Disclaimer: there is no need to rub it in, I do not own the wonderful
mediator stories written by the wonderful Meg Cabot/Jenny Carroll or the
characters (I want Paul – he is hot drools)
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It was dark by the time Jesse finished kissing me.
But I could feel myself glowing I was so happy that I bet I was giving off the same amount of light Jesse was. When we finally came up for air we just looked at each other. A huge goofy grin plastered on each of our faces. If someone walked by, they would undoubtedly be calling the mental asylum, seeing me on my own grinning at nothing with my cherry lip gloss smeared all over my face.
I was busy staring at his lips thinking how nice it would be to be glued onto them when Jesse broke my trance by talking. I tried to follow his lips with my eyes but he kept on talking and it was making me dizzy, so I was forced to look him in the eyes.
Not that I'm complaining.
"Querida, I think it's time for you to go home. It is dark and you have school tomorrow." He whispered huskily. A tingled went down to my toes.
"Just a few more minutes..." I whined. I sounded like a spoilt kid with a new toy. Oh well. Jesse just smiled and lowered his head towards mine then wrapped his arms around my body. I crossed my hands behind his neck then ran them through his hair.
It was heaven.
And it was yummy.
This time I was the one who broke apart. If I didn't now, who knows if I ever would have? And I sure didn't want to go further than kissing in a graveyard, that's just creepy.
"I really...oughta...better be going now. You know. Home. School. Sleep," I sighed then added, "dreams." Jesse let out a little groan.
"Just a few more minutes, querida," he whispered in a very unadulterated voice, if you know what I mean. My knees gave way. But I remained strong. I took Jesse's hand and we walked down the path to the main road. With one last smile at me, he gave me a kiss on the forehead then shimmered away.
Now I was alone I could finally show my emotions. And okay, maybe I could have been a little more dignified about it, but come on. My heart was literally singing. I jumped about madly on the pavement screaming and laughing hysterically with my arms waving about manically. Several people crossed the other side of the road, but what did I care?
HE LOVED ME!!!! WHOOPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly a car pulled up beside me. I didn't notice but when I heard my mother's voice say "Susie?" in an extremely worried tone, I jumped about a mile and a half in the air...and into a bush. I yelped then jumped back up, quickly checking for any poison ivy I could've sat on.
"Jeez mom, try and kill me why don't you," I said, a little annoyed that my happy dance had been so rudely interrupted.
"Sorry, honey. What...ahem, what were you doing?" She asked warily.
"Oh, urm, I was just happy because...because...oh, because me and CeeCee sold so many cannoli and made lots of money." Wow, I never realised just how much of a loser I could make myself.
"That's...that's great, honey. Want a ride home?"
She may think I'm mad but she is still my mom.
"That would be great, thanks."
It was only as I was lying in bed, a huge grin threatening to break my face in half, that I realised I actually had nothing to be smiling about. Sure, Jesse loved me and I loved him, but, unless I played my cards right, he could soon be gone forever. And what's worse, I had to face this threat tomorrow at school. I would have to face Paul tomorrow...
A/N: this is my first mediator story! And it will get more interesting I SWEAR. So please review my chickies!!!
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It was dark by the time Jesse finished kissing me.
But I could feel myself glowing I was so happy that I bet I was giving off the same amount of light Jesse was. When we finally came up for air we just looked at each other. A huge goofy grin plastered on each of our faces. If someone walked by, they would undoubtedly be calling the mental asylum, seeing me on my own grinning at nothing with my cherry lip gloss smeared all over my face.
I was busy staring at his lips thinking how nice it would be to be glued onto them when Jesse broke my trance by talking. I tried to follow his lips with my eyes but he kept on talking and it was making me dizzy, so I was forced to look him in the eyes.
Not that I'm complaining.
"Querida, I think it's time for you to go home. It is dark and you have school tomorrow." He whispered huskily. A tingled went down to my toes.
"Just a few more minutes..." I whined. I sounded like a spoilt kid with a new toy. Oh well. Jesse just smiled and lowered his head towards mine then wrapped his arms around my body. I crossed my hands behind his neck then ran them through his hair.
It was heaven.
And it was yummy.
This time I was the one who broke apart. If I didn't now, who knows if I ever would have? And I sure didn't want to go further than kissing in a graveyard, that's just creepy.
"I really...oughta...better be going now. You know. Home. School. Sleep," I sighed then added, "dreams." Jesse let out a little groan.
"Just a few more minutes, querida," he whispered in a very unadulterated voice, if you know what I mean. My knees gave way. But I remained strong. I took Jesse's hand and we walked down the path to the main road. With one last smile at me, he gave me a kiss on the forehead then shimmered away.
Now I was alone I could finally show my emotions. And okay, maybe I could have been a little more dignified about it, but come on. My heart was literally singing. I jumped about madly on the pavement screaming and laughing hysterically with my arms waving about manically. Several people crossed the other side of the road, but what did I care?
HE LOVED ME!!!! WHOOPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Suddenly a car pulled up beside me. I didn't notice but when I heard my mother's voice say "Susie?" in an extremely worried tone, I jumped about a mile and a half in the air...and into a bush. I yelped then jumped back up, quickly checking for any poison ivy I could've sat on.
"Jeez mom, try and kill me why don't you," I said, a little annoyed that my happy dance had been so rudely interrupted.
"Sorry, honey. What...ahem, what were you doing?" She asked warily.
"Oh, urm, I was just happy because...because...oh, because me and CeeCee sold so many cannoli and made lots of money." Wow, I never realised just how much of a loser I could make myself.
"That's...that's great, honey. Want a ride home?"
She may think I'm mad but she is still my mom.
"That would be great, thanks."
It was only as I was lying in bed, a huge grin threatening to break my face in half, that I realised I actually had nothing to be smiling about. Sure, Jesse loved me and I loved him, but, unless I played my cards right, he could soon be gone forever. And what's worse, I had to face this threat tomorrow at school. I would have to face Paul tomorrow...
A/N: this is my first mediator story! And it will get more interesting I SWEAR. So please review my chickies!!!