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Note: this one starts right where part one left off. Please review for me. Thanks bunches.
Catie pulled away from Jamie and leaned back against the back of the couch, willing her heart to stop beating so fast. A small smiled played on her lips as she realized that she kind of liked the feeling within her stomach. Butterflies were fluttering about happily, making her feel excited and giddy all in one.
She had never felt this way about any guy before. Sure, she had had a couple of boyfriends in her time. And sure, they had kissed her. But, they had never given her butterflies before. Jamie, on the other hand, had managed to do just that in under ten minutes.
Just the fact that it was Jamie making her feel this way, was amazing. They had been the best of friends for what seemed like forever. Catie couldn't remember a time when Jamie hadn't been in her life. He had always been there to help her through the rough patches or to make her laugh.
But, now things would be different because they had kissed. Catie didn't truly think that they could possibly go back to being the kind of friends that they had been before. It's funny, she thought as they stared at each other in complete silence, how one little action has changed our friendship possibly for good. Catie couldn't really say that she minded the change, though.
Jamie watched as a bit of Catie's hair fell in front of her eyes. He reached out slowly, his hand shaking slightly. He had always wanted to touch her long, dark locks, but had never tried because he feared that she wouldn't like him to do that. Now, though, the urge was just to overpowering. His fingers touched her hair lightly, not daring to breathe. She didn't pull away from him, though, and he thought that her hair was perhaps the softest thing he had ever touched. Ever so gently, as if she might break, he pushed her hair out of her face and tucked it neatly behind her ear.
Jamie rested the palm of his hand on her cheek and mentally prepared himself to kiss her again. It was something else he had always wanted to do, but had never gotten up the courage to. But, tonight he had done it! He had to admit that he liked it. To him, kissing Catie was like tasting a bit of what perfection must be like.
"Catie," he whispered and started to lean forward.
Catie closed her eyes in anticipation and.....................
The phone rang.
Both Jamie and Catie jumped back away form each other as if a firecracker had gone off between them. They stared at each other, frozen between wanting to return to their perfect dream-like state and acknowledging that life was interrupting them.
The phone rang on still.
On the fifth ring, Jamie stood, wishing more than anything that the phone had never been invented. This had better be really important, he thought as he grabbed the phone in his hand and raised it to his ear.
"Hello?.....oh, hi Mrs. Roth...Yeah, she's here................Um, yeah I'll tell her....Okay..Okay...bye.." Jamie hung up the phone and glanced at Catie, who had stood up from her position on the couch. Her hands were hidden in the pockets of her jeans and her eyes seemed to be fixed on the carpet of the living room. Catie Roth posed in awkwardness. Where was the loudmouthed campus radical now, Jamie wondered.
Jamie cursed silently as he realized that the moment they had just shared minutes ago was long gone. He felt awkwardness filing his stomach and suddenly the carpet held great appeal for his eyes too.
"Your mom says you have to go home and baby-sit your little brother while she goes grocery shopping," he whispered. He wished that Mrs. Roth could have just taken Catie's brother with her. Then she wouldn't have had to call and change everything.
"Okay," Catie replied, equally quiet. She walked past Jamie, intent on getting away as soon as possible. Am I insane, she thought wildly. Did I really just kiss Jamie? I don't like him like that. He's just a friend.
Liar, her conscience replied calmly.
Jamie followed Catie to the door and stood in the doorway as she stepped outside. He felt almost numb and he tried to think of something witty to say that would smooth over the awkwardness of everything that had happened in the living room. He berated himself for not being able to think of anything to say though. It felt as if there was a cold chasm between them suddenly that had not been there before. Everything was different now and Jamie hated it.
"Bye," he said quietly, not knowing what else to say.
Who am I kidding, he thought suddenly. He didn't want her to leave. He wanted her to stay with him longer. He wanted to kiss her again and touch her hair. He had said good-bye, but something inside him wanted to stop her from leaving. Not yet, he thought, don't go yet.
Of course, she hadn't left yet. She was looking back at him oddly as if she could read his thoughts. Or perhaps the same ones were sliding through her mind. They both stared at each other, waiting for the other one to make the first move.
Then, as if it were the most natural thing she could have done (and perhaps it was), Catie came forward and kissed Jamie softly on the lips. The cold chasm closed, leaving only warm light behind in its wake. The light surrounded the two teens, enveloping then in their newfound feelings for each other. Aye, their friendship never would be the same because they felt differently about each other. Now, their relationship would be something different. Something better.
Again, Catie pulled back first, remembering that she did have to go home and baby-sit. "I'll see you in school tomorrow?" She asked a rather dazed Jamie.
"Yeah," he replied and watched as she slowly turned away from him and started walking down the driveway.
Catie smiled as she walked down the sidewalk to her own house. The excitement and giddiness welled up in her stomach again. Yeah, she didn't mind the butterflies at all.
Jamie watched until Catie was out of sight and then he walked into the house and shut the door behind him. He leaned against the back of the door, a smile plastered on his handsome visage. This was definitely going to make school a heck of a lot more interesting, he thought.
Sorry it was kind of short, but I did what I could. It took me forever to come up with this much as it is. Anyway, what did you guys think? Please review and let me know.
