A/n: I feel extreamly horrible for just leaving the story hanging. So I've churned out a few chapters, as of writing this I don't know how many that will be. I'm gonna try to finish up Love of a Lifetime tonight too, so we'll have to see how everything goes. Thank you to anyone who was dedicated enough to be reading this. I hope you all didn't forget about me! And a big thank you goes out to cookielover87, without you I probally would have forgotten all about my fic's. Real Life is a pain. I hope you guys enjoy the chapters!
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Things had returned to normal for me after Landon dropped the sweater off at my house that night. People had gotten over the initial shock of me still being me after the play, and school life had sunk back into routine. I hadn't seen Landon for two days, and though I wasn't ready to confess my feelings, and still not that sure that I had them, I was wondering where he could be. He liked school more or less, why shouldn't he, he was a popular one.
'Another reason you can't get involved with him, sweater or not'.
There was that voice again. The one that messed everything up. I was deep in thought, and very much so trying to push my doubts away, when Belinda came up to me.
"Jamie!", she called out, catching up with me in the hall.
"Hi", I replied, a little unsure of why she was suddenly being nice to me.
"I just wanted to let you know, no hard feelings", Belinda said with a smile. "Landon and I, are totally over."
'She knows. Oh my gosh she knows how I feel!!' I wanted to scream. Scream and run away. Say, no, I do not have feelings for him and ask Belinda if she was feeling okay. But I didn't. Instead, I just played dumb.
"I really don't know what you're talking about", I told her gently. 'Drop the subject..Drop the subject..' I slowly wished in my head.
She stopped walking with me down the hall, and I stoped too. "Jamie, you would be so beautiful..if you knew how to do your makeup."
Now I really wanted to ask if she was feeling well. But nothing could prepare me for her next words. "Come on, eat lunch with me!" Belinda offered.
I was stunned, but I hoped it didn't show. After all these years, was I finally getting some aceptance? "Okay.." I managed to mutter as she led me into the cafeteria.
"You want a tick tack?" she asked, casually. I said no thank you and quickly drew my attention to everyone else drawing attention to myself. I wondered what was going on as everyone looked at me, and some laughed. Not like that was anything new.
"Wow.." Belinda had wondered over to a table, and was holding some type of flyer in her hand. I couldn't see what it was, but it was definitly what had people talking.
"Is this you?" she asked me, and held the paper out for me to see. I almost broke down and cried right there. What I saw, this was even more shocking than Belinda's behaviour. She smirked. "Nice bod."
There my face was, pasted onto a body that was in a very revealing swimsuit. Finally it dawned on me. Belinda being kind, the laughs and the looks, it was all a game. All a joke to make me think that I was finally being acepted by my peers. My breathing was shallow as I looked around the room at the smirks and the laughs. I was fighting it, but I could feel the tears coming, feel my eyes beggining to get misty.
I couldn't take it any more, all of this was too much for me. I ran. All I wanted to do was run. But when I turned around, I plowed straight into the one person I had been wondering about for the last two days. Landon Carter. "Woah.." he muttured, clutching onto me. He held me for a minute. He reasured me and then moved towards the rest of the people in the cafeteria. I watched as he defending me, as it came to blows. I wanted to tell them to stop, it wasn't right, but I couldn't move. I could barley think. It was like my entire body had shut down.
Landon pulled me out of the room, already finished making his point. We stopped outside by the stairs, and he asked if I was okay. I dimly noticed he called me baby. I made a mental note to remember I liked it as he led me to his car.
I had calmed down alot by the time Landon had stopped the car in front of my house.
"Are you sure you're okay?", he asked, obviously still worried about me. It tugged at my heart a little bit.
"I'm fine. Thank you for everything", I replied.
"You're welcome", he told me with a smile. I moved to get out of the car, but his voice called out to me. "Hey, I wanted to ask you something."
"Okay", I said, turning towards him ready to hear his question. He seemed just a slight bit nervous.
"Will..you go out with me, on Saturday night?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I waited for the voice. That nagging bit of doubt I had carried with me. And when it didn't come, I knew this was right. I just wished I could have said yes. He looked let down when I told him I couldn't go, but I made sure to let him know it was only because I wasn't allowed to date. I watched from the doorway as Landon drove off.
I had a feeling he wasn't one to give up so easily. And I prayed that my instincts were right.
