hey everyone! HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE! I hope that everyone had a great holiday last week and I hope that everyone has a fun time tonight and that we're all safe in celebrating our festivities and ringing in the new year! I'm so glad I'm able to update today because I've been so slow lately! I banged out this chapter like an hour ago and I wanted to post one last time before 2010 was over! I hope 2011 is amazing for each and every one of us! Happy New Year, I love you all! Especially for sticking with me, reading and reviewing! Sorry for not responding to reviews as much as I use to. I've been swamped with work and homework and practicing my instruments lately. But I love you all still! Thanks for everything.

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Happy New Year!

So it's official that we're official. Geoff and me. I didn't think for a second that I would be dating the most beautiful guy here. Heck, I didn't even think that I would like it here. But I guess it goes to show, no matter what you think, you live life unexpected.

Ever since that first kiss Geoff and I have been inseparable. He picks me up for school every morning, he usually waits in the car, due to his lateness.

We go to school together, eat lunch together, go back to our separate classes and then Geoff either drives me home, or I stay after school to watch his football practice. Sometimes I can get Courtney or Gwen to watch the practices with me. Gwen has been pretty tied up lately, due to her and Trent being inseparable as well. But, Trent says they aren't dating yet, and that she's in denial. I don't doubt this for one second.

Today after school Courtney said she would keep me company because her Mock Trial Club and she couldn't get a ride home until a little bit after four. Courtney and I walked through the bleachers until we sat randomly in the center. No one else usually watches practices so it was just her and I. We placed our bags around us, making sure they don't fall through.

Courtney tossed her hair over her shoulder and scoffed, "I can't believe I agreed to watch this practice with you. It's so pointless. Be glad I'm a good friend, Bridgette." I shook my head and rolled my eyes, although I am use to Courtney's princess-like ways.

"But really, do you actually come to stay to watch Geoff play?"

"Uh yeah, kinda." I deadpan.

Now Courtney rolled her eyes.

"Typical. Bridgette, please don't tell me you'll be one of those girls who falls all over her boyfriend?"

Okay, now Courtney was annoying me.

"No, Courtney."

"Okay, I just want o be sure." She crosses her arms and stared at the field, as if she was engaging it in a staring contest.

"Hey Court, isn't that Duncan?" I ask, hiding a small smirk.

Courtney leaned forward, "What? Where?" She asked eagerly. She stood up too, squinting at the field. "Wait, he's on social suspension for cutting class, he can't play and-"

Courtney caught on and noticed that I was only messing with her. She sat back down. "Shut up! I don't even care about that Neanderthal." She huffed and hugged herself.

"The other day he was hanging with Geoff and me. He told me that he thinks you're hot."

"Please, he says that about anything that breathes and has breasts."

I snorted because she does have a point.

Courtney giggled. "See! You know it's true."

"Yeah, but he's into you."

"Ugh, that's disgusting. And false."

The whistle sounded and the guys on the field were allowed to take a break.

"So how far have you and Geoff gone?"

I was taken back by the question, it was so unlike Courtney to ask a question like that. Honestly, the question was something I would expect from Gwen or one of the guys.

"Uh, do you want to know the details?" I ask awkwardly.

"I don't know is it going to be disgusting?"

I half laughed. "Nah, well not to me anyway."

Courtney's smile was so big, it took up her whole face. "So is Geoff really sweet or something? We all know he's spontaneous."

"Yes! He's so incredibly sweet.""Does he call or text you?"

"Call. I hate texting and so does he."

Courtney nods. "Do you know about his tattoo?"

I pause. "Tattoo?"

"Yeah. Geoff use to sort of brag about a 'sweet tatt'. Or something like that. I mean when he first got it there were a bunch of rumors about it. I can only assume that he started the rumors to make himself look good." She shrugs.

Courtney paused. I was sort of annoyed. For one that Courtney continued to speak on what could be false information about Geoff, and that Geoff never told me about a tattoo.

Courtney placed her hand on my knee. "Sorry, hun. I thought you knew. I mean it obviously isn't a big deal." Courtney stopped talking.

The whistle blew again and practice took off again.

"Bridge?" Courtney tries again.

"Oh, yeah. No, no it isn't a big deal. I was just surprised that's all." I say quickly.

It isn't a big deal. I just wish I knew. I never thought to ask Geoff about tattoos because there are none visible from what I've seen. Maybe it's on his back, or on his back shoulder or something.

"Do you kiss a lot?" Courtney asks.

I blushed red, and Courtney giggled. "I think I already know the answer." She says.

