I think we can all tell from the title what the chapter is about. And I think we all know that it will be rather sad. Well, not really.
Nevermind.
But you know, you should all be very proud of me. I am updating the night before my Forensics competition. My duo partner is yelling at me right now.
Anyways, I have already started re-editing the seventh chapter. The beginning, in my opinion, is rather cool. ;)
So anyway, read, hopefully review, and don't give up on me, because I WILL have this done soon.
Chapter seven will be up on the 26th.
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Chapter six: Screaming Infidelity
"Suzie, who is this?" My mother was looking at and Jeremy with an ever familiar twinkle in her eyes. Oh, jeez. Not that again.
"Uh… mom," I said, giving her a warning look, one that she did not catch, by the way. "This is my friend Jeremy, he's new at the mission, and we're working on a lab report together, so I invited him over, umm… is that okay with you?"
She smiled again, trying not to let her excitement show. Very nice, Mom, well done. "Of course it is honey, I just need to talk to you about something in the kitchen," she gestured for me to follow her, her eyes focused on Jeremy, who was standing in the living room, looking more than a little bewildered.
"Susie, so tell me," she said after we were in the kitchen, "what's this between you and Jeremy?" she looked as if she were about to explode with happiness.
I looked her in the eye, you know, so she wouldn't get any of her brilliant 'ideas'. "Mom, there's nothing between me and Jeremy, I hardly know him." The disappointment showed significantly in her face. My poor mother, she's a nice lady who doesn't deserve someone like me for a daughter. She needs who's popular, a cheerleader, or someone who's been voted Homecoming Queen…someone like her, when she was my age. Someone normal.
"But do you like him?" Would it make any difference? Its not like someone that hot would wanna go out with me, I had witnessed that first-hand yesterday with Jesse.
But then again, Jeremy was a whole lot nicer than Jesse, so maybe we could…No.
No. No. No. No way would that ever happen to you Suze. So just get it outta your head.
"I guess he's…okay?"
"Honey," I looked up. My mother was lowering her gaze to meet mine, "you know, he's pretty hot, Suzie." That was when I nearly keeled over in shock.
Rewind, and FREEZE.
My MOTHER does not say HOT.
I felt myself go beet red. "Uh..huh…." then I turned to leave, keeping my eyes glued to the kitchen tiles. "Yeah, you know, I should get Jeremy so we can start our homework."
"Oh," she said, "yeah, go start your 'homework.' " She winked and pointed at me, as if to say 'I gotcha.'
I turned around abruptly, my cheeks ablaze with embarassment, letting out a silent scream before I entered the living room.
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While Suze was talking to her mom, I waited in the family room and strolled around looking at the various pictures hung up on the wall. There were so many of them, and they were arranged so perfectly, as if whoever put them up had spent hours perfectly the scenery around one picture alone. And then, there were knick-knacks, small ones, quirky ones all over the place. The house gave off a cozy feeling, that some one might've thought strange if they had not met the inhabitants.
Afew minutes later, Suze appeared looking rather flushed, and said to me, "Come on, lets go up to my room." Alright.
I won't lie to you, and I'm not gonna try and hide it either. I think it's kinda obvious that Suze was pretty hot. She had this really dark hair; the color of chocolate, that flowed silkily across her shoulders, and smooth peachy skin that contrasted with her bright green eyes. I had never seen anyone with eyes like that. I understood why Paul and Adam were giving her looks, not that she ever noticed. Nope, Suze was surprisingly naïve, (naïve but not stupid) which made me like her more.
I followed her to her room, trying to maintain a cool attitude. It was pretty girly, with pink walls, and a canopy bed, frilly stuff that didn't really suit her personality. She sat down on the bed and dumped all her stuff out. "So," she said, "what do ya wanna start off with?"
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He just stared at me, with those hazel eyes of his, and I felt the blush creep back into my face. He was really good-looking; he had this perfect face—kinda like Johnny Depp or Orlando Bloom(a/n: I LOVE Orlando Bloom)---and muscular biceps that showed through his red Abercrombie T-shirt.
Hmmm… I wonder if he has a six-pack? "Umm… how bout Trig?"
He looked at me again, then said, "Oh, sure. Can you help me a bit, though? I'm really bad at the triangle problems."
Oooh. I'm not too good at those either. "Uhh… sure, have a seat." I patted the space next to me on the bed.
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"So, you divide that by two, carry the one, and them you're done."
"Oh, great," I said, "thanks." Jeremy was actually a lot better at math then I was. And instead of me helping him, it was really Jeremy helping me. Not that I minded. "You know, you're a really great teacher."
He grinned at me, "Well, maybe I could help tutor you."
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She looked at me with those big eyes of hers, and her lips broke into a smile. "Sure! That'd be great."
I just kept looking at her, lost, unable to reply. She was so beautiful with those eyes of hers; it was just so easy to get lost in them. All in all, there was no comparison. Suze was definitely a LOT more beautiful than my last girlfriend.
She noticed my stare and blushed, looking down. I smiled and cupped her face with my hand, tilting it so she'd look at me. Her eyes glistened, and she smiled ever so slightly, her pink lips curving upwards. I leaned forward and kissed her.
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I don't know why, but I just let him kiss me. I think it might've been because I was fresh on the rebound, and desperate for any kind of given affection, but really, all that aside, there was no real explanation for me kissing him back.
Which I did. Oh, I most certainly did.
But that was the thing, after all that had happened with Jesse, I didn't feel the least bit guilty about kissing Jeremy. I mean; he was sweet, really smart, REALLY HOT, and a really good kisser, much better than Paul, and maybe better than Jesse.
So yeah, I kissed him back, and in the heat of the moment, I may have even tossed my arm around his neck.
Which was probably a bad idea, because having done that, I encouraged him not to stop kissing me, but to lean forward, bringing us into horizontal position, and start kissing my neck. Which just made me really hot.
So there we were, me squashed under Jeremy, who was kissing me like the world depended on it. And then all of a sudden, his hands crept up under my shirt and started unhooking my bra, which immediately brought me to my senses. I mean, jeez, it was my first day knowing the guy. I wasn't gonna go THAT far.
I mean, I did have some principles, such as saving myself. For who, I'm not too sure as of this moment. But the point is; I wasn't going to go all the way with some guy I just met. I'm a lot of things—a freak being one of them—but I'm not a slut.
Unfortunately, it was when I had just regained the strength to get Mr. Touchy-feely offa me, that I heard someone say in a voice that was so noticably cracked…
"Susannah?"
So yes. There we go.
I have to practice now, because we are so screwed.
JESSiE
REViEW!!!! PLEASE??
