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Chapter 7

I still can't get used to the words boyfriend and girlfriend

I couldn't contain myself as I walked into the cafeteria. I saw Abigail waiting for me at our table, but shot her a quick glance letting her know that I would be sitting with Chris again. She immediately understood and didn't try anymore. When I first saw Chris he looked as perfect as he always did. He flashed a smile at me and reached his hand out to take mine. I immediately grabbed his hand and he directed us towards the table that we sat at on the first day of school. I looked over to where my friends were sitting and of course Alex was giving us a disgusted look. I rolled my eyes at him and turned back towards Chris.

His perfection was heart stopping, but I couldn't stop looking at him as my heart raced. We sat down next to each other at our table. I didn't realize how hungry I really was until I heard my stomach. I looked up to see if Chris noticed and of course he did.

"Hungry?" he asked.

I giggled.

"Yeah I guess so," I answered.

I nibbled at my sandwich a little bit then ate some of the other stuff I had with the sandwich just so that Chris wouldn't think that I wasn't eating. Then I stopped eating and looked back at Chris. He was smiling at me. Then he looked over at my other friends and I followed where his eyes went. Alex was staring at us along with Abigail. I shrugged my shoulders and sighed.

"I'm sorry about them. I know Abigail is just curious, but Alex is being a real jerk now for some reason," I said.

"It's ok I'm not going to blame you for what they do because it's not your fault," he replied.

I put my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me. I smiled at him and looked over at Abigail and Alex once more. Abigail seemed to say aw and smiled. Alex just rolled his eyes at Abigail's aw. I stopped looking over there and didn't think about them anymore. Chris kissed my hair and rubbed my arm with his warm hand. I felt comfortable here with him and I didn't notice how little I ate and how hungry I still was. I didn't care either. We sat there for a long time with each other, me in his arms, and I didn't pay any attention to the stares I knew we were getting. The stares were mostly of shock and I was expecting that because no one thought me, Jamie Fletcher the girl who couldn't get one guy to look at her, all of a sudden had a…boyfriend now. I still didn't know why it was uncomfortable for me to say that word. I guess it was because I still wasn't used to it. I smiled and laughed to myself. It was stupid that I hesitated to call Chris my boyfriend. I should be saying it non-stop, but I wasn't.

My stomach made a noise again. I didn't pay any attention to it, but I knew Chris noticed when he pushed my tray towards me and picked up the other half of my sandwich.

"Eat," he demanded.

I sighed and took the sandwich from him and ate the rest of it. Once I finished the rest of my lunch I buried my head into Chris's chest again not wanting to go to my next class. Thankfully the bell was slow today. This was the one time I didn't want the bell to ring. I was too comfortable and happy here and now, but finally it ringed.

I took one deep breath as Chris started to stand up. I was resistant from moving, but I finally got up and held Chris's hand. We walked together and I saw Abigail with a huge smile on her face. It was getting annoying really, but maybe once I told her absolutely everything then she would stop acting so weird because of all of this. Chris kissed me on the cheek.

"I'll call you after school," he said.

I smiled knowing that he wasn't lying.

"Okay," I replied.

I walked to my physics class and knew that I would have to spill. I didn't want to tell her, but I guess in a way she deserved to know because she kind of helped me.

I sat in my desk that was behind Abigail's and waited for her to come into class. When she finally did I took one deep breath and waited for her to bomb me with questions and a lot of them. She sat in her seat looking at the board in front of her first then quickly turning around smiling at me. I rolled my eyes.

She shrieked a little bit.

"So, what do you want to know?" I asked. That was a stupid question I already knew what she wanted to know and that was everything.

"Start from your date," was all she said.

"Well he picked me up and I asked him if he thought this was a date or not and he said yes. Then he took me into this little area filled with candles and with little rose petals on the ground. It was really pretty. Then we danced a little bit and…," I hesitated.

"And what?" she asked anxiously.

"And he kissed me and I kissed him back," I blurted out. I started blushing.

She had a huge smile on her face and looked like she was trying to stop herself from screaming. I looked away from her.

"So are you two a couple now. Wait never mind you were basically on his lap at lunch," she commented.

I blushed even more and looked up at her again.

"I guess you can say that we're a couple now. I mean both of us feel the same way about each other so..," I replied.

She stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, I'm just really happy for you Jamie," she said, "I'm glad you found someone."

I smiled at her.

"Thanks," I said.

She turned around.

"Did Alex say anything at lunch about me and Chris?" I asked curiously.

She turned back around towards me.

