I had to see her. My body wouldn't let me rest…I wouldn't forgive myself if I didn't go to see her. It was extremely late and I was sure that everyone would be asleep by now, but Jessica was on my mind and that was enough to make me go over there.
After I went to the backyard, I grabbed a few tiny rocks and hurled them at Lizzie's window, trying not to wake up the rest of the family. My sleepy-eyed best friend poked her head out.
"Miranda?" she squinted to get a better view of me. "What are you doing here?"
I didn't think this far ahead. Of course Lizzie would want to know what I'm doing here. Why didn't I think about this?
"Um…I just wanted to talk," I told her.
"Did you want to talk to me?"
I didn't wan to tell her the, but how else was I supposed to see her? "Actually, Lizzie, I...I came here to talk to Jessica. Is she up?" It kind of hurt me to see the look on her face. I didn't mean to be so rude.
"Oh," she said quietly. "She's downstairs watching TV." Lizzie looked away and let out a sigh as she softly said, "I'll tell her you want her."
I went around to the front of the house to meet her at the door.
"Hey," Jessica said excitedly when she came outside to join me.
"Hello," I said with a squeaky voice. I inwardly cursed myself for being such a dork around her.
"I'm really glad you came. I missed you so much…I mean, I know it's only been a few hours, but I wanted to see you."
"Me too," I told her. "Um, there something I wanted to talk about. Do you mind if we go out back?"
"No problem."
I followed her to the backyard where we had more privacy and sat down on the bench.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Jessica asked.
Why does she have to be so gorgeous? I asked myself, realizing that things weren't going to be as easy as I thought they would be. My tongue was tied in a knot and in my mind, I could see the English language rapidly slipping away from me. I almost thought that I could take flight with all the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach.
"Benches," I blurted out, suddenly.
"Huh?" Jessica stared at me with the most confused look on her face.
"The bench. Glorious invention, that."
"Miranda, you came all the way here to talk to me about benches?"
"Yes?" I half asked and half answered, hoping that she would buy it.
"I don't believe you. Tell me what you really wanted to talk about," Jessica said as she moved closer to me.
Just say it, I told myself. I highly doubted that rejection would come, after that amazing kiss, but it was still hard to ask.
"I j…just wanted t…to know if…" God, this is taking a long time. It's torture! I was scared as hell now, and she could see it. Jessica placed her hand in mine in an almost futile attempt to calm my nerves. I slowly felt myself begin to relax…like her touch was all I needed. I rested my head on her shoulder as a comfortable silence swept over us.
After a moment, Jessica spoke. "You know, the fair is in town. I was thinking that maybe we could go…just us two."
I looked up at her, smiling at the idea of being alone with her. "I'd like that," I said before putting my head back down to rest.
"Then it's a date."
A/N: K, I know that was short, but hey, it's me! What did you expect? I haven't posted in a while and I can't even promise that I'll post again soon. I find I rarely follow through, so I might as well just not say anything. I hope you all liked that chapter.