I tried to do an evening of Neve's lessons but I have neither the knowledge nor the attention span to find all the information I need. I am so sorry this took so long! School was shit-crazy busy! I couldn't find the time to write this So I am making up for that fact by skipping to THE DATE! This is just some fluffy harmless fun, no darkness… hopefully. I hope you enjoy.
The Date Part 1
"Ok Neve, I am going to make you look fantabulous! I have always wanted to say that word," Alice said excitedly.
I groaned, "Alice, it is not about how I look. This isn't a boyfriend/girlfriend date; this is two friends hanging out together. He is not going to give pigs crap about how I look. And if he does, sucks for him." I sat up on my bed and glowered at her as she stood in the middle of my wardrobe. She pouted before dancing back to me.
Bella laughed saying, "I think I can sympathize with that. If only you were here to support me when they descended on me, playing Barbie Bella."
I laughed along with her, "I think I was 6 years old then," I said, "I would probably ended up smacking lipstick all over your face."
Alice rolled her eyes, "I believe you were very grateful of me the last time, when was it now? Oh yes on your wedding day!"
Bella rolled her eyes, "We're getting sidetracked. So what are you and Jack going to do? Are you going to the movies?"
"Everyone goes to the movies on dates," I said, "We are doing something different a way of getting to know each other I suppose. Which we will only find out about when we go."
"Why were you cooking haggis this morning?" Rose asked, she was sitting on one of my many couches.
"One of my many surprises for Jack. Speaking of which how long is it before it goes off?"
"45 seconds," Alice chirruped.
"You know, its kinda useful having a big sister who can tell the future," I said getting up from the bed.
I ran down stairs and readied a Tupperware box near the oven. I pulled the lid off the simmering pot and carefully took out the foil wrapped haggis and carefully put it into the box. As I sealed it and put it into one of those bags that were meant to keep stuff warm, Emmett slouched in scowling at me, "Hey Em," I said cheerfully as I took out a bottle of tomato sauce. He didn't speak to me just continued to glare, "What?" I smirked, "You still sore from last night? It was a fair fight. I used all of the techniques you showed me." In the end the lessons hadn't been that bad. I was now fluent in Spanish, French, German, Russian, Japanese and Mandarin. A language a day. Edward was more than a bit impressed with me in both languages and my mind. I was getting better at blocking unwanted powers and even managed to make Jasper jump up on a table without a word passing my lips. Something so small made me dance around the room. Carlisle tried to teach me how to drive his Mercedes. That was interesting. Anything with an exhaust pipe has some kind of vendetta against me. I am still apologizing for the first time I drove the thing (the Mercedes ended up curled around a tree). But at the end I was able to go around the roads without crashing once. Certainly an improvement. Now my aim was to go faster than 5mph. I know knew how to make my own shelter if I was in the wilderness, how to find water and which plants in the wilderness were edible thanks to Jake. Jasper taught me about code-breaking and what to do if I was in a difficult situation. For example he tied me to a chair in the cellar with the door locked and no windows. Oh and no light. And I had to get out of there before a time bomb went off after 3 minutes. I had chased Jasper around the whole forest in order to try and snap his head off. I nearly succeeded. Speaking of which the fighting at first was different then anything I had ever experienced before. I learnt that to kill a vampire I would probably have to have a lighter on me but I learnt how I could incapacitate them. The boys said that, if I trained hard enough, I would probably have enough strength to rip limbs off. I thanked god that I wasn't that strong enough yet.
"Still…" Emmett grumbled, "Only a week! I expected to take longer than that perhaps maybe never…"
"Well suck it up. I am not the baby you thought I was," I said, leaning against the counter, looking at him, "And I thought you would be proud of me brother dearest."
He growled while I chuckled. I moved the bag to the front door where it would be ready to go. I went back upstairs to my bedroom and flopped onto the bed, the others were still there. "How about this?" Alice asked throwing an outfit at my face.
"No, I told you I am going as me. Which is a pair of skinny jeans, converses with T-shirt and zip up hoody. Next to no make up. So would you quit throwing outfits at me?" I asked impatiently.
"It's kinda cute… I guess," Bella said twirling a lock of hair between her fingers.
"Cute?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
She giggled a little, "Y'know… two lost souls finding solace in each other."
"Lost souls? You have been reading too much Wuthering Heights crap," I said, "And Jack? A lost soul? Har har."
She rolled her eyes, "His dad was a fireman, died on a call. Apparently Jack really looked up to him."
"Oh yeah he told me that," I mumbled.