"Well, only a little…he just said that he thinks it's annoying how Chris stares at you like that so much. Alex really seems to dislike him, but I don't know why I mean Chris seems like a really nice guy to me," she said.

"I don't know why either," I added.

The bell rang and I slumped into my chair ready for another boring class.

***

When I got to my locker at the end of the day I saw Alex there. I needed to talk to him and ask him why he dislikes Chris so much. I just didn't understand why he didn't like him.

"Hey Jamie," he said.

"Hi," I replied.

I tried to open my locker and failed at opening it. I sighed and tried it again and surprisingly it opened for me this time. I put away my books and put some into my backpack and waited for Alex to start talking.

"Look I wanted to explain to you why I don't really like Chris," he finally said.

I stopped what I was doing and turned towards him waiting for his explanation.

"What?" I asked.

"Ok well, the reason why I don't like Chris is because… he just doesn't seem right to me. There's something different about him…something weird. I just can't put my finger on what it is, but I see him and you and both of you seem like two totally different people. Well maybe I'm wrong," he explained.

"And you are wrong because we are very similar," I said.

I took my backpack and started to walk away. Alex caught up with me and I could feel that his suspicion was only going to get worse as he saw me and Chris together. I was afraid that he would find out Chris's secret that no one else seemed to understand but me.

"Look that's all I have to say to you. I feel that he isn't who he seems to be. I'm only looking out for you," he said.

"And I appreciate that you want to look out for me, but there really is nothing to be suspicious about ok," I replied.

"Ok," he agreed.

We walked together and I felt Chris's warm hand grab mine. I looked to see him smiling. Then I looked back at Alex who sighed.

"I'll see you later Jamie," he said glaring at Chris.

I rolled my eyes.

"Bye Alex," I said.

Chris didn't say anything. He just looked at me in confusion. So I figured I would tell him what's up with Alex.

"Alex is becoming suspicious," I explained.

"What do you mean suspicious?" he asked.

"Well he says that you don't seem right to him…like there's something different about you that he doesn't like," I admitted.

I looked at his face trying to see what he thought of all of this. Then he laughed.

"What?"I asked in confusion.

"He's right about that," he answered, "If he really knew what I was…then he probably wouldn't like me too much so I guess it is better if we aren't friends."

"Well I still don't understand why you can't be friends just because of that and I get your point, but I don't know why he wouldn't like you just for that fact," I replied.

"I can find a couple reasons," he said.

When we reached my car Chris opened the door for me and I kissed him. It was a small kiss, but it was worth it.

"Bye," I said.

"I'll talk to you later Jamie," he responded with a smile.

He shut the door and I smiled back at him. Then I put the keys into the ignition and hit the gas pedal. I had almost forgotten that I was grounded for the next two weeks. I sighed. I guess it was good that I still had school with Chris. At least I could see him even if it wasn't for the whole day. I could live with that and I would have to live with it.

When I turned onto my street I slowed down. I didn't want to go inside and be stuck there all night, but I would have to. Once I reached my driveway and parked my car I slowly got out of the car and walked as slowly as possible concentrating on each step I took. I twisted the door open and looked around the house.

My mom greeted me with a smile.

"Hey Jamie," she said.

"Hi," I replied.

I immediately went upstairs to avoid awkward conversations with my mother. I still didn't tell her everything that happened at me and Chris's date and I wanted to keep it that way. I slammed my door shut and threw my backpack onto the floor. I didn't have any homework today which was good and bad at the same time. Good because I wouldn't have to be stuck doing homework all night, but bad because I didn't know what else to do since I was grounded. This was the one time I wanted homework. I sighed and laid down on my bed thinking about everything.

I waited for my phone to ring, but it didn't. Chris promised to call me and he hadn't lied to me yet. I was getting a little frustrated because I shouldn't be stuck waiting for a phone call I should do something else, but there was nothing else to do. So I went over to my desk and started sketching. It was something odd, but I didn't care. I would do anything at this point. I drew some swirls and doodled little figures. I looked over at my phone hoping for my ringtone to go off, but it didn't.

Then, finally my mom called me down for dinner. I ate my meal quickly and ran back upstairs to check my phone again, but still nothing. So I waited…and waited…and waited, but there was no phone call. I checked my phone to see if I accidentally put my sound off, but the sound was still on. When I finally decided to stop watching my phone I decided to do something. What time was it though? How long was I waiting for a simple phone call? I checked my alarm clock. It was already 9:30.

I groaned and changed into my sweats and t-shirt and took a shower. I checked my phone once more and still nothing. So I brushed my teeth and decided to go to sleep early since there was nothing else to do. I climbed into bed and sat there with my eyes still wide open. I was still wide awake. I forced my eyes shut, but I still couldn't fall asleep.

