Look at her - Jamie and Caitie - Ch6

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, except for the ones I make-up. They all belong to Disney, and any other company that owns 'In a Heartbeat.' "Crazy for this Girl" is by Evan & Jaron.

Note: I know that some authors have used the song before, but it just fits for this chapter. I'm sorry if I upset anybody about this. The noise from the radio is in blue. The flashback is in green.

Initial Attraction

Look at her - Jamie and Caitie - Chapter 6

It was only the beginning of the week and Jamie just got out of detention after Carlson accused him of something he didn't do. As he was wandering around the hallway, he heard someone call his name.

"Jamie!" a voice called.

Instantly, Jamie turned around and saw Caitie running to get to him.

"What's the matter?" he asked as they continued to walk.

"Nothing. I just wanted to catch up with you. That's all. Why are you still here at this time?"

"Detention."

"Why?"

"Carlson thought I was the one who set put a whoopie cushion under his chair."

"Why would he think that? And how could you do that, which I know you didn't?"

"Well, he stayed with our class for a while because Mr. Ulrich is sick. Carlson came out the door to talk to a kid who was running in the hallway. He was out there for like fifteen minutes. He came back in eventually. I was actually asleep when I hart this loud farting noise come out of nowhere. The next thing I know, Carlson was on my case."

"We really need to do something about him?"

"Why bother? It's not like he'll listen."

"We could try," Caitie said hopefully.

Jamie looked down on her.

"Yea, we could."

They reached the parking lot where Caitie headed for her car. The sky was rather dark. Jamie went on the other side and set off on a long walk to home. Caitie started her car, when she remembered that Jamie had to walk. She quickly put it to start and went after him. She passed a bunch of cars before she slowed down as she spotted him.

"Where's your toy?" she asked as she rolled the window down.

"I still have it in the shop," Jamie said before turning quiet.

Caitie gave him a sympathetic look. 'Why did I say that? I shouldn't have said that. Now I made him think about it.' She decided to change the subject.

"Do you want a ride?"

"That's all right. My house is only a mile or so from here."

All of a sudden, it began to rain.

"Do you want a ride now?" Caitie smiled at him.

Jamie returned her smile, and opened the door to the passenger seat.


When they arrived, Jamie asked her if she wanted to come in for a while.

"I have some time," she replied as she parked her car on the side of the road.

Jamie opened the door and let Caitie in first.

"This feels good," Caitie said regarding the warmth of the house. "It's so cold out there."

Jamie nodded before calling out his mother's name.

"Mom! I'm home! My friend, Caitie, is here."

Isabelle Waite came down from the stairs and Jamie gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll just change, but I'll be right back," Jamie said before heading to his room.

Mrs. Waite led Caitie to a seat.

"You must be the friend Jamie keeps talking about," Mrs. Waite said.

"He talks about me?"

"Whenever he comes home, I usually ask him about school. I'm telling you, there isn't a single one of his stories where you're not included."

Caitie blushed a little bit.

"So, how's Danielle?" Caitie asked.

"My daughter is still hanging on. You know, after what happened, she was in a pretty bad shape. How's Jamie taking it?"

"He's doing pretty well. All of his friends are there for him."

"Thank you. He doesn't talk to his father or me about it as much. And Peter, whom he talks to often, is in college."

"Jamie's a great guy. He'll get through this."

"I know. That's my James Timothy."

" Timothy?"

"That's his middle name. He didn't tell you that?"

"No, but thanks for telling me," Caitie said with a laugh. "I'll make sure to mention that to him."

"I'm warning you, he doesn't like to be called that. He hated me for that ever since he was a kid. I always do it to tease him."

"Really?"

"I remember that day when Jamie was around eight years old. We were at a playroom. He was on this ride simulator. Do you know what that is?"

"I think I've had my share of them."

"Well, he was on this car for three whole hours and he wouldn't budge. I'm telling you, that's one stubborn kid."

"He still is."

Jamie's mom laughed.

"He said the cutest little things. He was talking about how he loved cars. And when I asked him that I thought he loved motorcycles, he said, 'Can't I love both at the same time.'"

"Aww, that's so cute."

"The thing that he said that I'll always remember was when he told me that he's going to marry a car because I was telling him how he can't. His exact words were, "'Well, I'm going to marry a car. C-a-r. Car. And I'm going to have a motorcycle as well. And you can't stop me.'"

"C-a-r, huh?"

"Yea, why?"

