Chapter 4: Good Morning
I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaica
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her kissing
I don't know nothing but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
And my body can't sleep to dream
And my eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky
Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
And my body can't sleep to dream
And my eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky -Daniel Bedingfield, "James Dean (I Wanna Know)
I remember waking up in the sand with my arms around Amanda in my arms.
I vaguely remember being so close to her mouth (oh, you know, the only other thing that I (besides her eyes and smile and voice) obsessing over her for days on end before I see her.) Okay, maybe closer to a week.
I think the day after I met her (or the day Caryn let me out) I went home and drew her. Completely from memory. Which is quite a fieght (sp?) for me, considering that I can never remember to do my homework of the next day.but we won't get into that now.and I've got a photographic memory.
Anyway, that's totally off the subject. It had been a total 24 hours since I'd seen her. You know, that picture (though very good, if I do say so myself) didn't do her justice.
Right now I'm lying on the beach, Amanda head in the bend between my shoulder and neck, while one of my arms is wrapped around her waist. (Did you know her body's absolutely perfect?)
So, here I am, Amanda with me, I can smell her scent (like the ocean and vanilla, which will probably end up being my new favorite smell.) I'm laying here thinking it was all some romantic-movie cliché I watched with some of my girlfriends, er.friends that are girls, that I almost puked over. The movie that is.
"Man!" I thought to myself, "I should've kissed her! What if I never got that chance again?"
You know, if you look at Amanda she seems like a totally cliché type of cheerleader, but can't help thinking that she's different (A/N: well, DUH! She doesn't do that cheerleading stuff, she likes to read and do educational things like that!). I mean, she's smart, funny, gorgeous, fun, adorable, irresistible, did I mention that she knows how to walk? Or move in general?
I really thought I was gonna explode when I saw her at the club, just moving with the beat. Swaying those hips of hers.I've no idea what made me reach out and pull her into my arms, but maybe it had something to do with the fact that every other guy in club was watching her. But I don't know, it's just a guess.
You've no idea, neither did I, that I would be so raving angry about other guys watching her, looking at her, staring at her.
Suddenly, it hit me. I'm in love with her. Usually the girls I usually date are in my bed within two days, but with Amanda, I was going slower. Seriously, I hadn't even kissed her yet. (okay, we hadn't even been on a date yet.) And as I lay here in the sand, Amanda curled against my side, with the sun coming up over the horizon, I think to myself "so this is what it's like to be truly content and happy." It was truly a revelation for me. If you've ever seen me at school, that's saying' something.
Fin.
A/N: hey, guys! Sorry it took so long for the update. I hope I can get the next chapter up (which I think that will be about Zander's background, but not too much, he's still gotta be a bit mysterious!). Sorry this chapter is pretty short too, I'm working on making them longer! I really am. I'm sorry! (PJ falls to the floor and bows screaming something along the lines of: I'm not worthy of such great readers! Over and over and over until she passes out.) Anyways, See you guys next chapter! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!
I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaica
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her kissing
I don't know nothing but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
And my body can't sleep to dream
And my eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky
Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
And my body can't sleep to dream
And my eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky -Daniel Bedingfield, "James Dean (I Wanna Know)
I remember waking up in the sand with my arms around Amanda in my arms.
I vaguely remember being so close to her mouth (oh, you know, the only other thing that I (besides her eyes and smile and voice) obsessing over her for days on end before I see her.) Okay, maybe closer to a week.
I think the day after I met her (or the day Caryn let me out) I went home and drew her. Completely from memory. Which is quite a fieght (sp?) for me, considering that I can never remember to do my homework of the next day.but we won't get into that now.and I've got a photographic memory.
Anyway, that's totally off the subject. It had been a total 24 hours since I'd seen her. You know, that picture (though very good, if I do say so myself) didn't do her justice.
Right now I'm lying on the beach, Amanda head in the bend between my shoulder and neck, while one of my arms is wrapped around her waist. (Did you know her body's absolutely perfect?)
So, here I am, Amanda with me, I can smell her scent (like the ocean and vanilla, which will probably end up being my new favorite smell.) I'm laying here thinking it was all some romantic-movie cliché I watched with some of my girlfriends, er.friends that are girls, that I almost puked over. The movie that is.
"Man!" I thought to myself, "I should've kissed her! What if I never got that chance again?"
You know, if you look at Amanda she seems like a totally cliché type of cheerleader, but can't help thinking that she's different (A/N: well, DUH! She doesn't do that cheerleading stuff, she likes to read and do educational things like that!). I mean, she's smart, funny, gorgeous, fun, adorable, irresistible, did I mention that she knows how to walk? Or move in general?
I really thought I was gonna explode when I saw her at the club, just moving with the beat. Swaying those hips of hers.I've no idea what made me reach out and pull her into my arms, but maybe it had something to do with the fact that every other guy in club was watching her. But I don't know, it's just a guess.
You've no idea, neither did I, that I would be so raving angry about other guys watching her, looking at her, staring at her.
Suddenly, it hit me. I'm in love with her. Usually the girls I usually date are in my bed within two days, but with Amanda, I was going slower. Seriously, I hadn't even kissed her yet. (okay, we hadn't even been on a date yet.) And as I lay here in the sand, Amanda curled against my side, with the sun coming up over the horizon, I think to myself "so this is what it's like to be truly content and happy." It was truly a revelation for me. If you've ever seen me at school, that's saying' something.
Fin.
A/N: hey, guys! Sorry it took so long for the update. I hope I can get the next chapter up (which I think that will be about Zander's background, but not too much, he's still gotta be a bit mysterious!). Sorry this chapter is pretty short too, I'm working on making them longer! I really am. I'm sorry! (PJ falls to the floor and bows screaming something along the lines of: I'm not worthy of such great readers! Over and over and over until she passes out.) Anyways, See you guys next chapter! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!