Color Me Beautiful
Author: Skittlz-n-comboz
Summary: Life has its ups and downs, and it all starts in High school…
Author's note: Okay…if anyone knows how I can send replies to reviews please tell me. Because, I've wanted to reply to them for the longest time, but the email says, "don't press reply"…okay? Any way…I don't have many witty remarks this time around. Carrie, my little fanfiction advisor told me I should do something really bad to Jack and Sam…I dunno. I don't think you guys are ready for that yet. Lol. Maybe a sequel or sumthin. I dunno. Well…on with the show!
Lyrics are from my band, so you can't steal them! ::sticks tongue out::
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"…But in the meantime,
I need something
To keep me occupied.
So color me beautiful,
Color me in between the lines"
"Captivated", by Crimson Glass
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Chapter 6
I waltzed down the hallway with a spring in my step. Julie's not even gonna know what hit her. I grinned inwardly. I'd had enough of her kind at my last school…the one that Mark got us kicked out of. Julie was right about me having a secret, but I learned the hard way the rules of life. Rule number one: never let them know they're on to you. One of the perks of moving in the summer is that when the school year starts up again, you get a clean slate. I quickly glanced around in the hallway, and slipped into the mostly deserted technology center. I went to the back corner, and spotted Janet, waiting anxiously by a computer.
"Okay…let's get this show on the road."
I stretched my fingers, and sat down. "What should Julie say first?" I grinned mischievously.
Janet smiled. "How about, 'To whom it may concern…"
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We stealthily made our way into the senior parking lot, quickly spotting Julie's blue Toyota. Geez…could you get any more preppy? Her car was bright blue, with a shimmery sticker on the back window that said 'Julie'. I walked around the car, checking to see if there was anything on the ground I could use to break into the car with. I noticed her neon pink bumper sticker that said, "If cheering is too hard…then try soccer." Man this girl had some issues. I glanced back in Janet's direction, and she was looking around nervously.
"Can you hurry up…I don't want to get caught out here."
"Calm down…besides that's half the thrill right there. The possibility of being discovered." I laughed slightly. And the cycle of misbehavior has started. I refocused my attention on finding my means of entry.
"Hey Sam?"
"What?" Okay…no rocks. That'll be too obvious. A hanger maybe…but I don't have one of tho—
"The door's unlocked." She grinned at me, holding the driver's door wide open.
"Oh…right. Thanks" I sat down and reached under the steering wheel for the cables. I grabbed the two that would ultimately start the car, and put them together, creating a slight spark. Viola! We have ignition. "Get in." I said, pulling the door closed. She hurried to the other side, and slid in. I pulled out of the parking spot, and onto the main road before she even had her seatbelt on.
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POP!
"Samantha! I realize that class is almost over, but if you could refrain from popping your gum…no. Spit it out, and pay attention." Mr. Graham, my French teacher said.
"Oui Monsieur…" I smiled sarcastically, and stood, spitting my gum into the trashcan.
"Merci." He sighed. I reclaimed my seat next to Janet.
"What has gotten into you? Ever since last Monday's 'escapade', you've been acting really weird." She whispered.
"It's Friday…last period. I'm bored." I stated as-a-matter-of-factly.
"I'm not saying it's a bad change. Frankly, I like it. You're more outgoing now. What does Jack make of your new delinquent behavior?" She put her books in her bag, preparing for the bell.
"It's not really a change. I've always been like this. I guess I just needed something to break me out of my…shell." I smiled. "And our encounter with the Queen of the Damned, just happened to be that thing."
BEEP!
"Finally!" I sighed, gathering my books, and starting out to the parking lot with Janet. It had been raining, so the ground was muddy, and wet. Janet and I maneuvered our way to Jack and Daniel's cars, stepping over muddy holes, and dodging puddles.
"Hey, check it out." Janet pointed to Julie, who was standing by her beloved car, glaring at us as we passed. "I think she's still sore that we moved her car." We both broke into a fit of giggles. "She won't be messing with you for a while."
"Yeah. I hope next time she'll think twice about blackmailing me." Janet, got into to Daniel's car, and waved, before they pulled off. I turned around, and Jack was leaning up against his car, waiting for me.
"Hello love." He said in a really bad British accent. I laughed, as I put my stuff in the back.
"Jack you really suck at that." I slid into my seat, and he rounded the car, getting in his.
"I know…but it makes you laugh. So I'll keep doing it." I couldn't help but smile at that. I mean it was so cute. "I hope you don't mind, but I have to make a quick run to the grocery store. My mom needed me to pick stuff up for dinner."
"Sure. Go ahead. It'll give me time to start my homework." He pulled off of school property, and onto the main road.
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"Mom! Dad!" He pushed the front door open with his foot, because both our arms were full of groceries.
"Hi Jack." Jack's thirteen year old sister, Delaney, came running down the steps.
"Hey Laney. Where are Mom and Dad?" he motioned for me to set the bags on the counter.
"They went out. I think it was some romantic thing." She rolled her eyes, "They said they were going to go to dinner afterwards, and to tell you they said sorry they made you go to the store." She was moving around the living while relaying the message.
