Jennifer sighed and messed with the multi-colored bracelets on her right wrist, sitting cross-legged on Kyle's bed in his room, waiting for him to return with the promised glasses of Dr. Pepper. She couldn't believe that she had actually agreed with this, this was insanity. Sighing again she stretched out her legs and leaned back playing some with her ponytail.

Looking up as she heard the doorknob jiggle, and then open she saw Kyle walk in with a tray of sodas and a bowl of popcorn, the smell that hit her was heavenly and made her stomach growl in hunger. Kyle laughed as he sat it down on his bedside table and walked towards his closet to retrieve her jacket for her.

Not that she needed it; she was dressed warmly in her overly large black Invader Zim hoodie and a pair of baggy blue jeans, having kicked off her tennis shoes while he was gone. He smiled as he handed her back her jacket and sat down besides her, on the part of the bed that wasn't taken up by her legs.

"Thanks, where did you find it anyways?" She laid it beside her shoes and looked at him, studying his face for a moment, before dropping her eyes to her black polished nails, staring at them like they were the most interesting things in the world.

He thought quickly before leaning back and grabbing the remote to his bedroom TV slipping his arm around her shoulders "I was walking to your house to try to get some sheet music from you, and I found it on the sidewalk." He flipped on the TV and switched over to the DVD player quickly, the menu for their favorite movie, Resident Evil coming on.

She nodded and shifted into his arm more, making herself comfortable like so many times before while her mind and her heart screamed at her self for letting him hold her this close once again. It was a mistake she knew it…in fact she knew that she should tell him about Adam. She tried to think about how to approach the subject when her cell phone rang in her pocket. Smiling apologetically she dug it out while Drowning Pool's song, 'Bodies' got louder as she did so, flipping it open and pushing talk.

"Hello?" She watched the previews with little interest, as she sat up straight and out of his arms for the time being; silently she thanked who ever had called glad for them to take her out of an awkward moment.

"Its Adam hon, was calling to see what you where up too…"

"Um Adam? This is a bad time babe."

"Oh…sorry where you at?"

"I'm at Kyle's watching a movie, call you back later I promise."

"Bye, I love you."

She pushed end, not bothering to say anything back to him, it would raise too many questions and he was already staring at her as she tucked the phone back into her pocket, leaning back against his head board.

"Who was that?" Kyle asked wondering why the fuck she would even have her phone on now, she was supposed to be spending this time with him, and only him. He watched as a light blush crept over her face and bit her lip, a sure sign that something was up.

"It was no one, just Adam, he wanted to talk some." Seeing the look on his face she quickly added, "And don't look at me like that, he's a really good friend of mine, plays quads, was at BOA." She smiled lightly and picked up her Dr. Pepper from the tray by her and took a sip of it, setting it back on the nightstand as the first seconds of the true movie began.

No one. Of course, it was the guy from the other day. It hadn't been just 'nothing'; if it was then she wouldn't have blushed and bit her lip. That was a fact. Sighing he wrapped his arms around her tiny frame and pulled her into his lap, smelling in the scent of her freshly washed hair, the scent of jasmine almost over powering him.

Inside she wept as she felt him pressing against her body, this wasn't right, she had a boyfriend. She buried her head in his shoulder as she begun to cry, suddenly very afraid of him. She began to shake gently in his arms, her tears soaking his gray hoodie.

He rubbed her back gently not sure what was up, he lifted her face out from his shoulder and gently transferred her body besides his, laying it down as he put his body over hers somewhat and began to shower her tear stained cheeks with kisses, before kissing her lips, his own parting as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, his hands roaming over her sides, before he lifted one to cup her cheek.

This wasn't happening. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, letting him into her mouth. She had stopped crying from the shock, her hand coming up and running through his hair. No! She couldn't be kissing back…Adam…remember Adam…but he was so near, his scent invading her nose, the scent that she had found comfort in during so many nights of tears and miserable days. She moaned softly and dragged herself away from him, her head dizzy with unanswered questions, and it felt as if her heart had been ripped in two. She stared back at him, her eyes filled with unshed tears.