"Well you're lucky today. The only reason the guys aren't going to follow you is because of the sun that's gonna shine today," Alice said grinning at me, "and I told one little lie about how they would get caught if they did see you."
I chuckled, "thanks Alice. Why are you all so enthusiastic 'bout this date anyway? I thought you all hated his guts."
"Every girl deserves her other half. No guy is going to be perfect but it's always known that the person you admire makes you a better person. Maybe you're that person."
Suddenly the doorbell rang downstairs. "That'll be him," I said slipping off the bed. I took my time getting to the front door, to stop myself from running to it. When I reached it I took a deep breath and then opened it. There stood Jack in all of his glory, black leather jacket slung across his shoulder, white T-shirt, baggy jeans and the same muddy converses. His black hair was sticking up all over the place and he was grinning a lopsided smile that made me want to dissolve into a gibbering mess. Instead I smiled and said, "Jack! You made it!" smiling at him warmly. I heard a whoosh and there my 4 brothers stood next to me.
"Hey Jack!" they chorused and I bit my tongue from lashing out at them. They were going to grill him. They were still sore over his ways and were determined of playing the overprotective obnoxious older brothers (ha! Alliteration…almost. Try saying that fast). Jack's face flickered from happy to wary in a flash.
Thankfully Esme came to my rescue. She pushed her way through the guys before coming to stand at my side, "You boys, you look like you're about to gang up on Jack!" She laughed as if it was nothing before turning her attention to Jack, "Hello, I am Esme, Neve's mother. It's so nice that you are taking her out. I was worried she was going to remain single forever. I don't see how it is possible for such a beautiful girl like her to remain alone for so long."
I rolled my eyes, a slow burn creeping up my cheeks and heating my brow. "Mum," I groaned. Over the past week I had found it easier to call Esme 'mum' and Carlisle 'dad'. It was beginning to feel more natural and less like a betrayal.
"Uh, well I don't see how that is possible either, Mrs. Cullen" Jack said his sparkling playfully and my face burned even more.
All of the guys literally growled at him and Emmett actually cracked his knuckles. Esme smacked him and said in a disapproving voice, "Oh you lot." She turned to Jack, "Would you like to come in while Neve gets her things? And please call me Esme."
" Uh sure Mrs.- I mean Esme," Jack stuttered. He tried to walk inside but found all 4 of my brothers blocking his way. "Uh… excuse me?" he posed the request as a question.
When they didn't move and just all stood with looks of hatred on their faces I stepped in, "Guys. Move before I kick your arses to China."
Emmett turned to glare at me but I said to him, "Bite me and I will bite you back… harder." They all took a hint and took a step back letting Jack through.
"Wow…that wasn't scary at all," he mumbled.
I grinned at him, showing that everything was ok and he had not just entered a house full of vampires. "What can I say? They're brothers, gotta hold it out somehow. This way, I think mum's in the kitchen. Dad's at work right now. Mum will get ya anything you want. I just need to get my goodie bag."
He raised his eyebrows, "should I be scared?"
"Petrified," I said smiling evilly.
I lead him to the kitchen before running up the stairs to my room, to look for my bag. "So…?" Alice asked.
"So what?" I asked back.
"Is he looking hot today?" she asked before giggling a minute.
"Don't let Jasper hear that. Anyway you should already know, seeing the future 'n' all. Anyhoo going now."
"Have a nice time!" They all called back. I grinned at them before walking back downstairs. As I entered the kitchen I saw Jack sitting at one end of the kitchen island, a glass of untouched water in front of him with Edward, Jasper, Emmett and Jake sitting at the other end glowering at him. Esme was in the middle obviously trying to keep the peace. "So," I said loudly trying to break the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air, "Shall we go Jack?" Jack looked up and grinned with relief when he saw me.
"Sure," he said, he turned to Esme, "It was a pleasure to meet you Esme."
"Feeling's mutual Jack, I hope to see you soon," Esme said smiling sweetly at him, "When will you bring Neve home?"
"Uh…" he glanced at me.
"Probs around 4," I said. I heard the hisses but ignored them, "We're just going round Trinity or something. Seeya soon. Bye all."
I grabbed Jack's hand and made for the front door before my brothers came at him with chainsaws. I picked up the heat bag and opened the front door
As soon as the front door was closed Jack visibly relaxed all of his muscles. "Jeez that was-"
"Don't talk, keep walking, they're probably watching us," I said pushing him down the front stairs.