"Yeah…" he sighed. I hopped up onto the counter, as he tossed me an apple from the bag. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
She grabbed a book bag, and a scrunchie, stopping in front of him. "To Jenna's house, remember? Mom said it was okay, so I'll be home later." She put her long chestnut hair into a pony tail.
"Yeah, sure. You know the rules…be home before eight."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." She rolled her eyes again, and then she glanced up at me for the first time. "Hey Sam. When did you get here?"
I grinned. "I came in with Jack."
"Oh, sorry." She blushed. "Well, no time to chat, I've got to go. Bye guys." She ran out the front door, leaving Jack and I alone.
"Sisters…" he muttered, grabbing a few things from the bag and putting them away.
"I'll trade you." I said, biting into my apple. He laughed.
"I'm sure you would. Laney adores you." I carefully watched him unloading the groceries. New cereal into the cabinet, old cereal out.
"What can I say? I'm just the perfect role model." I smiled, biting into my apple again.
"Well don't let my parents find out you're teaching her how to hotwire a car." He smiled, grabbing my hand, and making me put the apple down.
"Where are we going?" I said, following him to his backyard.
"It's a surprise."
"Jack. I hate to be the one to ruin your fun, but I've seen your backyard before. There's nothing special there."
"Just wait. Close your eyes."
I sighed, and closed my eyes, as he led me outside. It had warmed up a little since that morning. Suddenly, I felt a cold substance on my left arm, and my eyes flew open. He'd hit me with some mud. "Jack!" he was laughing, and didn't notice me reach down, and pick up some mud of my own. I chucked it at him, and it hit his square in the checst with a satisfying SMACK!
He looked down, shocked, and then grinned, "This means war!" He rushed towards me, but I jumped out of his way. Apparently that didn't discourage him, because he sprinted towards me again. We were both laughing hysterically by now, throwing mud at each other while I was trying to elude his grasp. He finally grabbed me around the waist, and spun me around, effectively disorienting me for a second. He put me down, and we were both breathing hard from the exercise. He lifted my face up towards his, and put his hand on my cheek, wiping away some mud that had landed there during our fight. Oh wow. I think he's going to kiss me. He leaned in slightly, so that our lips were almost touching, and I closed my eyes, anticipating the moment. Then…he put mud down the back of my shirt. I yelped in surprise, and he ran. I chased after him, jumping on his back to try and take him down. The momentum at which I hit him, brought us both tumbling to the ground, but I managed to land on top of him. I was sitting on his stomach, to keep him from moving while I got a nice lump of mud. I held it over his head, and he pleaded with me. "Aww…Come on Sam. It was just a joke."
"All's fair in love and war right?" I said, grinning widely.
A slow smile crept onto his face. That should've been my first warning. "You're right." That should've been my second. Before I could stop it, Jack had flipped me, and I was now trapped between him and the muddy ground. He held my hands above my head so that I couldn't throw any more mud, and he leaned in and quickly kissed me. He sat up, and I had a brilliant smile on my face.
"Don't try to woo me now Jonathan. You got me all muddy." I pretended to pout, and he leaned in again, this time more slowly, and I wrapped my now free arms around his neck, savoring in the feel of his lips on mine.
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We walked down the street, muddy hand in muddy hand, sneaking glances at each other, but not lingering for long. "So…does this mean that we're…" I stopped short, not really wanting to say it, for fear that this was all just a dream, and that by saying it out loud, I would wake up.
"We're what?" he glanced at me again; this time for longer.
Okay. So he wasn't going to make this easy, was he? "Like…a couple?"
He smiled, and faced front once more. "It depends. What do you think?"
I sighed. "What I think, and what you think are two entirely different things."
"Maybe not."
I stopped walking, and therefore he stopped too. "Jack O'Neill. If you don't give me a straight answer right now…I swear I'll—" He grabbed me and kissed me. He pulled back, and grinned.
"Yes."
"…Good." I whispered. "So…I, um. I'm going to go inside and take a shower now. I'll talk to you later." I quickly said, motioning towards my house, and slowly backing up.
"You go do that." He kept smiling at me. This time, I think he was smiling because I was stumbling over my words. I continued to walk backwards until I got to my steps, and I was forced to turn around so that I wouldn't fall on my butt. I stuck my key in the lock, and pushed the door open. I looked back at Jack, my boyfriend, and smiled.
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Just FYI. I don't really hate Cheerleaders…well most of them anyways. And I have nothing against soccer, personally I love it. Please review. Tell me what you think I'm gonna take a poll for what's going to happen next. So you'll have two choices. And I'll use the one that gets the most votes…So here's your chance to have a say in what comes next…
1) Jack and Sam obviously continue in their oh so happy relationship, and live happily ever after, and yadda yadda yadda.
or
2) There will be betrayal, and heartbreak, and deceit, and all that other juicy stuff. And it essentially becomes either a trashy romance novel, or a soap opera wannabe.
Choose wisely young grasshoppers…