"I just think it's funny. Those are actually my initials. Creepy, isn't it?"

"What's your full name?"

"Caitlin Ava Roth."

"What a big coincidence!" she said with a small laugh. "And you two are such good friends and all."

"Yea. I wish I had met the little James Timothy Waite."

At the call of his full name, Jamie quickly rushed to the two ladies.

"Mom, did you tell her?"

"I'm sorry, honey, but someone has to know."

"Yes, James Timothy," Caitie teased.

Jamie gave her a fake evil look. Caitie laughed as she stood up.

"It was nice meeting you, Mrs. Waite."

"Likewise," Isabelle smiled.

"Jamie, I have to get going. I have to get something for my mom."

"Thanks for the ride."

"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow."

Jamie walked Caitie to the door. After she left, Jamie's mother came up to him.

"Jamie, did you know that Caitie's initials spell 'car'?"

"No, but thanks for reminding me I guess," Jamie said with a confused look.

Jamie went straight to his room and plopped on his bed. The silence was getting to him, so he turned on the radio. A slow, yet more upbeat than most, played on the radio.

"Oh, why do they play this stuff? Who listens to these?"

As Jamie was about to change the station, the song ended and another came on, which was being introduced by the DJ.

"And now, here's song dedicated to Katelyn from Chris. It's "Crazy for this Girl" by Evan and Jaron."

The title of the song made him stop from doing what he intended. Instead, Jamie raised the volume a little higher and put his head on the pillow as he listened to the song.

She rolls the window down

And she talks over the sound

'What the heck? That happened this afternoon!

Of the cars that pass us by

And I don't know why

"But she's changed my life…" Jamie said in sync with the song.

Would you look at her

She looks at me

She's got me thinking about her constantly

But she don't know how I feel

And as she carries on without a doubt

I wonder if she's figured out

I'm crazy for this girl

She was the one to hold me

The night

The sky fell down

And what was I thinking when

The world didn't end

Why didn't I know what I know now

As the song continued to play, Jamie slipped into his thoughts. 'What's up with this song? It's practically telling my life story.' Jamie's thoughts brought him back to the incident that happened the week before…

"Come on, Jamie. Just one ride. Please?" Danielle asked.

"Oh, fine. But just one. OK, come here."

Jamie picked her off the ground and settled her behind him. He put a helmet on her head.

"Hold on tight," Jamie said.

"OK."

With that, Jamie started his motorcycle. He drove around the block, sending laughters of joy from his ten-year-old sister. Jamie couldn't help but smile. He turned his head towards her for what seemed like a second. He smiled down at her. When Jamie directed his gaze back to the road, a small truck was heading towards his way. At an impulse, Jamie swerved his vehicle out of the way. His bike went out of control, and caused himself and his sister to be thrown off it. The sound of the ambulance caused Jamie to wake up. The first person he saw was Hank.

"Jamie, are you alright?"

"Yea, I'm fine."

"Good thing you had a helmet."

"Where's Danielle? Where's my little sister?"

"Jamie, calm down."

"Don't tell me to calm down! I can't calm down. Now where is my sister?"

"They took her to the hospital. She was unconscious and her breathing became weak."

"Oh no," Jamie said as he dug his head into his hands. "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have taken her for a ride. It was dangerous, and I knew it."

"At least you had a helmet on her. If not, she would have been in a more serious condition."

Later that night, Jamie was sitting alone in the waiting room. From the way his eyes were red, it was obvious that he was crying. Suddenly, Jamie felt a hand on his shoulders. He looked up, expecting his mother, but it was Caitie. Caitie gave him a weak smile and sat beside him.

"How are you holding up?"

"Not pretty good," he tried to laugh, but he couldn't.

Caitie put an arm around him as Jamie continued to sob.

"Why her? Why not me? She's still ten for crying out loud. This is all my fault."

"Jamie, blaming yourself is not going to help your sister."

"And blaming others will?" he said sarcastically.

"No. No one is to blame. Things happen Jamie. Good or bad. You just have to accept that."

"I can't, Caitie," he said helplessly as Caitie hugged him. "I just can't."

Caitie comforted her friend. She just remained in his embrace, patting his back once in a while.

"Don't give up, Jamie."

As Jamie came back to reality, then and only then did the words his mom spoke sink in.


That's the end for now. I will eventually come back to this story. It wasn't much, but I hope you liked it anyway. Don't forget to review J I'll be back! ~ Scarlet182