Color Me Beautiful
Author: Skittlz-n-comboz
Summary: Life has its ups and downs, and it all starts in High school…
Author's note: SOL week was hell, and then we started studying for end of the year exams…and then I had the SAT's. Why is life so complicated? I swear all the PTB's came together just to conspire against me being able to post. Last week I was on internet restriction, and I hadn't even done anything! Life royally sucks…but enough with my problems…on with the story!
Lyrics are from my band, so you can't steal them! ::sticks tongue out::
"…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
Chapter 8
Jack stopped and turned towards me. His face was a flurry of emotions. "Sam what the hell was that all about?" okay…so he settled for righteous indignation. I can handle that.
"I didn't have any choice. Julie had to be taken down somehow…" I tried to plead. This is going nowhere. Honestly it was a stupid idea…I realize that now, but what can I do to change it? Well, mathematically speaking…Diddly over squat.
"So what do we do now?" He sighed, leaning up against the wall of lockers.
"I don't know. I guess we just don't act like we're together at school?" I shrugged, not quite sure how to fix this mess.
"So you're suggesting, that we act like we're not going out at school…but outside of school, we're still together?" he slid down the lockers, and landed on the floor with a soft thud.
I sat down beside him. "Yeah. I guess that is what I'm suggesting." I brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. "At least until you can successfully tell Julie to back off."
"That might take a while." He grinned, and I lightly punched his shoulder.
Click…Click…Click…
"Wha…?" I blearily opened my eyes, and looked around my dark room, trying to figure out what was happening.
Click…Click…Click… "Sam!" I heard a loud whisper coming from below my window.
"What the crap?" I untangled myself from my sheets, and padded to the mostly closed window.
"Sam! Open the window." Again with the loud whisper...What is up with this person?
I pulled my windows apart, and looked down at my back yard. "Jack? What are you doing here?"
"Come with me." He said, staring up at me. Maybe it's just me…but this has a Romeo and Juliet feel to it. As long as it doesn't end with suicide, I'm fine with it. Come to think of it…I never liked that story much.
"Jack. Do you not realize that it's 2:00 AM?" I stated as-a-matter-of-factly.
"I know that. But I also know that tomorro—I mean today, is Saturday. Come on. Just trust me."
I sighed and turned around, pulling a pair of jeans and an old Ramones t-shirt on... I stood up straight and scanned my floor for my shoes. I spotted one halfway underneath my bean-bag chair and the other in my dirty clothes hamper. "I'll clean up when I get back." I muttered, slowly slipping out of my room. I crept down the stairs, and skipped the fifth and second, knowing that they'd squeak and alert my Dad to my leaving. I pried the door open, and was met by Jack's smiling face. "You're too damn perky…and it's too damn early Romeo."
He just grabbed my hand and pulled me through the woods adjacent to me house.
"Can I open my eyes now?" I asked, as Jack slowly led me foreword.
"No."
"How about now?" I asked again.
"No…and stop asking me" I could hear the grin in his voice, and decided for one more.
"How about now?" He stopped abruptly, and I ran into his back. "Oof."
He stepped behind me and said," Okay…now."
I opened them, and looked around at my surroundings. "Um…Jack. I hate to ruin the surprise…but we're in the woods."
He grinned and turned me to a rather large oak tree. "Look up."
I did as I was told, and was greeted with the site of a large tree house. It looked like it had just been built. "A tree house?"
"Yeah. So we can be together outside of school." He started up the little ladder, and I followed closely behind. Once we were standing on what I assumed was the deck he turned back to me. "Do you like it?" He asked anxiously.
"Of course." I smiled warmly. "But if you ever get me out of bed at 2:00 in the morning for a trip to the woods again…you'll be one sorry Irishman."
He paused for a moment, not quite sure how to take my comment, and then smiled. Geez Jack. I'm not that bad.
Saturday, 6:30 PM
"Here." Jack held my hand and took a bread tie off of the plastic bag he brought. He twisted it around the ring finger on my left hand. All I could do was stare at what he was doing.
"What's this for?" I inquired, staring quizzically at my hand. He looked up into my eyes.
"I love you." He had a small, unsure smile on his face. I was silent for a moment, more than shocked at his confession. His smile faltered at my lack of response.
"Wow…I…um." I furrowed my brow. What can I say? That was out of left, left field.
"No. It's okay." His face fell, as he let go of my hand, turning to leave.
"No!" I grabbed him, and pulled him to me, kissing him quickly.
"That was for?" he asked, slowly pulling away, and tangling his hands in my long hair.
"I love you too. I was just…shocked for a moment." I smiled brightly.
He sighed in relief. "Good, because I thought it was going to have to get another girlfriend."
I glanced at the bread tie on my finger. "What was this for?" I held up my hand.
"It's sort of a promise ring." He sat down on the hard wood of the tree house, leaning back on his elbows to look up at me.
"Promise ring?" I held my hand up to my face, studying the so called ring. I eventually took a seat beside him.
"Yeah. It's like a pre-engagement ring."
"Pre-engagement ring?" I said, slightly shocked. Wow…this was serious.
"Yeah…I want to spend the rest of my life with you, but we're obviously too young to get married."
"Actually…If we lived back in the eighteenth century, I'd be married with a child on the way by now." I grinned, easing the tension of the situation slightly.
"Sam? Do you ever wonder what will happen to us when I graduate?" He stretched out on the wood, looking up at the darkening night sky. I sighed, and stretched out beside him, resting my head on his chest.
"All the time. But I remember something my mom used to say. If you love something, then let it go; and if it doesn't come back…it was never yours in the first place."
"Sounds like a smart woman." He looked down at me.
"She was…I miss her. Especially in times like these. Jack…I truly believe that we're meant to be. Regardless of what Julie or anyone else says; and even if we go our separate ways." I wrapped my arms around his waist, and hugged him. He kissed my head, and sighed.
Please oh please review. I'm kind of scared that ya'll won't. The last scene I wrote and turned in for creative writing. BTW…I LOVE Shakespeare. Tell me what you think. And for all you people who wanted something angsty…Well. That's coming up. I promise. I will try so much harder to update fast. School is out in less that two weeks so I'll have some more time.