"We just kiss and lay down together. But, that's it." I tell her as the redness went down little by little.

"But he wants more." She says so sure of herself.

"Uh, no." I look at the field, Geoff was number eleven. "What makes you say that?"

Courtney runs her hand through her hair and then tugged at the sleeve of her light cashmere sweater, which was a shade of crème. "It's just," she started, I turned to face her. "Don't all guys want more?"

My mind chuckled as to what she was talking about.

"Like sex?" I raise one eyebrow.

"No, like…okay, yeah." I wait for Courtney to go on. You can always tell when something is on her mind, or when she has an unfinished thought.

"So has he ever-"

"He's never even mentioned it."

"Never?"

"Not once. He doesn't even take off his silly cowboy hat when we're making out." I add the last sentence as an afterthought.

Courtney giggled. "That's bizarre."

"What? That I totally didn't sleep with him? We're sixteen! And I've only know him for a few months-"

"No! It's bizarre that I was wrong." She says in disbelief, I snorted.

"Well, anything is possible."

"Yeah, I guess that's true too."

I heard the Coach's voice shout, "Okay boys, that's enough for today, let's pack up!"

Courtney and I stood up, she gathered her stuff and asked me, "My ride is here. Need a lift?"

"No thanks, Court. Geoff is giving me one." She nodded, "See you later."

"Bye." I watched Courtney climb the steps of the bleachers until she reached the concrete steps that led to the parking lot, I watched until her petite figure was gone. I turned my head and ran to the front of the steps, where Geoff was standing on the other side of the fence, on the field. He tore his helmet off, and pushed his bangs back with his hand.

"Hey babe." She greets.

"Hey. Good job today." I wrap my fingers through the chain link fence.

"Thanks. Listen, I gotta shower quick. I'll be out on the side of the school in less than ten minutes, okay?" He played with my fingers as he spoke.

"Okay." I agree.

He leaned forward and kissed me quick.

"Okay I gotta go, I stink.""I'll say."

He chuckled and jogged to the locker room door.


When Geoff came out he was wearing a pair of loose jeans and a white undershirt. His hair was wet from his shower, and he was holding his football bag in one arm, and his backpack on the other. He grinned at me, like he always does.

"Let me take that." I took his backpack and he let me. He placed his free arm around me and pulled me closer.

As Geoff spoke about his day and his classes, I listened but as I listened I turned my head to try and get a view of his back to see if I could spot the tattoo through his shirt. Geoff stopped talking, and took a step to the side dropping his arm.

"Is uh, everything alright?"

"Oh! Yeah! Yeah." I nod my head. Geoff didn't look so sure but put his around me again. We walked to his car and he continued speaking about some chaotic thing Owen did that involved farting and their science class. I couldn't drop my curiosity and I turned my head again and ignored Geoff's story.

"Okay, Bridgette?" We're at his car now. "What is going on? Do I reek?" He sniffed his armpit, and I wrinkled my nose.

"No, Geoff." I opened the backseat door and tossed in our book bags. I slammed the door and walked to the front seat and slid in. Geoff was on the other side, putting in his football gear. I twisted my body around to try and see his shoulders. I still couldn't see anything, so I hugged and sat in my seat.

Geoff closed the door, and sat in his drivers seat, and smiled at me once again.

I smiled weakly back and he set the car in motion.

"You know, Bridge, I really appreciate you staying for my practices. I know you think football is boring, but I really like seeing you there."

"I love seeing you play, even if I do think it's boring. Besides the car ride home is the best part." I smiled at him and he looked at me and returned it. Then I decided that I had to ask.

"Want to play our came?" I begin smoothly.

"Totally. Favorite kind of music?"

"I don't have a preference. But if I have to pick I like country." I reply.

"I like hip-hop, but to be honest country is my fave too. Just don't tell my boys that." He held my hand in the console and butterflies unleashed.

"Favorite…location for a tattoo?" I say quickly.

Geoff blinked a few times and continued to take all the right turns to my house.

"Come again?"

"You know, if you had to get a tattoo where would it be?"

"Oh, oh, oh. I get it." he thinks for a minute. "My arm."

I want to groan, because there are obviously no tattoos on his arm.

"What about right now?" I try, which doesn't make sense to him.

"My…uh, leg?" he sounds more confused.

"No, Geoff." I shake m head, ready to give up. Maybe I should come out and say it.

"I heard that you have a tattoo."

Geoff chuckled, "Yep." He turned into my driveway, both of my parents cars are gone, so that must mean no one is home.

