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Disclaimer - Most of the characters were the sole idea of Meg Cabot. I am merely using them for an entertainment purpose. This is also the same for recognisable brands etc. However, anything else that you don't recognise - the story plotline, for example - will probably be mine.
Song and title credit goes to Selena Gomez and the Scene. I do love Disney pop.
010.
You are the thunder and I am the lightning.
'Friendship Fortnight' had nearly finished; Parker and I had already decided that we would carry on being friends, unlike most of the people in our school who couldn't wait to part ways . . . Guy, for example:
"I honestly can't stand her," He sighed, resting his head on the locker beside me. "I genuinely try my best to be nice to people, but she just aggravates me." And who was this girl that was grating Guy's nerves?
CeeCee Webb.
"She keeps asking about Adam, too," Guy made a face.
"Really?" I wrinkled my nose - something I did when I was thinking really hard. The bell for homeroom rang. "I'll see you later; bye." I waved goodbye to Guy, before walking to homeroom.
"You're late," Brad said as I stepped into the classroom.
"I am not," I sat in my seat, smiling at Andrew as he sat down next to me.
"Hey Suze," He ruffled my hair whilst he spoke. "I hear you've left me for the oh-so-sex y Jesse de Silva."
"I never knew you liked guys in that way," I teased, before going back to the subject at hand. "And yes, we are dating." I smiled as I said it; I loved the fact that we were together.
"That's sweet," Andrew replied. "But he'd better treat you right."
"He will, don't worry." I hugged him, shooting up as soon as the bell rang. "I have to go; I've got a science presentation." I pulled a face, before saying bye, and walked to science class.
Parker was already sat in his seat, doodling in his notebook, with his tongue poking out of his mouth in concentration. I stared at him for a while, adoration plastered on my face; he looked so cute and child-like.
"I hope that you're not suddenly realising that you're madly in love with him," A voice came from behind me . . . Jesse's voice. As he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, I responded:
"Yeah; I suddenly realised that I dated the wrong best friend." I leaned back into him, feeling the rumbles in his chest vibrate against my back as he spoke.
"I've got something interesting to tell you," He kissed the side of my temple as he spoke.
I turned around in his arms, "Hmm?"
"Well, I was --" Jesse was cut off by the arrival of Mr. Moran, who scowled at us both. "Sit down."
Jesse mumbled something under his breath - some curse word in Spanish, most likely - as he took his seat.
The presentations flew by - and Parker's was certainly entertaining. We were doing about genetics - why a person had a certain characteristic and all that jazz; Parker decided to do his presentation on Edward Cullen. Yeah, I didn't even know that he'd read the books, either.
"Well, I think that Edward had some freaky shit going on," Parker ignored Mr. Moran's yell at him (for cursing). "I mean, which dude sparkles? That's so fucking gay. I mean, if Jesse sparkled or some shit like that, I wouldn't be chillin' with him."
"Parker!" Mr. Moran cut through his speech. "Are you going to talk about genetics?"
"Oh, yeah. Anyway, Edward has red eyes 'cos his mom and dad had them -- wait, that's not right. He had red eyes because he sucks blood," He muttered to himself, and I exchanged a grin with Jesse. "Um, er, to be honest, I'm chatting shit 'cos Edward was like adopted by the Cullen family; I don't know what he inherited off his 'rents." Mr. Moran rolled his eyes, as Parker dopily smiled at him. "Least I tried, huh."
As Parker began making his way to his seat, everyone began applauding. I smiled at him as he sat down. "You are honestly the most awesome guy ever."
"Okay, if I didn't know any better then I'd say that you're in love with Parker," Jesse smiled at us both, amusement twinkling in his warm brown eyes.
"It's true," Parker pecked me on the cheek, sloppily.
Laughing, I pushed him off me and wiped at my cheek. Parker pretended to pout, before breaking into his dimple-inducing grin. It was soon my time for the science presentation - it went with a breeze.
Finally the bell went - which, phew. Parker ran to where a group of stoners were, chatting animatedly with them.
