Title: Don't Like Him
Author: FutureSlayer
Raiting: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, yada yada yada, would anyone belive me if I said I did own AWTR? Thats what I thought! :)
Distribution: Ask
Feedback: Be gentel with me! lol
Summery: What Jamie did in her room besides just get her script when she started to help Landon run lines. Jamie POV.
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When the doorbell rang I felt my stomach start doing cartwheels. I think it even hit a chair in there or something, the way it was twisting and turning. He was here. But I *didn't* like him. I was just being the welcoming, sweet, person everyone said I was, and helping him with his lines, all for the good of the play. This had nothing to do with me.
I opened the door and my heart stopped. *Don't like him* I chanted to myself, trying to talk myself out of having feelings for Landon Carter. That could only lead to badness. We said our hello's and he jarred me out of my thought by asking if I'd keep him outside all day.
Of course, I invited him in, and hoped I wasn't blushing. I couldn't stand this! My script was in my room, and I would have to get it, so that was my way out.
"My scripts in my room, so I'll be right down" I told him. "Make yourself at home". Than I ran up the steps.
"Yah!" I heard him call out. I thought I heard him mutter "It's not likely" to himself, but I was too far away to be sure.
Once I was in my room I closed my door behind me. I hoped that Daddy wasn't giving Landon a hard time. I doubted that I was right though, it was almost certain that Daddy would drill into Landon. *And why do you care? After all he's done to you?* I asked myself. *Everyone deserves forgiveness* I thought back. *You know that's not the only reason Jamie* I heard the voice in my head reply.
Sighing, I walked over to my vanity. I picked up my brush with a shaky hand and ran it through my hair quickly, not bothering to take it out of the ponytail. I didn't have time. I looked around my room as if checking if I had been followed or something. It was crazy, but I had never done this before. I walked to my bed and pulled a box out from underneath it. There was a jewelry box, full of my mothers make up and charm bracelets. I put on the silver one and walked over to the mirror with the makeup, just adding a little eyeshadow and lipgloss.
I made sure that I didn't look too different, but I didn't look the same either. I ran down the steps, and I could hear my Dad grilling Landon. My father walked off and Landon just stood there. I decided to save him.
"Ready?" I asked him, finishing off the last of the stairs.
"Yah lets go" he muttered, following me down the hall to the backyard, where we would rehearse. I smiled. Maybe I did like him.
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Author: FutureSlayer
Raiting: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, yada yada yada, would anyone belive me if I said I did own AWTR? Thats what I thought! :)
Distribution: Ask
Feedback: Be gentel with me! lol
Summery: What Jamie did in her room besides just get her script when she started to help Landon run lines. Jamie POV.
~
When the doorbell rang I felt my stomach start doing cartwheels. I think it even hit a chair in there or something, the way it was twisting and turning. He was here. But I *didn't* like him. I was just being the welcoming, sweet, person everyone said I was, and helping him with his lines, all for the good of the play. This had nothing to do with me.
I opened the door and my heart stopped. *Don't like him* I chanted to myself, trying to talk myself out of having feelings for Landon Carter. That could only lead to badness. We said our hello's and he jarred me out of my thought by asking if I'd keep him outside all day.
Of course, I invited him in, and hoped I wasn't blushing. I couldn't stand this! My script was in my room, and I would have to get it, so that was my way out.
"My scripts in my room, so I'll be right down" I told him. "Make yourself at home". Than I ran up the steps.
"Yah!" I heard him call out. I thought I heard him mutter "It's not likely" to himself, but I was too far away to be sure.
Once I was in my room I closed my door behind me. I hoped that Daddy wasn't giving Landon a hard time. I doubted that I was right though, it was almost certain that Daddy would drill into Landon. *And why do you care? After all he's done to you?* I asked myself. *Everyone deserves forgiveness* I thought back. *You know that's not the only reason Jamie* I heard the voice in my head reply.
Sighing, I walked over to my vanity. I picked up my brush with a shaky hand and ran it through my hair quickly, not bothering to take it out of the ponytail. I didn't have time. I looked around my room as if checking if I had been followed or something. It was crazy, but I had never done this before. I walked to my bed and pulled a box out from underneath it. There was a jewelry box, full of my mothers make up and charm bracelets. I put on the silver one and walked over to the mirror with the makeup, just adding a little eyeshadow and lipgloss.
I made sure that I didn't look too different, but I didn't look the same either. I ran down the steps, and I could hear my Dad grilling Landon. My father walked off and Landon just stood there. I decided to save him.
"Ready?" I asked him, finishing off the last of the stairs.
"Yah lets go" he muttered, following me down the hall to the backyard, where we would rehearse. I smiled. Maybe I did like him.
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