"Wha-" but he must have seen something as he swept his eyes over the front of the house because he quickly closed his mouth and we walked to the car. As soon as we were in the car, the engine roared to life. He quickly drove away. After a minute he said with a shaky laugh, "God your family is scary. I don't know how you live with them."
I snorted and said, "Yeah they have that effect on people. You get used to it and they're pretty cool people underneath all the scariness."
"I thought they were going to rip my throat out," he muttered.
I choked a little. He didn't know how true his words were. "And I would have fought them off for you. I mean me on my own on my date, how could I go on?" I said sighing in mock horror.
"Oh how would you have coped?" he said mirroring my tone.
I threw the back of my hand onto my forehead and sighed dramatically. "I honestly don't know!"
He chuckled before asking, "So where are we going first?"
"Why don't we get the unpleasant places done first? You first, don't tell me where we are going. Just drive," I said.
He nodded and he picked up speed, "So… how's Corey and Brianna?" I asked trying to make conversation. Strangely after the incident in the bathroom, Brianna and her minions never mentioned it. It was like it never happened, they didn't even try to beat me up anymore. I heard no rumors from my classmates about me and I just assumed that Brianna was just too scared of what I might do. So I relaxed a little, only a little though.
He said, "They're fine, I had to turn down an offer to go shopping with Brianna," his face twisted comically into a grimace and I laughed.
"I bet you were distraught turning down that one," I said grinning.
"Nah, I'd much rather spend my time with you. You're least likely to talk about different kinds of lip gloss for an hour," he said grinning.
"Oh thanks, I am flattered," I said sarcastically.
He chuckled, "Your welcome."
We sat in silence for a while. Out of the corner of my eye I watched him. His ice shards like eyes were fixed on the road. There was a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His hair was in a perfect disarray, and I marveled over his strong jaw and cheekbones. He was beautiful, in my eyes anyway. Not entirely sure where that comment came from.
"What are you thinking?" he suddenly asked.
"Nothing, just thinking stupid thoughts. Why don't we start with the 10 questions? Remember: no lying," I said trying to change subjects.
He grinned a wicked grin before saying, "Ok, question 1: what were you thinking?"
Damn… "Uh well I was thinking how… that…you are kinda beautiful," I mumbled not meeting his gaze.
"You think I am beautiful?" there was an amused tone in his voice. I nodded mutely, my face a very attractive beetroot colour. He laughed and tilted my chin up, so I had to look into his sparkling blue eyes, "I think you are stunning."
My face, if possible, burned even redder. To change the subject I said, "My turn: Question 1: Have you always lived in Trinity.
It seemed to have worked because he let go of my chin and turned his attention to the road, "Yeah I have always lived in Trinity. Before I was born my dad obtained the job as a fireman here and mom just followed."
"That's nice," I said,
"My turn question 2: How long did you live in Scotland for?" Jack asked.
"Since I was born," I murmured, "I grew up in the capital city. I know Edinburgh better than I know myself. Jeez, I think I am getting homesick…"
"Describe it to me," he asked smiling warmly.
So I did. I told him about the Scot Monument, Princes Street and its gardens, the Royal Mile, the Festivals (all five of them), the German Market that came every Christmas along with Winter Wonderland and how at this time the whole of George Street and Princes Street were lit up with sparkling lights.
Before I knew it we were at out destination: The Mall. I had a 5 minute hysteric laughing session while Jack said exasperatedly, "What? You said I had to take you to my least favourite place in the world and here it is!"
When I was done with my laughing combustion I said, "So what are we waiting for?" I reached for the door handle.
"What? You can't be serious!" He yelped yanking my hand back.
I raised my eyebrows at him, "You really are terrified. We can't say that we went and visited the Mall's parking lot. Look, my least favourite place is in there to. You can make me suffer when we get there. Come on or I'll start clucking like a chicken every time you get near me."
He sighed before grumbling under his breath, "You, Neve Murray-Cullen, will be the death of me."
"Yay me!" I said in an overly cheerful voice before unlocking the door and stepping out. As promised the sun was shining down, I pulled my kick-ass-RayBan-wire sunglasses. I turned round and wiggled the sunnies up and down. "Ready to go? If you want I can hold your hand all the way through it, since you're being such a baby about it."
He grinned a wolfish grin at me before grabbing my hand in his. I opened my mouth in shock, I had been joking… well I think I was joking. His grin widened when he saw my shocked state and he said, "Why don't we play a game?"
"Yeah? What game?" I asked warily as we began to walk to the Mall.
"Why don't we pretend that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, together? Let's see what happens," his big blue eyes were glinting with excitement.
