Hey fantabulous readers! :) I, now Jillessa Heronstairs, am back with another chapter. Haha, am I self conceited, or what? :)
ASilverShadowhunter: You have never heard of kissing someone and getting hair in their mouth? I read about it all the time, and I'm always like, I hope that doesn't happen to me...it'd be awkward. Yes I know, aren't fangirls awesome? :) I think I'm getting a thing for cliffies. It's quite strange, actually. And yep! Jessamine has her reasons, as your will find out in this chapter! :)
mezzogal: Yep! Cake. Idk, if it was me, I'd take the cake, and be like, see ya later. You know, ad long ad I get cake. And yep! It's Jessamine. There's more about her in this chapter. Haha that's so true! But Jem is that guy you can just be friends with, so he's not a threat...YET.
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Ink2parchment: You will find out in this chapter. *evil laugh* Remember, there is such things as compromises! :)
rainbowchameleon: I like that idea a ton, but it's not exactly what I had in mind...keep reading! :) You'll find out what I mean... ;)
Hylla: OMG if a guy broke up with me like that I'd actually be happy. Cuz, you know, CAKE. And yeah, totally didn't think of that, but thano you for pointing that out! It must mean you really pay attention to detail, amiright?
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Haha you'll see what happens in this chapter...It may not go just as you want...I'm just warning you, but I hope you like it! And yes, I am so genius like that. *hair flip* I have everything for what, the next sentence(?) planned out. And I'm so glad you like Anthony! He's based on my friend. :) But alas, even my friend is not as good as him. :/
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And ookay...Idk how much you're going to like this chapter, really. It's got some...how do I say...Jessa in it. But don't worry everything will work out! Promise! :)
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The-Final-Hope: Urgh, sorry. I just don't know where else to end the story! :) But all questions will be answered in here. Hopefully. Maybe. Idk. I don't know what questions you have. Do you even have any? I'm just rambling now...
SaneLilies: Yes, but he gave her CAKE. I'd want a guy to give me cake if he was going to break up with me...idk. maybe that's just me. Anyway, you'll find more of her backstory in this chapter.
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Liberty and Another Kiss
"I want to ignore the accusations for now," I tell Betty, "I think it is better for everyone, honestly, to ignore it. Jessamine's image won't be ruined completely, and neither will Will's or mine."
"Well, if you feel that way," she replies, "You and Will may do that. You could convince the press that it was just a friendly kiss, and once we get the post down from the website, your story may fall out from the spotlight. People will forget about it faster than they forget what they had for dinner."
"We'll do that," Will replied, "I think we should just be friends for now. It's better for the movie that way. At least, I think so."
I feel tears burn behind my eyes, and I quickly excuse myself from the conversation, and run to the bathroom. Quickly, I compose myself, touch up my makeup, and head back to the room.
By the time I get back, Betty has left, Will has his head in his hands, and is leaning over the table. Jem is sitting next to him, with his hand on Will's shoulder, talking softly into his ear.
I can only catch a couple words.
"Tell her...I know...feel like that...she does..."
Walking back into the room, I avoid eye contact with them, especially Will. I get my bag, and walk out of the room, muttering a quick goodbye.
I begin to walk to the nearest bus stop, because Jem had given me a ride here, but before I get there, I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I turn around, ready to kick a guy in the nuts if I have to.
It's Jem.
"Hey, are you mad at us?" he questions, looking at me through his silver eyes, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," I mumble, turning away from him," I gotta go."
"Tessa. I know something is wrong. You can tell me. I promise I'll keep it a secret," he replies, oblivious to the crowds of people walking around us, avoiding the teenage couple standing in the middle of the sidewalk.
"It's just...I don't want to talk about it here," I whisper, "It's sort of personal."
"It's understand. Hey, let me give you a ride home. I mean, you shouldn't have to take the bus," he tells me, and takes my hand, leading me back to the way we came from.
Once in the car, he again asks me, "So, do you want to tell me now?"
I sigh, "It's just..Will is acting so strange. we got along so well when we went to the mall, and now he's just...distant, it seems."
Jem nods, "Will can be difficult. I've learned that too. "
"He doesn't like me very much," I reply, "Not anymore, at least."
"You can't believe that," Jem exclaims, "I'm sure he does. It's just that...he doesn't know how to show it when things get difficult."
"Well, he certainly comes off like he doesn't care," I tell Jem as he starts up the car, and begins to drive,
"Well, let's not think about Will right now. We should do something. What do you feel like?" Jem says, awkwardly trying to change the subject.
"We could do some more sightseeing, just the two of us," I reply hesitantly, and he grins.
"I like the sound of that!" he exclaims, "Where do you want to go?"
I mention a bunch of other places I have been, and he chooses the Statue of Liberty. I gave him directions, and off we go.
He parks in the parking lot, and we go to buy tickets to take a ferry to Liberty Island, where the statue is located. We board the next ferry, and take seats on the top level. It's such a new experience, being high above water, looking out at the islands, and the city.
As the boat starts, I lean against him, and we watch the water spray out from underneath the boat, as we ride across the ocean. It only takes about fifteen minutes to get the the island, and soon we are stepping from the boat on to the dock.
After walking around the island a bit, and exploring the shops, landmarks, and restaurants, we choose a small cafe to eat lunch at.
During lunch, we talk a lot more, getting to know more about each other, about our lives, families, likes and dislikes, those sort of things.
When we catch the ferry back, we take a seat this time, inside, on the second floor. We sit on a bench, and gaze out of the window behind us. The boat is a bit rocky, but the normal sways are nothing compared to the lurch we feel as the ferry makes a sharp turn around the island.
Being on a bench, there's nothing to secure us, and I find myself sprawled over Jem's lap. He helps me up, holding my hand to steady me. It must have been a different driver, or something, because this ride is a lot less smooth than the first, and I feel myself clinging onto Jem most of the time.
