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Chapter 3
JULIE'S P.O.V
Adam nudged me awake for the 5th time that afternoon. I was sat between Fulton and Adam in our Math's class. Mr Carnie took it and believe me when I say he was the most boring teacher alive. Apart from feeling as though I could die of pain at any given second, I was having to sit and at least try and listen to Mr Carnie prattle on about how important Math's is to the world. He gave this speech at least every lesson. One more class to go and luckily it was study hall. I knew I couldn't sleep there but I could at least pretend to be studying.
"Hey Jules, you ok, you've gone really pale"? Adam asked me as we made our way to the next class.
"Yeah, I'm just really tired". I replied hoarsely.
The next class seemed to go by so slow, I felt like my eyes needed match sticks to keep them open. I had nibbled on the food I had promised Charlie I would eat, but finding the energy to lift hand to mouth was a very hard concept at the time.
After class I met up with Charlie, who nearly had to carry me home as well as all the books he had taken from my arms on our meeting. Connie apparently wasn't doing too good either as we walked part of the way home with her and Guy.
Later that night, after a long hot bath and a little of Charlie's cooking, which was left to my imagination to what exactly it was meant to be, I was actually able to keep my eyes open and hold a full conversation.
"So, where are we going for spring break"? I asked eagerly for a tidbit of information.
"You'll have to wait and see won't you". He replied, a sly grin on his lips and evil running through his eyes as he held me in suspense.
"You are treading on egg shells my boy". I told him pretending to be mad.
"Ok, I promise you'll love it"! He informed me.
"How do you know, I might hate it". I tormented him, knowing full well as long as I was with him I would love it.
"I know you'll like it because you've been there before". He ignored my comment.
At that point I decided to drop it. I wasn't going to get anything out of him, when it came to surprises he could be more stubborn than anyone I knew.
A few weeks later, I walked out of college with Connie. I was going away with Charlie that evening. I still had no idea where he was taking me and I was almost positive everyone on the team did. They had been acting rather weird, like when I entered a room, they'd suddenly go quiet.
"So are you all packed for you trip"? Connie asked smiling secretly.
"You know where I'm going don't you"? I didn't bother answering her question.
"Maybe". She replied not giving anything away.
"Tell me. Please Con, I hate surprises"! I tried winning her around to my side of thinking but that strategy didn't work.
"Nope, you'll love it when you find out". She giggled.
"Come on, wouldn't you want to know if it were you"? I tried again.
"Yeah, but it isn't me is it. Just think yourself lucky you've got a boyfriend that if offering to take you away for your anniversary. Guy only bought me dinner for our first anniversary".
"But Connie, you were what 11 years old".
"I know, and I love him for that, but you are SO lucky". She exaggerated slightly.
When we got to the corner where we normally separated Connie leaned forward and gave me a big hug and winked at me before telling me to have a fantastic time and to send her a postcard. I then told her not to have any parties without me, laughing as we each went our separate ways.
As I entered our flat, it looked at though a bomb had hit it, it had, under the name of Charlie Conway. There were clothes thrown every which way possible, half empty suitcases, college work left aimlessly all over the kitchen table and toiletries piled on the sofa.
"Charlie". I shouted loudly.
"Yeah"? He popped his head around the bedroom door, looking every bit innocent.
"What the hell have you been doing"? I asked dropping my bag and beginning to pick clothes up off the floor.
"Packing". He replied simply.
"This doesn't look like packing to me". I had to laugh, his idea of packing meant throwing everything he thought he'd need into a suitcase then zipping it shut.
After half an hour of clearing the mess he had made, I placed all the things he'd want into his suitcase NEATLY, then grabbed my own and awaited for Charlie to decide when it was time to leave. After all I had no idea what time anything was happening.
"Right, you all set"? He asked finally picking up both cases.
"Oh, finally, I've been ready for the past hour". I replied sarcastically.
Even when we got to the airport, I had no idea where we were going. Charlie wouldn't let me come and book in with him incase I found out that way. He was dead set on me not finding out until I got there. Eventually we got on ther plane and were seated next to the window.
"C'mon Charlie, tell me now"? I almost begged.
"Nope, it's a surprise". I grinned slyy and closed his eyes, resting his head on the back of the seat.
It was no good, I wasn't going to get a word out of him. The suspense was actually getting to me by now. I never really bit when Charlie through bait at me, but this time it was impossible not to. He had kept this thing a secret for the past few weeks, and knowing that another 11 people knew and you didn't was rather infuriating.
Before I knew it the light came on that lit up the sign warning us to put our seatbelts on. I felt rather mixed emotions at this point. I wanted so much to get off and see where I had ended up, but a small part of me did'nt want to get off. Suddenly I felt Charlie's hand grasp mine and almost drag me out of my seat anf my thoughts to that matter.
Even when we got into the main part of the airport, I didn't figure out where I was, that was until.
Well what do you think - let me know! PLEASE R&R!!!!!