I bit my lip not sure what to do. He sighed an exasperated sigh before saying, "look just please? No heavy petting or anything. Just silly fun. Could you just drop your guard for now?" His eyes were pleading and I found myself melting in front of him. Damn! Those big blue eyes are definitely going to be the death of me.
I rolled my eyes before saying, "Ok."
He grinned his adorable wide toothy grin again, before intertwining his fingers among mine. We walked towards the Mall hand in hand. In a weird way it felt normal. Right. As we entered to Mall he bent and kissed the top of my head. I jumped at the contact and he laughed a deep throaty chuckle. We chatted as we walked down the walkway occasionally looking in on shops. "My turn," I said as we perused the window of American Apparel, "Question 2: What got you into football?"
"Err, lots of things," he said, his eyes raking my face, "My dad took me to games right from the beginning. Then I went to after-school sessions and just enjoyed it. I guess you could say it was my 'thing'. What about you? Do you have anything that you are really passionate about?"
"Is this one of your questions?" I asked.
"Yeah I guess it is. My question 3," he said grinning.
"Yes, I do have something I am really passionate about: My guitar," I said smiling remembering the solid hour of playing I did last night, (yeah I am unsociable, sue me).
"Oh yeah, you said you played. How did you learn?"
"My old school had this music program. The choices were: violin, trumpet and guitar. I didn't want to do the trumpet and my parents refused to let me bring a violin home since they didn't want the sound of a dieing cat reverberating around their home, so guitar it was. Thank god they did refuse."
"Will you play to me one day?" he asked excitedly.
"Uh… sure but I am not really that good," I mumbled embarrassed.
"I am sure you're amazing," he said enthusiastically tightening his grip on my hand.
I grinned back at him and became lost in his sparkling blue eyes. He reached up and took off my sunglasses, which I had forgotten I still had on and slipped them into his pocket, "I don't like it when you hide your eyes. I am currently confiscating your glasses."
"What? Those glasses are the love of my life!" I said, trying to snatch them from him.
He snorted at that, "Really? The love of your life?"
As I opened my mouth to respond a squeal erupted from behind us, "OMG! What are you guys doing here?"
Jack and I whipped round and we both groaned. Brianna and her followers had just exited American Apparel and were heading towards us, with several bags clutched in their red and pink talons. If possible they were dressed even more like sluts than they do at school. They all had fake plastic smiles on their orange faces and I could tell Brianna was out for blood. They made their way towards us, their hips twitching from side to side making them look like they were having a walking seizure. As they stopped in front of us they all simultaneously flicked their hair to the side. I bit the inside of my cheek trying to keep a straight face. Jack was also looking like he was having a hard time busting out laughing. They looked so stupid.
"This is like so perfect," Brianna babbled, "We're here, you're here we should so join groups. Don't you think girls?"
"Oh yes totally perfect," the others murmured, their eyes watching us like hawks.
"Actually we were about to lea-" Jack tried to say but Brianna cut across him, "OMG! We should all go shopping together! Wouldn't that be totally awesome? Why don't you come?"
"Uh…"
"Perfect, come on. Neve, why don't we walk together?" Before either of us could protest Brianna linked arms with me and basically yanked me forwards. I stumbled along with her, I looked back to find Jack trudging along with the other 2 who were trying to engage him in a conversation about leggings.
Brianna's hand cut into my arm as she dug her fingernails in. "I know what you are doing bitch," she hissed in my ear, "and I am going to make sure it doesn't work."
"Stop this," I whispered back, "Just please leave me alone."
"Not a chance," she practically snarled, "You don't back off I will go and tell the world about what a little freak you are. Pulling a stunt like that in the bathroom, you are gonna pay."
That pissed me off. I turned to the others, "me and Brianna are going to the bathroom. We'll be a few seconds."
I yanked her round and pulled her into an empty bathroom, "Listen to me," I hissed, "I am sick of giving you chances that frankly you don't deserve. And if you think that what I did in the bathrooms is the peak of my talents then you can think again bitch. Take a hint with Jack, he is not interested. Please for your own dignity accept that you two aren't going to make it together. And please don't blame it on me."
She sneered, "Really? Well why don't you show me your amazing talents?"
I glared at her before ripping the nasty pink sunglasses from the top of her head and crushed them in my fist until they were just a mess of shattered plastic and twisted wire. Her eyes widened in shock and her mouth took the form of a goldfish's. "Not only that, I have 4 big brothers who are more than willing to kick your butt."
