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Next is something that happened that still haunts me and my friend to this day. I could have lost him forever.
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Jack's POV
"Kim?" I said softly as I knocked on the door to my room.
"Go away Jack, you've already made it clear you don't want me around," she mumbled from the bed.
"Oh come on Kim, you know I didn't mean it like that," I said. She turned icy eyes on me.
"Oh so how did you mean it Jack? Did you want me to walk further ahead so that you and the guys could watch my ass? Classy. Or did you want me to walk further ahead so that you wouldn't be seen with me?" I was silent. "That's what I thought," Kim mumbled, turning her back to me.
"Would it make you feel better if I told you I had a surprise for you?" I noticed her head turn slightly. "A surprise that I know you'll like." Kim turned all the way around. I smiled as I walked over to my wardrobe and riffled around inside until I found what I was looking for.
If she didn't love this then I've lost her forever.
Kim's POV
I watched Jack as he stood up and came back over to me, showing me something in his hands.
"Oh lord…" I breathed as I stared at the five multicoloured bouncy balls in Jack's hand.
"I know…I haven't used them in ages," he said in a quiet voice. I didn't say anything, a new wave of memories coming back to me all at once "Come on Kim lets go to the crossroads," he said with a cheeky glint in his eyes. I shook my head.
"No Jack. I'm still mad at you," I said.
"Oh come on," he moaned.
"Why are you trying so hard to be nice. You haven't talked to me in a year so why start now?" I asked. Jack was quiet for a moment but he looked like he wanted to say something.
"It's just to keep the peace Kim. We're stuck like this for two weeks so we might as well try," he mumbled. I gave him a wary look. "Just take the green one," he said, holding up the small ball. I felt the doubt drain away and the familiar tug at my heart like from last night when he gave me the meatballs.
"You remembered my favourite?" I asked. He blushed, looking down.
"It was the first one I picked up," he mumbled. I glared at him, snatching the ball.
"Fine," I mumbled, getting up and heading outside.
Jack followed me and together we headed for the entrance to a main highway we had found near his house. I waited until a truck would come past, Jack waiting with the blue ball in hand. As soon as one did Jack and I glanced at each other.
"One," he said.
"Two," I counted.
"Three!" we said together, lacing the balls at the side of the truck. They bounced off the broadside and Jack and I leaped at them, hoping to catch them.
"Yes!" I cried as I caught my ball.
"No!" moaned Jack as his rolled away towards the road.
"Ha! I win!" I cried, waving the ball in the air. Jack sneered at me, rolling his sleeves up.
"Whatever, I'm getting my ball," he said.
"Wait Jack I don't think that's such a good id-" he didn't listen, already heading across the wide road to fetch his missing ball. "Jack!" I shouted as he stopped in the middle.
"I can't see it!" he yelled irritably. I looked around quickly, just wanting him out of the road.
I may hate his guts but I don't want him hurt. As I searched for the ball I felt my heart stop. A car, moving way to fast for the thirty mile an hour speed limit, was racing towards the entrance. "Jack!" I cried again but he was too caught up in looking for his ball.
Stealing my nerves, I ran at him with all my speed, racing against the car for Jack's life. When I reached him I tackled him with all my might, sending us crashing into the grass by the road while the car zoomed by.
Both of us were panting, me more then Jack as I lay on top of him. "Kim…did you just…?" I nodded to his unasked question.
"I think I did," I whispered back as I stared into his wide eyes. And just like that I remembered one of the reasons why I had taken to Jack so easily all those years ago.
His eyes. Those dark pools of brown could have me swimming forever.
"Thank you Kim," he whispered, sitting up. I was forced into his lap, his arms holding my shaking body against his. "You're shaking," he mumbled, still staring at me.
"I'm still buzzed from the near death experience," I answered.
"Kim…" he trailed off as we stared at each other. I could feel us drawing in closer.
I didn't want this. I wanted this. I didn't want this. I wanted this. These thoughts kept replaying themselves in my head as Jack inched closer to me.
"Hey you kids!" we both jumped apart at the voice, turning to see the driver of the car that would have hit Jack as he stalked towards us, holding a phone in his hand. "You shouldn't be playing by the road!"
"Oh yeah? What are you going to do?" I asked. This guy had ruined my moment.
"I'll call the police," he answered. I shrank back a bit but quickly stood up.
"Oh really? Like I'm going to believe you," I said. Jack had stood up now, standing behind me.
"Uh Kim maybe we should…" I stopped listening as I watched the man punch three numbers into his phone.
"Hello I'd like to talk to the officer in charge." my eyes widened.
"Run!" I cried, turning and racing back up the road to Jack's house, Jack following on behind me.
We ran until we reached his house. As soon as we burst through the front door I ran for the stairs, taking them two at a time. I could hear Karen in the living room from Jack's bedroom as I collapsed on the bed.
"Jack what's going on?" she asked in a shocked voice.
"Mom if the police come by, we didn't do anything!" by the time Jack reached his room I was gasping for breath through my laughter, rolling around on his bed. "What?" he panted.
"You're so stupid!" I cried through my laughter. Slowly his confused expression broke out into a smile, his laughter bubbling to the surface. He collapsed beside me as we started laughing all over again.
When it finally died down Jack rolled over on his side, staring down at me. I stared up at him, my breathing laboured.
"Kim…I think I…we…" I rolled away from him, sitting up.
"We should start on our project," I mumbled, shifting away from him.
"Oh, ok," I heard him mumble as I pulled out my computer from one of my bags.
Together we researched how love can affect music, be it a muse or through heartbreak. We then put the beginning of our findings in a small opening for our presentation.
"Jack can you read back our intro?" I asked as I placed my laptop down on the bed. He nodded, sitting up while holding the piece of paper we had been writing on.
"There are many influences to music but none more influential then Love. Love is what can make a musician feel the inspiration to write, be it about a crush, the love of their life or the heartbreak they suffer through with unrequited love..." Jack paused but I barely noticed, too caught up looking at one of my bags. Inside was something I never let anyone see. "Kim?" I jumped.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Are you ok?" he asked. I nodded quickly.
"Yeah I'm fine, just a little tired," I mumbled. He nodded.
"Ok, why don't we take a break? Watch some TV?" he asked. I shrugged, getting up and following him out of the room. As we left I made sure to shut the door tight.
No one was getting a look at what was in my bag.
So yeah, the bouncy ball truck toss was a real thing. He always gave me the green one. We would buy them and see how many we would loose in an hour. My friend nearly got hit by the car but I managed to save him. It's like that theory when a mother's baby is in danger they get almost super human.
When you're in love it's the same thing. He did nearly kiss me that day as well.
As for the 'If the police come by, we didn't do anything' bit? I honestly couldn't make that up if I tried. It was the stupidest thing I had ever heard but that's what made my friend who he was.
As to what's in Kim's bag...you'll find out what that's for later.
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