CHAPTER SEVEN

PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN

I checked my watch nervously. He was ten minutes late. What was taking him so long? Cee Cee was sitting on the blanket we had just laid down, chatting animatedly with Adam. This was supposed to be a double-date, but since CeeCee didn't have a date, and Adam over-heard our conversation, CeeCee had invited him along. I sighed, and sat down next to CeeCee, just as I spotted a familiar figure making his way towards us. It was all I could do, not to fling myself at him, as he approached. Instead, I settled for smiling calmly as he came our way. I brushed the sand off my pants, as I stood up.

"Hey."

Jesse looked nervous, but managed a smile. "Hey."

I turned around to face CeeCee and Adam, who were both gaping up at Jesse. CeeCee was the one who reacted first.

"Hi. I'm CeeCee. My real name is Cecile, but everyone calls me CeeCee."

I felt Jesse relax, next to me.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Jesse."

CeeCee grinned.

"This is Adam," she said, gesturing to Adam, who was still sitting there, looking from Jesse to me and back again. Adam stood up quickly.

"Sorry. Hey. Yeah, I'm Adam." He rushed.

Jesse grinned. "Jesse."

There was an awkward silence, where everyone just sort of looked at each other, not knowing where to start. I checked my watch again.

"The movie's starting in twenty minutes. We might want to get going."

This brought everyone's attention.

"What exactly is this movie we're watching?" Jesse asked me in a whisper.

"Pirates of the Caribbean. It's supposed to be very good." I whispered back.

"What is it about?"

"Wait and see." I teased, playfully.

In front of us, CeeCee and Adam were having an argument about God knows what. Nowadays, they are always picking fights.

"I bet it won't beat the god father."

"Everything beats the god father." I said, slightly disgusted. I mean, I love Jesse, but how can he like that movie?

"Now that," Jesse said, "is simply not true."

"You" I said "have never seen pretty women or save the last dance."

"And you," Jesse accused "have never seen Jaws."

"Actually, I have. And may I point out that it's extremely boring?"

By this time, we had reached the cinema, and I had gone into a huff, ignoring Jesse. But it all seemed to melt away, when Jesse put his arm around me, as the lights started to dim. Soon I was drifting away, enthralled by the story.

"Thanks for meeting my friends today." I said, reluctant for him to go.

"It was okay. They seem nice."

I smiled. I was glad he liked them. I looked up at him. He was so sweet. I couldn't believe he was going out with me. Me. Susannah Simon. I saw a grin creep over Jesse's lips. Then I realised I had been in Jesse world, for about five minutes. I blushed. Jesse raised his eyebrows, playfully.

"Sorry." I said, automatically.

"For what?"

But I didn't have a chance to answer. This was on account of how Jesse's lips suddenly covered mine, in an earth-shattering kiss. I kissed him back, shyly at first, and felt him deepen the kiss. I slid my hands behind his neck, bringing his face closer to mine, and felt his hands move up and down my back, sending shivers down my spine. I ran my fingers through his hair, and felt him deepen the kiss even more. At one point, I think my head exploded. All I could think of were Jesse's lips on mine, and how right it felt. We broke away, and I felt the cold night air rush to my lips, where Jesse's had been.

"I think I should better get going," I said, breathing hard.

I felt Jesse's warm breath against my lips.

"Yeah. That'd be a good idea." His voice sounded raw.

I felt Jesse's reluctance of letting me go.

"I'll call you."

I whispered, kissing him softly on the lips.

"Good night, querida."

He said, before bending down and kissing me again.

I smiled up at him.

"Good night Jesse."

(A/N: I know this chappy was short and stupid. It'll get better, promise. Please review! )