It felt as if he had taken a knife and stabbed it through her very soul and was turning it…the two people that she loved…or had loved the most. How could she ever tell Adam this? It would kill him worse then her. Kyle…oh god he was supposed to be going out with someone at the moment…her ex-best friend Alex. They had stopped talking to each other because of what Alex had pulled during the last month of school to their best friend Rachel. No…this wasn't happening. She groaned and sat up sticking her head in her hands, as she sorted out her thoughts.

In a strangled whisper she asked "What about Alex?" as she continued to hold her head, afraid to look at him straight in the face, almost afraid to look him in the eyes.

"It wasn't working out…we broke up." He couldn't understand why she was being like this. She was acting like the fucking victim, something that she certainly wasn't. He was the victim, always having to deal with Alex's ways, her flirting with others, and the constant rumors and bad mouthing of others, sometimes of his friends. Controlling she was, and all the time that they had been together, she had the nerve to be happy, always coming to school laughing and smiling, her head up in the clouds.

Kyle couldn't understand her, ever. He loved her to death though; he had known it ever since he had laid eyes on her that first day of band camp. She had walked into the band hall with her flag bag slung over her shoulder wearing a pair of short black shorts, a pair of blue flip flops, and a pink t-shirt with blue Hawaiian flowers scattered about the front, her hair tied up into a ponytail. She had looked so incrediably lost and out of place, looking around with wide eyes like she had never been in a band hall before. After a few moments the guard had swooped down on her and began to talk to her herding her off to the guard room as the rest of the band hung out talking and catching up.

He couldn't take his eyes off of her that entire day at camp, and was thinking about her long after everyone had packed up their instruments and headed home to recover from the soreness from the first day back. He had ended up asking her out, but had dumped her soon after marching season ended, she had begun to get too spacey on him. It was her fault about their relationship, all of it.

Wrapping his arms around her body he rocked her gently, before she pulled away and began to pull on her shoes, and picking up her jacket she laid it on the bed as she worked trying to ignore him.

She couldn't stay here with him. It had been a mistake to come in the first place when his parents weren't home to begin with. As she finished getting her shoes on Kyle pulled her body against his trying to kiss her again. Stifling a shout she grabbed her jacket and ran out of his house, grabbing her cell phone from her pocket as she ran towards Kelly's house, who lived but a few blocks down. She needed someone to talk to and now. Flipping open her phone, she dialed Kelly's number and quickly told her that she was coming over.

Kyle shouted out as he chased her, he wasn't going to let her go, not now, not ever. He was gaining on her quickly before she turned and ran over a person's lawn, opening the door and ducking inside, slamming it behind her. He stopped, and folded over as he quickly regained his breath. Cursing quietly he began the walk back to his house, beginning to plot again, and this time, she wouldn't get away.

Authors Notes

Okay, so you guys have survived the first 3 chapters of my story, I hope that you guys like!! For you guys information who wanted to know about if this has/is happening to

or is based on my real life, it isn't. This is fully fictional, and I am sorry for the confusion. There are real parts of it though, 1. I am in Color Guard, and I love every

moment of it, 2. I am in band, and I have dated a guy in band before, and 3. Yes I have

been kissed before, but that's it. I would LOVE to have reviews, so please do!! I welcome them and will try to answer each one I promise. I want feed back from you guys most of all. To help you guys somewhat keep track of the characters here is a list.

Jennifer: Color Guard member whom is dating Adam, she is a freshman and plays clarinet during concert season. Used to date Kyle.

Adam: Quad drummer whom is a sophomore, is dating Jennifer. Knows some of what happened between her and Kyle.

Kyle: Jealous ex-boyfriend. Is a control freak most times, and plays trumpet. Is also a sophomore and is completely obsessed with Jennifer. Highly jealous of Adam, but knows really nothing of him.

Alex: Freshman flute player, used to date Kyle. Is controlling and generally a bitch now towards Jennifer because of a fight that she started.

Rachel: Jennifer's friend, freshman oboe player. Used to be Alex's friend until the fight, now sticks to Jennifer.

Kelly: Sophomore tuba player, is close to Jennifer.