A/N. This is really creepy. I've never written this much this fast before.
But you, my lucky readers get a lot of chapters fast. Enjoy! Sorry about
the short chapter but I've got big plans for the next one. Promise!
Chapter Three
Angela felt like a compete idiot. She couldn't believe that she had told James he looked like Jordan. What brain particles had died and let her mouth spew out those horrible words? She felt her face flush and was glad that the warehouse was dark. Funny thing though, James didn't seem fazed by Angela's statement. He was smiling. He stood up and extended his hand to Angela and asked her to dance. Angela was tempted to say no, she wasn't really into dancing. Luckily, at that very second when the word "no" was on her lips, a slow song came on. Angela breathed a sigh of relief, slow dancing she could do, and gladly. She took his hand and they walked onto the dance floor together.
James's mind was racing. After that sentence came out of Angela's mouth James's higher brain functions lost control and the rest of him tried to get some sort of profit from the situation. So, he asked her to dance. Towards the end of the song, his brain came back together, turns out his brain was trying to find something to say that would save their "relationship" (if you could call it that.) He leaned in towards her ear so she would hear him clearly and said, "Even though we look similar, I hope you realize we are different people."
When James said those words to Angela, it clicked. That wasn't one of the ideas that wake you up at 3:00 in the morning. Right then, on that dance floor it clicked. She was free to have a totally different relationship with James. James wasn't Jordan and Jordan wasn't James. She would not make the same mistakes with James. She decided to be bold and take the first move, so she kissed him.
James had never been kissed by a girl before. He had always had to be the one to make the first move, and he was quite used to it. During the kiss he decided that being kissed by a girl was defiantly better that kissing a girl. After the kiss, he realized that, although he had enjoyed the kiss, he had been thinking during the kiss. He was confused by this. He thought Angela had been what he wanted, bold, wild, beautiful but during that kiss he realized that he didn't care for Angela.
The kiss was not what Angela had been expecting. She had expected fireworks and her heart skipping a beat. Here was a better version of Jordan Catalano. He was just as good looking but he was smarter and he had an accent. When they pulled back from the kiss they looked each other in the eye and said at the same time, some version of, "I don't love you." They smiled, hugged and became friends without any sexual feelings at all.
When Angela got back to the hotel later, around 1:30 she climbed back into bed with a smile on her face.
Chapter Three
Angela felt like a compete idiot. She couldn't believe that she had told James he looked like Jordan. What brain particles had died and let her mouth spew out those horrible words? She felt her face flush and was glad that the warehouse was dark. Funny thing though, James didn't seem fazed by Angela's statement. He was smiling. He stood up and extended his hand to Angela and asked her to dance. Angela was tempted to say no, she wasn't really into dancing. Luckily, at that very second when the word "no" was on her lips, a slow song came on. Angela breathed a sigh of relief, slow dancing she could do, and gladly. She took his hand and they walked onto the dance floor together.
James's mind was racing. After that sentence came out of Angela's mouth James's higher brain functions lost control and the rest of him tried to get some sort of profit from the situation. So, he asked her to dance. Towards the end of the song, his brain came back together, turns out his brain was trying to find something to say that would save their "relationship" (if you could call it that.) He leaned in towards her ear so she would hear him clearly and said, "Even though we look similar, I hope you realize we are different people."
When James said those words to Angela, it clicked. That wasn't one of the ideas that wake you up at 3:00 in the morning. Right then, on that dance floor it clicked. She was free to have a totally different relationship with James. James wasn't Jordan and Jordan wasn't James. She would not make the same mistakes with James. She decided to be bold and take the first move, so she kissed him.
James had never been kissed by a girl before. He had always had to be the one to make the first move, and he was quite used to it. During the kiss he decided that being kissed by a girl was defiantly better that kissing a girl. After the kiss, he realized that, although he had enjoyed the kiss, he had been thinking during the kiss. He was confused by this. He thought Angela had been what he wanted, bold, wild, beautiful but during that kiss he realized that he didn't care for Angela.
The kiss was not what Angela had been expecting. She had expected fireworks and her heart skipping a beat. Here was a better version of Jordan Catalano. He was just as good looking but he was smarter and he had an accent. When they pulled back from the kiss they looked each other in the eye and said at the same time, some version of, "I don't love you." They smiled, hugged and became friends without any sexual feelings at all.
When Angela got back to the hotel later, around 1:30 she climbed back into bed with a smile on her face.