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A/n: I fully intend to actually update. I'm so sorry for leaving you guys hanging. This ends this chapter, but I'll be back in the morning! I just can't squeeze anything out of me so close to 1AM! Please review and tell me what you think, it was a bit hard to get back in the swing of things!
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Things had returned to normal for me after Landon dropped the sweater off at my house that night. People had gotten over the initial shock of me still being me after the play, and school life had sunk back into routine. I hadn't seen Landon for two days, and though I wasn't ready to confess my feelings, and still not that sure that I had them, I was wondering where he could be. He liked school more or less, why shouldn't he, he was a popular one.
'Another reason you can't get involved with him, sweater or not'.
There was that voice again. The one that messed everything up. I was deep in thought, and very much so trying to push my doubts away, when Belinda came up to me.
"Jamie!", she called out, catching up with me in the hall.
"Hi", I replied, a little unsure of why she was suddenly being nice to me.
"I just wanted to let you know, no hard feelings", Belinda said with a smile. "Landon and I, are totally over."
'She knows. Oh my gosh she knows how I feel!!' I wanted to scream. Scream and run away. Say, no, I do not have feelings for him and ask Belinda if she was feeling okay. But I didn't. Instead, I just played dumb.
"I really don't know what you're talking about", I told her gently. 'Drop the subject..Drop the subject..' I slowly wished in my head.
She stopped walking with me down the hall, and I stoped too. "Jamie, you would be so beautiful..if you knew how to do your makeup."
Now I really wanted to ask if she was feeling well. But nothing could prepare me for her next words. "Come on, eat lunch with me!" Belinda offered.
I was stunned, but I hoped it didn't show. After all these years, was I finally getting some aceptance? "Okay.." I managed to mutter as she led me into the cafeteria.
"You want a tick tack?" she asked, casually. I said no thank you and quickly drew my attention to everyone else drawing attention to myself. I wondered what was going on as everyone looked at me, and some laughed. Not like that was anything new.
"Wow.." Belinda had wondered over to a table, and was holding some type of flyer in her hand. I couldn't see what it was, but it was definitly what had people talking.
"Is this you?" she asked me, and held the paper out for me to see. I almost broke down and cried right there. What I saw, this was even more shocking than Belinda's behaviour. She smirked. "Nice bod."
There my face was, pasted onto a body that was in a very revealing swimsuit. Finally it dawned on me. Belinda being kind, the laughs and the looks, it was all a game. All a joke to make me think that I was finally being acepted by my peers. My breathing was shallow as I looked around the room at the smirks and the laughs. I was fighting it, but I could feel the tears coming, feel my eyes beggining to get misty.
I couldn't take it any more, all of this was too much for me. I ran. All I wanted to do was run. But when I turned around, I plowed straight into the one person I had been wondering about for the last two days. Landon Carter. "Woah.." he muttured, clutching onto me. He held me for a minute. He reasured me and then moved towards the rest of the people in the cafeteria. I watched as he defending me, as it came to blows. I wanted to tell them to stop, it wasn't right, but I couldn't move. I could barley think. It was like my entire body had shut down.
Landon pulled me out of the room, already finished making his point. We stopped outside by the stairs, and he asked if I was okay. I dimly noticed he called me baby. I made a mental note to remember I liked it as he led me to his car.
I had calmed down alot by the time Landon had stopped the car in front of my house.
"Are you sure you're okay?", he asked, obviously still worried about me. It tugged at my heart a little bit.
"I'm fine. Thank you for everything", I replied.
"You're welcome", he told me with a smile. I moved to get out of the car, but his voice called out to me. "Hey, I wanted to ask you something."
"Okay", I said, turning towards him ready to hear his question. He seemed just a slight bit nervous.
"Will..you go out with me, on Saturday night?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I waited for the voice. That nagging bit of doubt I had carried with me. And when it didn't come, I knew this was right. I just wished I could have said yes. He looked let down when I told him I couldn't go, but I made sure to let him know it was only because I wasn't allowed to date. I watched from the doorway as Landon drove off.
I had a feeling he wasn't one to give up so easily. And I prayed that my instincts were right.
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A/n: I fully intend to actually update. I'm so sorry for leaving you guys hanging. This ends this chapter, but I'll be back in the morning! I just can't squeeze anything out of me so close to 1AM! Please review and tell me what you think, it was a bit hard to get back in the swing of things!
