say something when a band went onto the stage.

"Hey guys we are The Unrequited and this is a song we wrote in our garage," a tall skinny guy said. He was about our age and he had jet black hair and hazel eyes. I could sense the estrogen in the room weighing heavy because the other band members looked like him. They were all dressed in black which I admired and had black or dark brown hair. The girls were sighing and giggling like idiots waiting anxiously for the boys to start playing. They were good looking but not nearly half as good looking as Xavier. Damn it what was I even saying, I tried my best to destroy all thoughts of boys from my head especially Xavier, but how could I when he was right next to me looking at me like that.

The band started playing and everyone started cheering and getting up from their seats to dance and jump. The genre of the band was alternative rock with a mix of indie. The tune started off slow but rapidly picked up and I found myself actually liking the song. The band seemed so passionate about their music and they were definitely having fun up there. They were all in sync with each other and I could tell they practiced quite a lot. As I looked over to Xavier he was already staring at me which didn't surprise me. He smiled at me and motioned to my tapping foot.

"I see you like the band," he said loudly so I could hear.

"They aren't bad," I said as I turned my attention back to the guys.

"Are you having a good time?" he asked leaning to my side.

I looked at him and his face was inches away from mine completely surprising me. I have never had a boy so close to me before and my heart began to beat at an unsteady rhythm. The truth was that I had never been kissed before. I've never had a boyfriend or even been out on a date, I had completely ignored the male species until now. I couldn't control my thoughts and I was annoyed at myself for my pitiful reaction. He could tell I was nervous and he let out a sigh smiling. His breath caused the baby hairs around my forehead to blow away from my face. I just stood there frozen like a statue staring at him like the complete idiot I was in mist of the crowd and loud music pounding in my ears. I forced myself to say something but nothing would come out; I completely forgot what Xavier asked me. Xavier clenched his jaw and he hesitantly brought his finger to my chin, I instantly flinched and he removed his hand a little questioning his rather brave actions. He looked into my eyes finding reassurance and when I didn't move nor say anything he touched me again.

He lightly smoothed his thumb over my chin and I felt chill travel down my spine at his touch. His fingers were warm and a bit rough but felt so good against my soft velvet skin. I looked down not being able to hold his piercing stare that was causing me to lose my train of thought. He moved even closer which seemed impossible and I kept my eyes away from his as he started to caress the sides of my cheeks with his index finger. I should have pushed him away, I should have got up and left, I should have said something but I didn't. It was like I was frozen in time.

"Wednesday," he said my name softly with a husky tone.

I wanted to melt right then and there. Xavier had awoken something in me that I had to put out before it spread further. I finally mustered up the courage to say something.

"Xavier... I..." as I tried to find the words I was silenced by him.

He put his thumb to my full lips and I thought I was going to yell at him and push him off but I didn't.

"Shhh," Xavier said as he lightly grazed my bottom lip.

I then looked up to meet his eyes and they were on fire. I could see lust and wonder in them, but they were also pleading and desiring; wanting something that seemed close but unreachable. He outlined my lips with his thumb all while looking at me and I felt helpless to his touch. He licked his lips slowly and leaned in and I stopped breathing, I knew exactly what he was about to do. In that exact moment the music stopped and the crowd cheered causing me to withdraw from Xavier. He was taken by surprise and started clapping as he looked at me curiously. More bands went up on stage to play their unique songs which I all liked. I did my best to keep a safe distance from Xavier the whole time and he kind of noticed. He kept eyeing me curiously and I pretended I didn't notice. The last band finally played their last song and soon enough the room wasn't dark anymore, the crowd stopped cheering, and people began leaving.

"You hungry?" Xavier asked.

"Yes," I said as I picked up my bag.

"Great let's go," he said as he let me out.

Xavier took me to a diner two blocks away from the record store. We sat on a booth and young lady in her early twenties gave us our menus. She tensed up when she caught sight of Xavier and smiled. Xavier didn't even notice her because he was too busy staring at me.

"What would you like Wednesday?" he asked.

"I don't know yet," I said looking intently at the menu.

The waitress leaned into Xavier clearly exposing her cleavage to him, "are you ready to order?" she asked him smiling.

I began to get a bit ill tempered but returned to my menu peeking through it every so often. Xavier turned to his attention towards her and completely disregarded her breasts that were right in his face. He looked at her expressionless like he didn't even notice she was flirting with him.

"I'll have the cheeseburger deluxe with fries and an orange juice please," he said as his attention went straight back to me.

She frowned and glared at me but I ignored her. She leaned in even more and Xavier backed away slowly a bit irritated by the promiscuous woman.