Note: this one starts right where part one left off. Please review for me. Thanks bunches.
Catie pulled away from Jamie and leaned back against the back of the couch, willing her heart to stop beating so fast. A small smiled played on her lips as she realized that she kind of liked the feeling within her stomach. Butterflies were fluttering about happily, making her feel excited and giddy all in one.
She had never felt this way about any guy before. Sure, she had had a couple of boyfriends in her time. And sure, they had kissed her. But, they had never given her butterflies before. Jamie, on the other hand, had managed to do just that in under ten minutes.
Just the fact that it was Jamie making her feel this way, was amazing. They had been the best of friends for what seemed like forever. Catie couldn't remember a time when Jamie hadn't been in her life. He had always been there to help her through the rough patches or to make her laugh.
But, now things would be different because they had kissed. Catie didn't truly think that they could possibly go back to being the kind of friends that they had been before. It's funny, she thought as they stared at each other in complete silence, how one little action has changed our friendship possibly for good. Catie couldn't really say that she minded the change, though.
Jamie watched as a bit of Catie's hair fell in front of her eyes. He reached out slowly, his hand shaking slightly. He had always wanted to touch her long, dark locks, but had never tried because he feared that she wouldn't like him to do that. Now, though, the urge was just to overpowering. His fingers touched her hair lightly, not daring to breathe. She didn't pull away from him, though, and he thought that her hair was perhaps the softest thing he had ever touched. Ever so gently, as if she might break, he pushed her hair out of her face and tucked it neatly behind her ear.
Jamie rested the palm of his hand on her cheek and mentally prepared himself to kiss her again. It was something else he had always wanted to do, but had never gotten up the courage to. But, tonight he had done it! He had to admit that he liked it. To him, kissing Catie was like tasting a bit of what perfection must be like.
"Catie," he whispered and started to lean forward.
Catie closed her eyes in anticipation and.....................
The phone rang.
Both Jamie and Catie jumped back away form each other as if a firecracker had gone off between them. They stared at each other, frozen between wanting to return to their perfect dream-like state and acknowledging that life was interrupting them.
The phone rang on still.
On the fifth ring, Jamie stood, wishing more than anything that the phone had never been invented. This had better be really important, he thought as he grabbed the phone in his hand and raised it to his ear.
"Hello?.....oh, hi Mrs. Roth...Yeah, she's here................Um, yeah I'll tell her....Okay..Okay...bye.." Jamie hung up the phone and glanced at Catie, who had stood up from her position on the couch. Her hands were hidden in the pockets of her jeans and her eyes seemed to be fixed on the carpet of the living room. Catie Roth posed in awkwardness. Where was the loudmouthed campus radical now, Jamie wondered.
Jamie cursed silently as he realized that the moment they had just shared minutes ago was long gone. He felt awkwardness filing his stomach and suddenly the carpet held great appeal for his eyes too.
"Your mom says you have to go home and baby-sit your little brother while she goes grocery shopping," he whispered. He wished that Mrs. Roth could have just taken Catie's brother with her. Then she wouldn't have had to call and change everything.
"Okay," Catie replied, equally quiet. She walked past Jamie, intent on getting away as soon as possible. Am I insane, she thought wildly. Did I really just kiss Jamie? I don't like him like that. He's just a friend.
Liar, her conscience replied calmly.
Jamie followed Catie to the door and stood in the doorway as she stepped outside. He felt almost numb and he tried to think of something witty to say that would smooth over the awkwardness of everything that had happened in the living room. He berated himself for not being able to think of anything to say though. It felt as if there was a cold chasm between them suddenly that had not been there before. Everything was different now and Jamie hated it.
"Bye," he said quietly, not knowing what else to say.
Who am I kidding, he thought suddenly. He didn't want her to leave. He wanted her to stay with him longer. He wanted to kiss her again and touch her hair. He had said good-bye, but something inside him wanted to stop her from leaving. Not yet, he thought, don't go yet.
Of course, she hadn't left yet. She was looking back at him oddly as if she could read his thoughts. Or perhaps the same ones were sliding through her mind. They both stared at each other, waiting for the other one to make the first move.
Then, as if it were the most natural thing she could have done (and perhaps it was), Catie came forward and kissed Jamie softly on the lips. The cold chasm closed, leaving only warm light behind in its wake. The light surrounded the two teens, enveloping then in their newfound feelings for each other. Aye, their friendship never would be the same because they felt differently about each other. Now, their relationship would be something different. Something better.
Again, Catie pulled back first, remembering that she did have to go home and baby-sit. "I'll see you in school tomorrow?" She asked a rather dazed Jamie.
"Yeah," he replied and watched as she slowly turned away from him and started walking down the driveway.
Catie smiled as she walked down the sidewalk to her own house. The excitement and giddiness welled up in her stomach again. Yeah, she didn't mind the butterflies at all.
Jamie watched until Catie was out of sight and then he walked into the house and shut the door behind him. He leaned against the back of the door, a smile plastered on his handsome visage. This was definitely going to make school a heck of a lot more interesting, he thought.
Sorry it was kind of short, but I did what I could. It took me forever to come up with this much as it is. Anyway, what did you guys think? Please review and let me know.