"Well, where is it?" I ask. "Obviously not on your arms, or legs or stomach."

Geoff looked out the windshield, "Are you 'rents home?"

"No."

"Okay, let's go inside, then I'll show ya."


Geoff and I ended up making out on my bed soon after, and I forgot to ask about the tattoo. I'm not so sure, but I have a feeling Geoff planned that.

He kisses my cheeks, my collarbone, my forehead, my ears my lips. He makes me feel so secure and beautiful in my own skin.

Everyone should feel this way all of the time.

Geoff pulled his lips apart from mine and we smiled. He rolled off of me and laid next to me and picked up my hand, and started playing with my fingers.

"So about that tattoo?" I brought it back up and he grunted.

"Give it up, you won't find it."

"I'm not trying to find it. I just want you to tell me where it is and what it's of!"

"I don't think so." He sat up and leaned against the headboard.

"Oh, come on!" I leaned against the headboard too. "Please! Tell me." I pleaded.

"Not-uh."

I leaned forward and kissed his neck.

He shifted a bit. I trailed kisses down his neck. I pulled back a little. "You like that?"

"Mhm." He hummed.

"Then tell me!"

"You're gonna think it's dumb."

"No I won't." I try to reassure him.

"No, I think it's totally dumb, and that's saying something."

So he had a point. But the curiosity was killing me.

"Then tell me where it is." I bartered.

"Nope."

"Geoff!"

"No, babe."

I ran my fingers through his hair. "Please?" I tired again, and then I placed a long kiss on his lips.

"Wow." He whispered after we broke apart a minute later.

"Okay?"

"Fine." He grumbled and rolled off the bed.

I crossed my legs and watched Geoff. "For the record, my folks don't even know about this. Only a few kids from school know."

"Only a few?"

"Uh yeah. Like I want anyone knowing about this humiliating ink splat on my body."

"But, weren't there rumors or something about it?"

"Yeah, some idiot started making rumors about it, but I denied all of them, even the ones that were true." he tells me. So Courtney lied. Or sort of lied, anyway. "Wait, how do you even know this stuff? You weren't even here last year."

I shrug, not exactly wanting to sell Courtney out. "So that tattoo?" I remind him.

He started undoing his belt.

"Whoa, boy!" I put my hands up.

"What?" His belt was undone and his button was open and his fly was down.

"What are you doing?"

"My tattoo is on my butt." He says.

"What!" I shrieked and covered my mouth quickly.

He turned around, "Don't judge, you asked. Now do you still wanna see or not?"

"Fine. I'm fine." I agree hesitantly.

I know if I don't see for myself Geoff will never tell me what it is of.

Geoff dropped his jeans to the floor, his purple and green boxers remained.

"Okay, left but cheek, five seconds to look."

"Deal." I agreed, and focused on that area so when I see it I can look away as soon as possible. Not to be immature but butts are gross.

Geoff dropped his shorts and behold was a tattoo of a yellow…rubber ducky?

"Three, two, one!" Geoff pulled his shorts up and stumbled to get his jeans on. He turned back around and I stared at him while his ears turned red.

"That was uh…I-I don't know, exactly." I say admittedly.

"Ridiculous. It was a dare. Sort of like a bet too. I don't feel like going into details, you get the picture."

I got off the bed and wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him. He wrapped his arms around mine too.

"So who else has seen it?" He chuckled.

"Well, Duncan and Owen, since the whole bet-dare thing was all them."

I rested my head against his chest listening to his heartbeat.

"Trent knows, but didn't see it. And if Trent knows then Gwen will probably find out soon enough. And that's it. Oh, and I told Courtney too."

"Why her?" I ask.

"Because we've known each other for a long time, and at the end of the year last year she was like, crying about something she did and she thought it was really stupid or something. And then she started rambling about always screwing up, which if you know Courtney as well as I do, and I think you do, that so isn't true."

I look up at Geoff and nod my head.

"And well to make her feel better, I told her about my tattoo. Of course she didn't believe me, but she didn't want to see either." He shrugs and I giggle.

"Baby, I'm going to go home. It's getting late and we both have homework to do. Call me later?"

"Yes, definitely." I promise.

Geoff leaned down and kissed me , and then we kissed in the doorway, and then I kissed him goodbye one more time.


Okay, hope you all enjoyed that. I know it's silly but it was fun to write! I was watching an episode of TDI this morning on CN and it was the one where Bridgette and Gwen found that love note, and that was the episode where Geoff showed Bridgette his butt tattoo. That basically inspire this chapter and got me going.

Once again, love you all. Happy holidays!