Her eyes widened even more with fear, "So if I were you, I would keep your trap shut."
"Uh…uh…" her mouth wobbled as she tried to say something. I quickly threw the sunglasses away and told her, "We better get going, the others are waiting."
I didn't bother to wait for her, I just stalked outside. "You ok?" Jack asked smiling at me.
"Yeah I am fine; Brianna will be a few moments. She was just retouching up on make up," I said casually.
"If she takes more than a minute, we're leaving," he said simply, grabbing my hand. He bent to whisper in my ear, "I think my brain is about to crawl out of my right ear. Madison and Becca are driving me insane with their talks on how amazing the new season of sweatpants are in Abercrombie. Like I give shit."
I giggled and I saw the Becca and Madison's eyes widened at our exchange. "On the count of 3…" he murmured gripping my hand tighter, "3!" he suddenly shouted and just as Brianna walked out of the bathroom, we sprinted down the mall's floor laughing our heads off. I glanced behind us to see the shocked looks on the three girls' faces. I turned back round again and we streaked past shocked shoppers, laughing like a couple of three year olds.
When we were in the very centre of the mall we stopped to catch our breath. Well, we stopped for Jack to catch his breath, I just panted as convincingly as I could.
"Aw jeez," he gasped, his face basically glowing with amusement, "that was the best escape of my life. You can seriously run Neve."
"Oh well… I try," I said nonchalantly.
He grinned at me before taking my hand again, "Do you wanna get out of here?"
"We haven't visited my least favourite place yet!" I said.
He rolled his eyes, "Fine but you better be quick or I'll escape from you."
I rolled my eyes, "You wouldn't have the guts to."
"That is scarily true," he mumbled. He looked sad at that point.
I stepped closer to him and gazed into his eyes, "What's up Doc?" I asked doing my best impression of Bugs Bunny.
He smiled at me before saying, "It's nothing… just currently feeling like a lovesick dweeb in love with the hottest girl in school."
"Oh come on," I rolled my eyes, "You know that I like you to. It's a little fast though. Scarily fast, I didn't expect to like you this much in such a short amount of time. It was what two weeks ago that we hated each others guts. Now we are having fun together like we are the greatest friends in the world. And I am just a little freaked by that but its fine. I can work this through. We can work this through. It just seems to be a little bit like-"
"Magic?" Jack asked smiling at me.
"Er… yeah, how'd you work that out?"
"Got there ahead of you," he said stroking a piece of hair tenderly from my face, "It is a bit weird but I am cool with it. If it means I get to be closer to you I am not complaining."
I laughed, "Ditto."
He grinned back, "Double ditto."
I rolled my eyes, "We're getting sidetracked. Guess where my least favourite place in the world is." I challenged him, pulling away but never letting go of his hand.
"Uh… no clue, where?" He asked his eyes never leaving my face.
"You mentioned it when we were with the skanks," I said.
He furrowed his brow and frankly looked like the most adorable thing trying to concentrate, (ugh soon I am going think that him picking his nose is the most beautiful thing in the world). He snorted bringing me out of my personal world, "Abercrombie? Are you serious?"
"Yes and Jack Wills and Hollister. They just terrify me because in my old school it was what everybody wore. They are symbols of tyranny, no self expression and little imagination."
He raised his eyebrows while trying to keep a straight face, "The great Neve Murray-Cullen… terrified to go into a preppy store." At that he busted out laughing.
I thumped him on the arm, "It's not funny. Those girls made my life hell from the moment I entered that school."
He managed to slow down in his chuckles before stopping altogether. He was still smirking when he said, "Well then Abercrombie here we come."
"No!" I almost shrieked.
"No, come on. It was your brilliant idea to come in here in the first place. You promised I could torture you. Heck I might even get you something," And with that said he began pulling me away and down the floor. Before I knew it we were standing outside the shop from hell.
I turned to him, "Please don't make me do this," I pleaded.
"Come on," he said grinning. He pulled me in and now we were in the dimly lit recesses that is Abercrombie. I buried my face into his shoulder and groaned.
I felt a chuckle reverberate through him and heard him ask some one for help. I turned to see a shop assistant, dressed in one to those tops that try to not look slutty and fail miserably. "How can I help you?" she said batting her eyelashes at him. Back off Bitch. Woah, where did that thought come from?
"I was wondering if you could help me find something nice for my girlfriend here," he said gesturing to me with his other hand while pulling me closer. He seemed to not notice the fact that the girl was trying to get his attention.
