Hey, I wrote a new chapter to this story, even though I haven't written one in probably a year. If you want an eighth chapter, let me know. I'm not really expecting much as the movie was made so long ago, I doubt it still has a following. However I wouldn't mind seeing a few die hards encourage me.
Disclaimer: I don't own this story.
Dear Diary, Saturday October 14th 2007
Hey, this is my second entry today. Today was an awesome day. I had fun at the art museum. Jess noticed my cotton candy smell. And a punk rock girl told us how cute we were. That embarrassed Jess. He's adorable when he's embarrassed.
Afterward we spent time hanging out and baking cookies. And we made out a lot. Twas a good time. Haha. I'm probably addicted to it now.
My parents were betting on when Jess and I would hook up. Not IF, WHEN. Why do those two have to be so psychic? I bet they knew we would from the first time they saw us together. They embarrass me a little sometimes, but in a way I kinda like.
Signed, Leslie Burke
"Hey Dad?" Jess said to his father. It was evening and Jess and caught him alone in the greenhouse.
"Hey Jess," He didn't seem as grouchy as normal. Which was what Jess had been hoping for.
"Ummm, tomorrow can I stay at Leslie's, like in the evening?"
"Yeah sure, just get your homework done tonight, and come home at 9:30 tomorrow."
"Thanks Dad."
"She can come with us to church again too if she wants." Wow. It seemed like the two had known each other ten years already, but this would be the first time they got to be together from sunrise to sunset.
"Leslie!" May Belle sprinted over in her little flower dress as she jumped into Leslie's arms.
"Whoa." said Leslie as she caught her, "either you're getting bigger or I'm getting smaller."
"I'm just getting faster."
Leslie had been walking over to join the Aaron family on their weekly church trip. She had been invited last night when Jess called her.
"Leslie, will you hold my hand?" asked May Belle, as Jack rushed inside for his keys.
"I'd be honoured."
"Jess, will you hold my other hand?"
"Sure."
"Leslie and Jess, will you two swing me?"
"Okay," they both said. They picked her up and swung her back and forth while her feet dangled a few inches off the ground.
May Belle giggled. "That's called the foot in the door technique."
"The what?"
"The foot in the door technique, I heard about it on an educational tv show." May Belle was pretty smart for someone who could barely pronounce educational. "You ask somebody for something small that you don't really want, and then ask them for something big that was the real thing you wanted. I was hoping you two would swing me."
"So, wait, May Belle, you didn't actually just want me to hold your hand?" asked Leslie.
"No not really," said May Belle with a sly grin.
"Oh, May Belle," gasped Leslie in mock anger, "Fine then I'm going to go hold Jess's hand." She walked around to the side of Jess that wasn't taken by May Belle and grabbed on.
"You two will make good parents one day," declared Brenda, who was leaning up against the truck with Ellie. They had been watching the three.
"Oh Brenda, are you going to be making marriage and children jokes constantly? It's gonna get pretty old don't you think?" said Jess.
"It will get older for you faster than it will for me."
"Alright," said Jack as he ran outside. "Let's go, we're already late." Jack opened up the crew cab of the truck, which Mary, Brenda, and Ellie climbed into. He then opened the back for Jess, Leslie, and May Belle. Jack headed for the driver's seat.
As they were climbing in, May Belle remarked, "Leslie, if Jess doesn't marry you, don't worry, I will." Jess blushed severely from May Belle's ridiculous remark.
"Aww, how sweet of you," answered Leslie.
"Yup, I'll be your hero." They all laughed. The trip to church ended up being an good way to begin the day for Jess and Leslie.
Just over two hours later they were sitting in the tree house, eating sandwiches they made at Leslie's house. They had made sandwiches at Leslie's house a few times before, and Jess was just beginning to like the taste of whole wheat bread. The pair had their backs rested on against the wall side-by-side.
"I have a question," said Jess.
"Shoot."
"Have you ever kissed a boy before, or am I the first."
"The second."
"So when did you kiss another guy?"
"Oh, well I was ten years old. It was this guy Jordan back in Chicago. I had a crush on him for a year."
"Wow, a long time."
"Yeah. When he kissed me I really had to go to the bathroom," Leslie explained, "and I was really nervous, so I was afraid I was going to pee my pants." Jess laughed.
"Yeah," Leslie continued giggling, "I actually felt proud of myself that I didn't. I was like, 'Good for you Leslie, you didn't screw it up by peeing your pants.'" They broke into blissful cackles. "Yeah, I guess romance makes me nervous. I got nervous when you kissed me the first time."
"I see, well just so you know, even if you did pee your pants right then, I wouldn't have thought any less of you."
"Really?" Leslie grinned.
"Of course not, it was raining too hard to tell!" mocked Jess.
Leslie's jaw dropped. "You silly man," she scolded playfully. "You silly, silly man." She wagged her finger at him and pouted her lips.
"But seriously, I'd still like you even if you did pee your pants."
"Good."
"Yup. We'd just have to go on an epic adventure to find you dry pants," said Jess. Leslie smirked right as she took a bite of her sandwich.
"Careful boy, or you're going to make snort bread up my nose."
"Sorry, so what was Jordan like?"
Leslie chewed and swallowed. "He was this black guy with glasses that read a lot, and you could talk to him about anything."
Sounds cool.
"He was a swell guy, but he wasn't as playful as you, and you're a better kisser."
"Can you, illustrate this for me?" invited Jess. Leslie smiled.
"Okay, he kissed like this," Leslie kissed him in a short, meek, unsatisfying way.
"Uh huh."
"And you kiss like this," Leslie kissed him the proper way, she sighed and ran her fingers through his hair.
"Mmmm, I love you," moaned Jess.
Abrupt stop. "What?" gasped Leslie.
Jess blinked and realised what he said. "I love you," he repeated. This time on purpose.
She grabbed his shoulders. "I love you too."
Shock. The kissing resumed.
After a minute went by, Jess stopped. "Leslie?"
"Yeah?"
"I just realised something."
"What?"
"We are literally sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g."
Leslie laughed. "May Belle will be overjoyed."