Chapter 3
JULIE'S P.O.V
Adam nudged me awake for the 5th time that afternoon. I was sat between Fulton and Adam in our Math's class. Mr Carnie took it and believe me when I say he was the most boring teacher alive. Apart from feeling as though I could die of pain at any given second, I was having to sit and at least try and listen to Mr Carnie prattle on about how important Math's is to the world. He gave this speech at least every lesson. One more class to go and luckily it was study hall. I knew I couldn't sleep there but I could at least pretend to be studying.
"Hey Jules, you ok, you've gone really pale"? Adam asked me as we made our way to the next class.
"Yeah, I'm just really tired". I replied hoarsely.
The next class seemed to go by so slow, I felt like my eyes needed match sticks to keep them open. I had nibbled on the food I had promised Charlie I would eat, but finding the energy to lift hand to mouth was a very hard concept at the time.
After class I met up with Charlie, who nearly had to carry me home as well as all the books he had taken from my arms on our meeting. Connie apparently wasn't doing too good either as we walked part of the way home with her and Guy.
Later that night, after a long hot bath and a little of Charlie's cooking, which was left to my imagination to what exactly it was meant to be, I was actually able to keep my eyes open and hold a full conversation.
"So, where are we going for spring break"? I asked eagerly for a tidbit of information.
"You'll have to wait and see won't you". He replied, a sly grin on his lips and evil running through his eyes as he held me in suspense.
"You are treading on egg shells my boy". I told him pretending to be mad.
"Ok, I promise you'll love it"! He informed me.
"How do you know, I might hate it". I tormented him, knowing full well as long as I was with him I would love it.
"I know you'll like it because you've been there before". He ignored my comment.
At that point I decided to drop it. I wasn't going to get anything out of him, when it came to surprises he could be more stubborn than anyone I knew.
A few weeks later, I walked out of college with Connie. I was going away with Charlie that evening. I still had no idea where he was taking me and I was almost positive everyone on the team did. They had been acting rather weird, like when I entered a room, they'd suddenly go quiet.
"So are you all packed for you trip"? Connie asked smiling secretly.
"You know where I'm going don't you"? I didn't bother answering her question.
"Maybe". She replied not giving anything away.
"Tell me. Please Con, I hate surprises"! I tried winning her around to my side of thinking but that strategy didn't work.
"Nope, you'll love it when you find out". She giggled.
"Come on, wouldn't you want to know if it were you"? I tried again.
"Yeah, but it isn't me is it. Just think yourself lucky you've got a boyfriend that if offering to take you away for your anniversary. Guy only bought me dinner for our first anniversary".
"But Connie, you were what 11 years old".
"I know, and I love him for that, but you are SO lucky". She exaggerated slightly.
When we got to the corner where we normally separated Connie leaned forward and gave me a big hug and winked at me before telling me to have a fantastic time and to send her a postcard. I then told her not to have any parties without me, laughing as we each went our separate ways.
As I entered our flat, it looked at though a bomb had hit it, it had, under the name of Charlie Conway. There were clothes thrown every which way possible, half empty suitcases, college work left aimlessly all over the kitchen table and toiletries piled on the sofa.
"Charlie". I shouted loudly.
"Yeah"? He popped his head around the bedroom door, looking every bit innocent.
"What the hell have you been doing"? I asked dropping my bag and beginning to pick clothes up off the floor.
"Packing". He replied simply.
"This doesn't look like packing to me". I had to laugh, his idea of packing meant throwing everything he thought he'd need into a suitcase then zipping it shut.
After half an hour of clearing the mess he had made, I placed all the things he'd want into his suitcase NEATLY, then grabbed my own and awaited for Charlie to decide when it was time to leave. After all I had no idea what time anything was happening.
"Right, you all set"? He asked finally picking up both cases.
"Oh, finally, I've been ready for the past hour". I replied sarcastically.
Even when we got to the airport, I had no idea where we were going. Charlie wouldn't let me come and book in with him incase I found out that way. He was dead set on me not finding out until I got there. Eventually we got on ther plane and were seated next to the window.
"C'mon Charlie, tell me now"? I almost begged.
"Nope, it's a surprise". I grinned slyy and closed his eyes, resting his head on the back of the seat.
It was no good, I wasn't going to get a word out of him. The suspense was actually getting to me by now. I never really bit when Charlie through bait at me, but this time it was impossible not to. He had kept this thing a secret for the past few weeks, and knowing that another 11 people knew and you didn't was rather infuriating.
Before I knew it the light came on that lit up the sign warning us to put our seatbelts on. I felt rather mixed emotions at this point. I wanted so much to get off and see where I had ended up, but a small part of me did'nt want to get off. Suddenly I felt Charlie's hand grasp mine and almost drag me out of my seat anf my thoughts to that matter.
Even when we got into the main part of the airport, I didn't figure out where I was, that was until.
Well what do you think - let me know! PLEASE R&R!!!!!