Hey people. Thanks 4 reading and I'm sorry I took this long to put these things up.
REALLY SHORT! EXTRA SWEET N CHEEZY FOR ALL YA'LL WHO LOVE CHEEZY-GOODNESS
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-Jordan
Chapter 9: iWatch Shakespeare
Monday morning again; Jordan was settled in at Carly's house and was having a great time. She wasn't even nervous about her doctor appointment Tuesday. Even though she had had some pains that week and it was worse Sunday. She was in history with Freddie; they were studying the Renaissance age. Mrs. Briggs put in a tape of the renaissance and they were watching the culture. They started talking about Shakespeare's plays.
"I love him!" Jordan said from her seat. The rest of the class was crowded around the TV. Freddie and Jordan didn't feel like moving.
"What's your favorite play?" Freddie asked.
"Probably Romeo and Juliet…or A Midsummer Night's Dream would be my favorite."
"I have to say Hamlet…or Romeo and Juliet. For the exact same reason as you have." Freddie said.
"I never told you a reason." Jordan said.
"Though the one you have is the same as mine." Freddie said. They watched for a few minutes, quoting the lines they knew and laughing. Then a scene from Romeo and Juliet came to the screen. Jordan gasped, "I love this scene."
"Me too." Freddie said. It was the scene where Romeo first confronts Juliet. Jordan sighed when he took her hand, and then heard a sound from Freddie.
"If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss." Freddie quoted with Romeo on the screen. Jordan laughed and put her hand on Freddie's.
"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this; for saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss." Jordan quoted too. Freddie smiled too.
"Have not saints' lips and holy palmers too?"
"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer."
"O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do! They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." Freddie leaned in, like he was actually going to kiss her.
"Saints do not move, though grant for prayer's sake." Jordan said, taking her hand away.
"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." Freddie looked at Mrs. Briggs. She was glued to the television as all the other kids were. He leaned in then, without Jordan paying attention, he kissed her lightly and sweetly, and then pulled away. Jordan's eyes widened and closed, taking in the moment.
"Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged." He added.
"Then have my lips the sin that they have took." Jordan smiled.
"Sin from my lips? Oh trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again." He kissed her again. Her hands lined his hair and his arm caressed her back. It lingered on for a while, not too long though. Jordan pulled away first, knowing when to stop and went back to the screen. The scene changed and all that was left was Jordan's hand holding Freddie's. They both smiled as their heartbeat slowed.