"Ugh," I said.

Then I heard a tapping on my window. I didn't look at my window I just looked at the ceiling hoping it would go away. The tapping got louder and louder and didn't stop. I finally looked over at my widow in confusion. All I saw was a dark figure sitting in the tree that was close to my window. I got out of bed and walked over to my window. When I realized who it was I smiled and my eyes went wide. I unlocked the window and took his hand. He climbed through the window and I hugged him.

"Why are you here?" I asked, "I'm grounded remember."

He chuckled.

"I know. I'm sorry I didn't call you," he answered.

I kept my arms wrapped around him not wanting to let go.

"You could've just called instead of risking getting yourself into trouble," I said.

He pulled out of our hug and held my hands.

"I couldn't," he muttered.

I was confused again.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because…my dad…he found out that I told you the truth about me and…he said I couldn't talk to you or see you again," he responded.

My mouth fell open and I creased my eyebrows.

"How are you here?"

He laughed.

"I snuck out of course. I can fly remember. It's easy for me. I'm not going to stay away from you and he can't make me. Nothing can keep me away from you now. Not even my parents. I would risk anything for you," he admitted.

I smiled and buried my head into his chest.

"You are going to be dead when you get home you know," I said.

"They won't find out," he replied.

"I don't know how they won't, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see. They're going to have to find out sometime."

"No they won't," he said confidently.

I didn't want to argue with him because I hoped that they wouldn't. We stood there for a long time just in each other's arms not wanting to be apart. I was a little unhappy that from now on Chris and I would have to keep our relationship a secret from his parents, but that doesn't matter. The only thing that matters now is that he and I were together.

Finally we got out of our hugging position and Chris directed us towards the bed. He laid down on the bed and opened his arms for me to sit in. I smiled and sat in his arms like he wanted. I closed my eyes trying to fall asleep, but I still couldn't manage to do it. I just couldn't stop thinking about what risk he took just to see me tonight. I didn't want him to get in any more trouble just because of me. It would me my fault if his parents did something bad to him.

His arms tightened around me and I shut my eyes tight trying to stop myself from getting all emotional over this.

"Why are you here Chris?" I blurted out.

He sat there silently.

"Why are you risking yourself getting into so much trouble when you could be at home and not be in any trouble?" I asked, "Why don't you just stay away like your parents tell you to and never talk to me again? Give me one good reason."

I couldn't stop the questions from pouring out. He was still silent and unwrapped his arms around me. He grabbed my arms and forced my body to turn towards him. I opened my eyes and looked at his face.

"Because I love you Jamie," he said.

I didn't say anything back to him. I felt stupid for asking those questions. I should've known the answer.

"Isn't that a good enough reason?" he said.

I hesitated to answer. Then I looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Yes," I whispered.

He brought himself closer to my face and his lips were at my ear.

"I love you," he repeated.

Then he kissed my neck and didn't stop until his lips were by mine. I brought myself closer to him and kissed him forcefully. He did the same and didn't stop. I could feel his tongue outline my lips while I kissed him. I rested myself on top of his body and kept our lips locked together. I copied what his tongue did to me and he chuckled. Then I wrapped my arms around his head and I could feel his fingers in my hair. He showed off his strength by forcing my lips to stay on top of his leaving no way for them to escape. I smiled and giggled and attempted to pull my lips away. Then he let go of me.

"I love you," I whispered.

He laughed and pulled my lips to his again and kissed me in a new way. The spark shot through my body causing me to imitate his new kissing. This was all new, but it was better than any other kiss. He tightened my body on his and kissed me in more new ways. The spark was burning inside of me, but I resisted to stopping. Then I gasped as I realized that I had almost forgotten that my mother was still downstairs awake. I immediately pulled away.

He looked at me confused.

"I'm sorry it's just my mom," I said.

I looked at the door.

"That's ok. I was getting a little too rough," he replied.

I chuckled.

"I liked it," I admitted.

He laughed and wrapped his arms around me again. Then I finally managed to close my eyes and started to drift off. Hopefully he did the same. Tonight was probably the best night I've ever had in this room. I was glad that Chris stayed here with me tonight, but I forgot about how much trouble he would be in. I would hope that I could see him again. I couldn't be apart from him. Not now. Not when I had just found the first guy that I could love. I couldn't see myself living without him. Not when I knew that he needed me as much as I needed him.

Then I finally managed to fall asleep with Chris's arms still wrapped around me. I smiled and hoped to dream of him tonight and see him still with me in the morning.