Fanfiction is STILL not working!! Jeez. Anyways, I haven't written in a super long time so here goes nothing. I have no plot in mind so excuse me if this makes ..oo wait. Just got a song fic. Brb g2g look up lyrics okay. Michelle Branch owns this song. And if one of you already posted using this song...I'm sorry. Enjoy!
There it was again. That dream. The dream that always came, every night without fail. Dancing across her brain in silent strands, moving slowly and lasting hours. But what did it mean? Maybe she knew. Maybe for positive it was what she suspected. Who had it been that told her dreams were wishes of the unconscious? Probably Val. Or perhaps Brooke. It sounded like something they'd say.
So there Caitie sat. Her mind trying to wake up. In the darkness she sat. Quiet surrounded her, besides the gentle breathing of her sleeping sisters. The dream still playing in broken, shattered strips through her mind. It was the Jamie dream again. Of course.
Turn it inside out so I can see
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake your never there
But when I sleep you're everywhere
Back to sleep. Maybe the dream would come back. Well, it always did.
The next morning began as expected. School started and Kingsport High was alive again.. Caitie slowly plodded up the stairs. First period waited just beyond that distant row of lockers. And then...there he was. It was Jamie. Right there. Caitie took a second glance. It was a whole new face, a guy with dark hair but that was were the similarities started and ended. It was happening again. When was the insanity going to stop?
"You know you're obsessed when you see his face on complete strangers...who look nothing like him." Caitie muttered.
"What?" Was it really him this time? Yes, it was Jamie Waite.
"Nothing." It was deja vu. Her dream
You're everywhere
Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell me why you're here and who you are
'Cause every time I look
You're never there
And every time I sleep
You're always there
"Whatever." Jamie smiled to show he was kidding.
"Um..so..." Caitie stopped. What was wrong with her? When did she stumble for words around her best friend? Never. Best friend. Never. Never going to happen. She had to stop. This couldn't go on. It was Jamie, for crying out loud. But somehow she knew she couldn't. Wouldn't. And when this ruined the friendship...Jamie was saying something.
"-called but no one answered so I figured you weren't there." He explained, studying his friend. She'd been acting weirder and weirder lately.
"When was that?"
Jamie stared for a moment. "Yesterday." It sounded like he thought she was a total air head.
"Oh. I don't know where I was. I uh.. might have been sleeping. Um. Maybe." Caitie tripped over her words. She could only imagine how dumb she sounded.
"Oh Caitie, what's gotten into you this week?" Jamie grinned and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She only smiled and shook her head.
"I honestly wonder."
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
Val was grinning wildly. She looked like a clown but Caitie didn't say anything.
"It's a crush Caitie. There have been more serious ailments. And it isn't fatal." Val giggled. Caitie rolled her eyes, then got serious. She looked at Val.
"No, it isn't a crush. Peter Dayly in third grade was a crush. No, this is different. Way different."
Val cocked her head slightly to the side. "Different?" She repeated. "Different how?"
"Deeper. Just different."
Not able to relate, Val shrugged it off. "Deep or not I still think it's cute."
"I don't know Val. It kind of hurts." Val stopped smiling at the statement.
"Hurts?" She was beginning to sound like a parrot.
"Uh-huh. Knowing I can't have him. It hurts."
Val just shook her head. "No. I think he's already your's."
Caitie smiled and rolled her dark brown eyes. "Ri-i-ght."
I recognize the way you make me feel
It's hard to think that
You might not be real
I sense it now, the water's getting deep
I try to wash the pain away from me
Away from me
Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe it was. Fate. Destiny. Pretty heavy topics for study hall but Caitie considered these things while staring at her math homework. Who was up there deciding whether or not she got Jamie? It sounded a little unfair to her.
The bell blared loudly, stirring Caitie from her ever-present day dreams. Now to the parking lot. Somehow she battled her way out of the classroom door and found an exit in the sea of people. This school got more crowded everyday. If they would just ship out a few cheerleaders--. Caitie went to be the exit but touched flesh instead. She pulled her hand away.
"Sorry." She mumbled and looked up. Jamie. Was it real?
"Caitie!"
"Jamie. Hi. Where are you going?"
"Wherever you're going." He smiled.
"You're treat?" Caitie kidded.
Jamie pushed open the door, watching the flooding sunlight dance on Caitie's hair. She looked like an angel. He shook his head. Focus on what was said , he coached himself. Recalling the last statement, Jamie smiled. "Now would we have it any other way?" Caitie threw her head back and laughed.
"Need a ride?" She asked.
"I could hitchhike but I doubt you'd ever see me again. Me being such a good looking guy and all you never know who could pick me up."
Caitie caught her breath and sighed. "You're dreaming Waite!"
And when I touch your hand
It's then I understand
The beauty that's within
It's not that we begin
You always light my way
I hope there never comes a day
No matter where I go
I always feel you so
"Bowling?" Jamie asked incredulously. Caitie looked up from her worn green and red bowling shoes, her eyes sparkling.
"Why not? Or is James Waite too cool to bowl?"
Jamie let a smile flicker on his lips for a moment. "Jamie Waite is too cool for a lot of things. But bowling will be the exception today."
"Oh thank God." Caitie snarled sarcastically. "I think you can go first. I want to keep score."
Jamie scrunched up his forehead. "You don't know how."
"How hard is it?"
"Too hard for you." He grinned.
"Shut up and bowl you loser. I'll have it all figured out before you're ball reaches the gutter."
"Oh please. Stand back, pretty lady, and watch the master work."
Caitie let her eyes roll and studied the weird little machine. It couldn't be too complicated. Hmm. The pins crashed down at the end of the alley. Jamie had knocked down seven.
He held his arms high like a champ.
"Yeah, so what?" Caitie called, "What do I do with this little thing?" Jamie pushed her out of the seat.
"I'll keep score. Take your turn."
Caitie shuffled over to her blue sparkly bowling ball. She turned back to Jamie. "Maybe I'll get my first strike." He crossed his fingers and waved them for her to see. She smiled. Bowling. She could see his reflection in her shiny ball. He was trying to fix whatever she had screwed up over there. He was concentrating but he looked adorable.
Caitie took her three steps. The ball released with a thud and rolled quickly down the slick alley, right in the middle. She bit her lip hopefully.
Crash! The ten pins dropped to the ground, leaving Caitie staring in disbelief. A strike. A strike! She turned to tell Jamie but before she could he was lifting her up, bowling shoes and all. They spun around a few turns. Gently, Jamie lowered Caitie, gazing into her eyes the whole time. She caught her breath in her throat. His cologne caressed her senses. He could smell her shampoo. It was like flowers. Spring. Jamie caught himself and turned to the pins.
"Congrats."
Caitie blanked for a minute. Oh yeah, bowling. "Thanks." She managed. It sounded a little strained. "Am I winning?"
"So far, but not for long don't worry."
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I catch my breath
It's you I breathe
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
Jamie marched over to his ball. Caitie took her seat at the score table. And that was it. But something had happened, hadn't it? Had she imagined the whole thing? She glanced up, wondering why Jamie hadn't rolled his stupid ball yet. She caught his eye in the reflection of the ball. She saw he was watching her like she had watched him. Jamie lowered his ball and took his steps. Caitie gave a half smile. Sigh. Maybe that wasn't it.
You're in everyone I see
So tell me
Do you see me?