"Would you like anything else handsome?"

I grimaced at her.

"No," he said in a stern voice.

She huffed and stood up straight and looked over at me impatiently.

"Wednesday you made a decision yet?"

"I don't know what to choose."

"Get the cheeseburger deluxe it's delicious."

"Err I've never had a cheeseburger before."

"What?! You've got to be kidding me. Okay make that two cheeseburger deluxe please. What would you like to drink?"

"Ummm lemonade," I said.

"Coming right up," she said as she took our menus and lightly brushed Xavier's hand.

He quickly moved it and eyed her conspicuously. She winked at him and left. Xavier shook his head in disbelief and looked at me.

"How come you've never had a cheeseburger before?"

"I don't know I guess because my grandmother never cooked it and we don't usually go out to eat, mother and father say fast food is worse than poison," I said playing with my fork.

"Wednesday Addams you are a peculiar girl."

"I know."

"Well today you will have your very first cheeseburger and you will love it."

And I did, it was the most delicious thing I've ever tasted. I wanted to tell grandmamma to make it so the rest of the family could try it. The waitress kept flirting with Xavier and he completely ignored her. In one instance he grabbed my hand and held it for a moment, after that she stopped and left him alone.

"Your skin is so soft," he said caressing my hand gently with his fingertips.

It tickled a little but it felt so good. I closed my eyes for a moment just concentrating on his touch and when I opened them he lightly brushed his soft lips on my knuckles. I felt this warmth and electricity radiate my entire body, and when we locked eyes I immediately snatched my hand away.

"Don't ever do that," I told him in a stern voice as I looked at my empty plate.

He didn't say anything he just cocked his head to the side and stared at me for what seemed to be forever.

"You're so beautiful Wednesday, please let me see your eyes," he said softly but pleading.

I looked up at him, my heart pounding, hands sweating, and blood hot as fire. His eyes had an intensity far too deep to be normal. Right then and there I wanted to touch him; I wanted him to touch me. I couldn't look away I was completely transfixed; his eyes were killing me, burning me, exciting me beyond this world, beyond reality. The tension was high and thick, I bit my lip and he clenched his jaw as his eyes dropped solemnly to my lips.

"Let's go," he said as he took some money out from his wallet and left it on the counter.

Xavier grabbed my hand as we exited the diner and went straight for his car. I got in the passenger seat with my heart pounding louder than ever. I had to tell myself to calm down. I pushed back the baby hairs from my forehead and tried not to fidget. Xavier got into the car and my knees along with the rest of my body went weak. His cologne filled the car as well as his heat. We both stood there for a moment looking away from one another; then I felt his eyes on me. I felt his body lean in and I turned my face to look at him, he was close, too close. He bore his eyes into mine and I felt myself starting to get hot and bothered. He leaned in closer and I backed away causing him to grip my seat and the car door, pinning me in the corner.

I raised my hand to push him away; I had to get out of that car the tension was too much for me to handle. But he grabbed my hand and held it to his chest where his heart was, it was beating faster than mine. He held it there and began to get closer. He touched my cheek with his other hand and traced my jaw line, my chin, my nose, and then my lips. I quivered at his touch and clenched his shirt as he cupped my small face with his large hands and gently grazed my lips with both his thumbs. I lost my train of thought then and leaned into Xavier's touch. I forgot about the world and let Xavier take control of it. Right then just when Xavier was about to collide his lips with mine my cell phone rang. I immediately withdrew from him and he sighed in frustration.

"Hello?" I said a bit irritated.

"Wednesday! Thank Lucifer you picked up. I'm in a bit of trouble," Pugsley said sounding worried on the other line.

"What did you do now Pugs," I said bored.

"I'm kind of in jail…"

"Damn it again Pugsley?!"

Xavier looked over at me concerned.

"Look can you just come and get me; I'll explain everything to you okay. I'm at the county police off exit seven. Oh and make sure to bring bail money okay," Pugsley said practically begging.

"Fuck Pugsley, you owe me big time for this," I ended the call and massaged my temples.

"What happened?" Xavier asked.

"My brother is in jail," I said simply.

"What the fuck did he do to get in there?"

"I don't know, he wants me to go get him," I said sighing.

"Where is he?"

"County police off exit seven."

"Let's go," Xavier said as he buckled up and put the car in drive.

"You don't have to take me Xavier, just drive me back to school so I can pick up my car. I can handle this on my own okay."

"We will just be wasting time, and by the way I don't mind helping," he looked over at me, "put your seat belt on," he said as he drove off into the highway.