The girl's face fell and she turned to look at me trying to hide her disapproval and failing. "What kind of thing do you want?" she sneered, as if my very presence insulted her.
I turned to him, "You don't have to get me anything. You heard me: I don't like stuff like this," I gestured around the shop to prove my point.
He shrugged, "I want to get you something. Something to prove that you have been inside a preppy store," he smirked as he said that.
I sighed at that before turning to her, "Nothing too expensive," I said quickly, "Just something small."
She rolled her eyes and said, "Sure, we have scarves, gloves, socks, panties, bras…"
"Scarf," I said quickly. I would be damned if Jack was going to buy me a bra.
"I'll be right back," she said in a bored tone. As she disappeared I heard Jack growl under his breath, "Cow."
"Oh thanks," I said sarcastically.
His eyes widened in horror, "Oh god not you. I meant the shop assistant. I didn't like the way she looked at you."
"Oh," I murmured. Jack getting protective, it wasn't as annoying as I thought it would be. It felt kind of… nice.
"Here we are," the girl said as she walked back several pieces of material in her hands. She laid them out on a near by table for me to look at.
I walked over, Jack tagging along. I ignored the actual scarves and looked at the price tags. "Holy shit!" I breathed. $94? $120? For one measly scarf?
Jack chuckled, "Why don't I pick one? Since you're being so picky over prices."
I shook my head, "No, you are not paying $120 for me."
He shrugged, "You are helping me get amazing marks in History this is my way of paying back."
I sighed, "Fine but if you want to get me a present don't get me one from Abercrombie and Fitch. It will be a waste of your money because I probably won't ever wear it."
He pursed his lips before nodding at me and then turning to the girl, "I am sorry looks like we won't be getting anything form here. Thanks for your help though."
We turned away from her enraged face and walked quickly out of the store. "Car?" he said looking at me.
I shrugged, "Sure."
As we walked down he said, "So what's your question 3?"
"Uh… oh yeah! What kind of music do you listen to?"
He smiled before saying, "Muse, Kings of Leon, The Ramones, Rolling Stones, Oasis, Led Zeppelin, Biffy Clyro, FooFighters, AC/DC… those are some of my favourite bands. What about you? My question 4."
"Uh well mine are sort of the same: I like Muse, The Ramones, Green Day, Queen, The Rolling Stones. Just add in Fall Out Boy, Paramore, Panic at the Disco, All-American Rejects, Something Corporate, Blink-182, The White Stripes and Evanescence."
"Cool," he said, "It's a bit weird though. I was expecting you to go British all the way."
"Yeah, an I would have expected you to listen to music about girls asses and boobs being a sexist jock 'n' all."
He laughed, "Point taken."
We continued to discuss about music until we got to the car. As I slid into it I heard a grumble to my left. I turned to smirk at Jack, "Is some one hungry?"
He grimaced, "A little."
I grinned at him, "Well why don't we go to your favourite place and we can eat there?"
"Sure," he said grinning. As we pulled out of the parking space and drove down the road, Brianna and her friends walked straight across our path. "Shit!" Jack yelped slamming down his foot on the brakes. I flew forwards and my seatbelt cut into my neck.
"Argh!" I gasped, clutching my neck as I flew back to my seat again.
Jack turned round a look of shock on his perfect features, "Oh god, are you alright? I am so sorry. They just walked out and I didn't see them. You aren't bruised are you? Aw jeez I am such a-"
"Hush now I am ok," I said smiling comfortingly at him, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah… pissed but fine," he glowered at Brianna, who just giggled and blew him a kiss. Her eyes locked with mine and I didn't miss the fear in them. They tottered away and the road was finally was clear to drive. Jack began muttering under his breath about 'that bitch' as he drove forward.
"Hey," I said taking his hand, which was resting on the gears, "Don't let Brianna ruin the rest of the day."
He smiled and leaned in to kiss my forehead. That sent tingles throughout my body and I smiled with delight. I leaned in without thinking and heard him chuckle, "Neve, I really need to concentrate on driving."
I felt my face going red and laughed, embarrassed. "Yeah, I'd like to get out of this date alive."
He laughed again and we sped out of the parking lot, leaving our troubles behind in our least favourite place.
YAY! I have to put this into tow parts or otherwise this would have been a ridiculously long chapter. So what do you think? Neve and Jack are getting close. I will explain the speed to you later but until then I will have to leave you on the edge of your seats. Mwah ha ha ha! As always Review. Reviews are like summer days in the back garden with your favourite book… or your laptop with F.F. on. Lol.
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