Luckily, we make it back safely, and back into Jem's car.
"Thanks for helping me take my mind off Will," I say, as he's driving back there on my place.
Jem stays silent for a minute, "It's no problem. We all care about you. You're a very special person," he remarks, and I see a slight blush appear on his cheeks.
When he arrives back at my house, I get out of the car, but before I leave, I give him a quick kiss on the cheek, "Thanks for the ride."
"No problem," he replies, "Though, you should really try just talking to Will."
I nod, and I see him look at me with a strange emotion in his eyes. Wistfullness, perhaps? I lean through the window, and ask, "Do you want to come inside for a little while?"
He accepts, and I lead him into the hotel, which, thankfully, is devoid of screaming fans. Upstairs, I give him the tour of our apartment, and he seems to enjoy it. I notice him paying extra attention to the pictures that cover our walls, of me throughout the years, from a baby, so how I am now.
"This is my favorite," I mention, pointing to a blue framed picture of little me, building a snowman.
He smiles, and replies, "It is very nice," he remarks, and suddenly his entire gaze is on me. I see him swallow, and take a deep breath, "You look very nice."
"Thank you," I reply, and before I can do anything, his lips are against mine. It's completely different from Will. Kissing him was passionate, intense, and heated, but kissing Jem is gentle, caring, and tender. And I get lost in the moment, for the first time, forgetting every single little thing about Will, and focusing entirely on the silver boy pressed against me. I run my hands over his slim shoulders, feeling the tickle of his fine hair against my forehed.
We sit down on the couch, and he takes my hands in his, pulling me even closer than before. I sigh against his mouth; he makes me that breathless, and lay back on the couch, pulling hum on top of me.
We're still deep into kissing, when I hear the door buzzer. We spring apart, and I yell, "Who is it?"
"Anthony!" comes the reply, and I explain to Jem who Anthony is.
He understands, but still decides to leave, so Anthony and I can be alone.
"I'll text you later, Tessa," he tells me as he lets himself out the back door, "Ni shi wo jian guo de zui piao liang de nu hai."
"Let me get this straight. You kissed Will at the mall, the paparazzi got a pic, and now you think Will is mad at you? So instead of talking to him, and letting him explain, you went on a 'date' with Jem and ended up kissing him, too? " Anthony asks, thoroughly staring my hair, which is sticking up at weird angles.
"Honestly, I'm not sure if Will's mad at me, because I mean, he's been hard to read. He acts like he doesn't care about the kiss, but the way he had kissed me back, I can't believe that." I reply, showing him the post from my phone. It still hadn't been taken down, yet
"What about Jem?" Anthony asks, "Do you still have feelings for him? I mean, you kissed him. And quite passionately, if I might add, by looks of your cheeks and hair.
I sigh, smoothing out my hair, fully knowing what Anthony is implying, "I'm not sure. He's been really nice lately, but I don't know if my feeling are as strong for him as they are for Will. With Will, he felt like an actual boyfriend, almost. He took me out, and to the mall. Jem, he reminds me of you. And it's weird to think of kissing you, since you're my best friend."
"I understand, but he has been nicer than Will, though," Anthony reminds me, "You should get to know him better, before jumping ahead and kissing him again, without thinking about it. Plus, you need to decide if you want him or Will, because right now it sounds like you're using him to forget about Will, whom you obviously still have feelings for."
"I suppose you're right," I reply, checking my phone, hoping for a text from either of the boys, but there is none. I figure i need something to take my mind off of both of them this time, "Hey, do you want to go catch a movie? What about City Of Bones? I've heard that Clockwork Angel is going to be somewhat a prequel to that movie, when it comes out."
"Sure," Anthony answers, "I've got all afternoon," and we head out through the lobby, and he waves down a taxi. One comes within an couple minutes, and Anthony tells him exactly where to go. Our favorite movies theaters, Royal Seats.
When the taxi drops us off at the movie theater, we head into it, and purchase our tickets. Anthony buys some popcorn, we sit down in the back row of seats.
Right as the movie starts, I see a raven black haired boy come into the theater, with a girl who looks similar to him. I can see the face of the girl, and she is very pretty, but she looks young. Probably not more than fourteen or fifteen, by looks of her. The boy, on the other hand, looks really familiar, around my age, and when he turns around, he notices me staring at him, His blue eyes bore deep into my soul, and I look away, not wanting to make contact with them.
But I can't. It is as if we can't take our eyes off of each other, no matter how hard we try.
I gasp as he blinks at me, as if trying to straighten out the picture in front of him. His lips shape words, moving as they had when they were over mine yesterday.
It's Will.
SPECIAL THANK YOU TO ASILVERSHADOWHUNTER FOR TRANSLATING FOR ME!
So what did you guys think? Are you guys mad at me? I know I have a lot of Wessa fans here, bit i needed a little Jessa. Don't worry, there will be Wessa in the next chapter! :) Is Tessa getting her head way deep in? :) I don't think I phrased that right. Oh well.
Anyway, follow, favorite, or review. And that brings me to...thank you guys so much for all the reviews! Seriously? Eighty one reviews in six chapters? That's a new record for me. You guys are amazing.
Hey, and I have published a new story, called A New Life In London. Here's the sunmary! Please check it out! :)
Tessa Gray has always been the bullied, abused, outsider. When she is forced to attend The London Institute on scholarship, her social life changes in ways she never imagined. And what happens when both Will Herondale, captain of the American football team, and Jem Carstairs, concert master of the orchestra, the two most popular boys in school, start paying attention to her? AU, set in modern times. All human.
Oh, by the way, I changed my username. :)
~Jillessa Heronstairs~
