Water Fountain: Jess and Nick: 1st person Jess


"Do you have any spare change Nick?" I asked as my brown locks hovered over the coin reflecting water.

"Nah." Nick replied, checking his phone for any missed calls or texts he might have received after our afternoon movie. Nick owed me after I helped him with his break-up with Julia and I decided that an evening show would have too many expectations, so a matinée it would be. Of course that wasn't what I said to Nick; told him afternoon showings were cheaper and I was tight on money (which is actually somewhat true).

So when I asked him outside of the theater as we both lazed around the nice scenery and fifteen foot fountain, he dug his hands into both pockets and finally drew out a nice shiny dime.

I approached the edge, my blue and yellow polka dotted skirt skimming the side of the concrete on the fountain, as I turned the coin around in my hand. I could sense that Nick found this somewhat stupid, but I figured a good wish couldn't hurt.

"Jess, you're just wasting my money." He complained within seconds.

"It's just ten cents Nick." I turned around and put my hand on his shoulder, quickly releasing it after his eyes darted toward it. "Just deal with it Nick. I like wishing upon a coin." I smiled my happy little smile that always worked on his gullible self and then tossed the shiny piece over my head and closed my eyes as I heard the plop of it hitting the water.

I stood there with my eyes closed for what seemed like an eternity. There was just the sound of cars from a parking lot twenty feet away, the running of the fountain water and Nick's huffing and puffing. And in that rather uneventful moment, I sort of had an idea of what to wish for.

"Jess," his voice had that low inflection. "How long does it take?"

I smiled to myself, but didn't reopen my eyes just yet.

"It takes a while to come up with a worthwhile wish." I said rather matter of fact.

"Well unless it's a wish to get my money back, I'd like to know what was so special."

"I can't tell you what I wished for till it happens." I opened my eyes and smacked him on the arm with my small clutch. He gave me that pretend 'ouch' face and I couldn't help but giggle after as he made a funny face.

"Don't hate on my ways Nick. They work."

"Oh really," he mocked me. He took a penny out and threw it in the water rather half-assed before screaming, "I want a miniature pony to come galloping up on a rainbow!" He looked around like he was actually hoping for it to happen and then shook his head rather proudly.

"You did it wrong Nick." I said voluntarily reaching my hand into his pocket and feeling around for change. He obviously freaked out; something about personal space and invasion of privacy.

"Look," I handed him another dime. "Throw it in. Close your eyes. And in your head, wish for something not as immediate or fake as before."

He smiled at the ground rolling his eyes. "You know what Jess, I will."

"Good," I replied stepping back and letting him toss away. He shook his head at first before giving the coin a little chuck into the air before it made a miniscule splash.

"Eyes." I reminded him before he closed them with a smirk on his face.

As I watched him there, standing before the fountain, I thought to myself how much of a genius I was without even realizing it. He was still making huffing noises at how ridiculous wishing on a dime was, but he looked happy and best of all, his eyes were closed.

By the time he turned around I was just inches from him; both nervous and excited. He gave me this odd and shocked face before cupping my face and kissing me for about eight seconds; I counted. When we stepped back from each other, both looking for the reaction from the other person to see whether to continue the kissing or stop, he gave me this little smile that just meant everything I needed know, but apparently he was curious.

"So what did you wish for? This kiss with me?" He sounded cocky, but then again, I was too.

"Just the opportunity." I replied slyly even though it was the complete truth.

"If you ask me," he started before putting his arm around my back. "You didn't need to wish on a dime to get that."

I blushed. "By the way, what did you wish for." I had caught him on the flip side.

"I can't tell you." He said making a weird inflection on the last word. "It hasn't happened yet."

"Is it about me?" I asked curiously.

He shrugged. I did too before kissing him hard again, this time with tongue.

"How about now?" I asked him just as cocky as he was earlier. "Now?" ...

"Now?" ...

"Now?"

"Jess!" He screamed in protest. "We're outside a movie theater."

"You're such a ruin-er of fun."

"No, I am just not a big fan of PDA." He said standing his ground.

"And the first three "now's" weren't PDA?" I questioned in a witty tone as I strolled away from the fountain feeling pretty badass and not to mention, twirly.