Jesse wrapped his arms around me from behind, kissing my temple as he spoke. "I have some news, Susannah."
"Hmm?" I asked, putting my hands over his strong arms.
"My mom wants to meet you tonight; she invited you over to dinner."
I twisted in his grip. "Really?" I was nervous and giddy - the butterflies were definitely appearing in overdrive.
"Yeah, she wants to put a face to the name and all that." I was secretly happy that Jesse talked about me at home.
I just hoped that it went okay.
*****
I gave Andrew my car keys, asking if he'd drive my car home - Brad could give him a lift home. I also rang Andy to tell him that I was going to Jesse's for the evening; he was happy for me and told me to 'have fun'.
"Jesse," I spoke softly. "Will your mom like me?"
Jesse took his right hand off the steering wheel, clutching it in my left hand. "She'll adore you."
The rest of the car journey to Jesse's passed in a comfortable silence. It was silent on my part because I was nervous; Jesse seemed content, so I was guessing that that was why he was silent.
We eventually pulled off into a dirt track. I was shocked when Jesse parked his Audi A8 in front of a small (but cute) log cabin. "This is your place?" I asked, trying to keep the surprise out of my voice.
"Yeah," He opened my door for me. "It's kind of small, but there's only me and my mom so..."
I smiled sweetly at him, pecking his hand which was slung around my shoulder. "I'm excited to meet your mom."
With a smile, Jesse replied, "Well, let's get going then."
Jesse went getting his mom, requesting that I take my jacket off and get comfy. I looked around the sitting room - it was very cosy; brown, cushy sofas, ratted rugs and the fireplace going. But it was so not...Jesse.
How could my boyfriend afford a brand new Audi A8 and then live in a relatively small house? I wasn't being bitchy or snobby; I just couldn't comprehend how he had such an expensive car?
"I'm so excited, hijo." I heard a voice from somewhere behind me whisper. Seconds later, a homely woman stepped out. She was in her mid-40s, black hair peppered with grey strands wrapped in a loose bun. "You must be Susannah." Her accent was tinged in with her words. "Welcome, miha."
"Hi," I took a step forward and embraced her hug. She smelt of cookies and lavender. I think I liked her straightaway. "I'm very pleased to meet you."
"Oh, me too," I smiled at her, ignoring Jesse's smug smile - he was obviously happy that we hit it off straightaway. "I've heard so much about you, Susannah. My son just goes on and on and o --"
"Um, I think Susannah gets it now." Jesse looked embarrassed at his mom's words, but I was pleased as punch. After his mom had gone into the kitchen to bring us our food, I turned to Jesse.
"You talk about me?"
"Yeah," He hugged me from around the middle. "You know that I like you a lot."
"And I like you too," I pecked him on the lips. "A lot."
His mom called us in from the kitchen. I followed Jesse, adoring the many pictures of Jesse and his mom that aligned the walls. He was cute as a kid, and very stunning as the teenager that he was today.
The kitchen was a cute little ensemble of red and black. It was small, but very clean and shiny. We all sat down at the table; Jesse's mom had made chicken pasta with couscous. All in all, it was very delicious, and I expressly told Mrs de Silva. "Thank you, sweetie," She beamed at me, clearing the dishes - politely refusing my help - and serving up dessert.
Dessert was a simple strawberry and mint sundae - simple, but delicious.
After I had helped Jesse and his mom clear up, despite their protests that I was a guest, I went up to Jesse's room with him.
It was grey, white and black - and very tidy. "Hmm, my boyfriend: the tidy guy," I sat on Jesse's bed, admiring his clean room.
"Well, I knew I had to impress you." He sat with me, kissing my cheek after he spoke.
I rested my hand on his knee, "So, you knew I'd come into your bedroom?" I asked, teasing.
He returned my banter. "Well...yeah." I kissed him deeply, sighing as I fell on top of him. We lay together on his bed for a while, before I heard his voice rumbling.
"Susannah?" I turned to look at him - he was amazing; I had never been happier. "I love you."
Okay, scratch that; now I had never been happier.