Title: Homemade Always Says It Best
Rating: This chapter is probably only PG, but I plan on bringing it up to PG-13 at some point.
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine...I cannot claim them. They all belong to the hardworking people involved with Once and Again.
Feedback: Yes please, I want to know what everyone thinks of this story so far.
Summary: This will be a J/K or Jessie and Katie story eventually. It's just my take on another way that the girls could have ended up discovering their feelings for each other.
Author's Note: Okay. A little background for the story…I'm going to make Katie a junior in this and Jessie a sophomore. Katie and Jessie are best friends, of course, but neither one has admitted to feelings for anyone major, neither boy nor girl. Tad likes Jessie, and Katie's trying to be happy for them in case they become a new couple, but for some reason she just can't fathom them together, and she's not sure why. She's also not sure why she doesn't like any of the guys that Tad tries to set her up with. Jessie's trying to figure out why she likes double dates best, and Tad is trying to figure out why he can't ever get himself to actually kiss Jessie when they go on a date when Katie is around.
"Hey you," Jessie looked up from her locker to see Katie leaning nonchalantly against the one next to it.
"Hey Billie. What's up?" A smile immediately spread across the blonde's face as she saw the older girl. The bell signaling the end of the school day had just rung. "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you. We're going to a movie tonight."
"We?" Katie raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Who is we exactly?" She knew that Tad had been trying to get her to go on a double-date with some guy friend of his when he went out with Jessie. He wasn't sure if she'd be willing to go on a date with him otherwise, and he was too chicken to ask otherwise.
"Well, me, you, Tad and some guy that he thinks you'll like…His name is Devon." Katie scowled. She'd met Devon before. He was cute, but he couldn't find a joke if it had a nametag on it, especially not with Katie's sense of humor. He just didn't understand it.
"You just had to bring me along on your date with Tad didn't you?" Katie frowned again as she watched Jessie slam her books into her book bag. "You don't look too happy about the date tonight yourself." Katie commented smoothly as she noticed the frown etching its way onto the blonde's face.
"I'm fine. I'm excited about tonight. I'm sure whatever movie Tad and Devon had in mind will be good, but I have this paper that I still have to finish tonight." She sighed as she shoved another folder into her book bag.
"Well, I'll help you with it. What class is it?" Katie offered knowing that she most likely had the class the previous year, so she would know what they were working on anyway.
"American history," Jessie made a face as she maneuvered her book bag onto her shoulders. Katie had her own book bag flung onto only one shoulder. It looked really light. She hardly ever brought home homework. Yet she did well in her classes. That amazed Jessie to no end.
"See, I had it last year. I'll help you start your paper, and then I can finish my own homework. I should probably read some more for English Lit. anyway. Dimitri will be proud if I actually finish the whole reading assignment." Katie and Jessie started towards Katie's car. Katie was staying the night at Jessie's tonight after the date. Grace wasn't able to offer Jessie a ride home that night anyway because she had some meeting with Mr. Dimitri and some other students…again.
"You've read the story before haven't you?" Jessie looked up at her best friend who looked shocked at such an idea.
"Moi? Never…" She paused for a moment and realized that Jessie didn't believe her. "Okay, I've read it once before." And that was how Katie never had to do the actual assignments, and she could still ace the class. Jessie snickered, but Katie acted like a good driver and ignored it until they got to the Manning household, and even then, it wasn't until the younger girl had a good start on her paper that Katie complained.
"Billie…I'm bored." Katie rolled over and looked up on the bed where Jessie was perched, working on her paper. After Katie explained what she had written about the year before, Jessie had decided that she was better off thinking of her own idea. Surprisingly, Katie's presence in the room seemed to help the younger girl get her paper written anyway.
There was no response from Jessie, so Katie sighed louder. "What Billie?" Jessie lifted her eyes from her paper to look down at Katie who was lying on her stomach on the floor. She had taken all of the pillows off of Jessie's bed to make her own little area to read some English Literature. After ten pages she had gotten bored, but she read another few chapters before her complaining had started.
"Come play with me," Katie whined, and she realized how that sounded. Jessie quirked an eyebrow at her friend. "Oh, stop with the looks. You're the one who thought of it as dirty." Jessie's smirk quickly disappeared and she tried to think of a response.
"You can play with Devon later tonight…after I finish my paper. How's that?" Jessie made the offer hoping that she got the paper done before the rest of the weekend started anyway. With Katie at her house though, there was a good chance that she wouldn't finish all of it before Saturday though.
"Devon? Ew." Katie made a face and flopped dramatically onto her bed of pillows again. Jessie had gone back to writing her paper again. So, Katie did the only thing she could to get the younger girl's attention. She flopped onto the bed instead. She sprawled herself across the foot of the bed, before going back to her pillow bed and grabbing an armful of pillows so that she could lean against them while on the bed.
The blonde looked up, entertained. She easily arched an eyebrow. "Fine. Who would you rather be going on a date with?" The older girl shrugged as she began to space out a little bit. Jessie rolled her eyes at her best friend. "Okay, so what type of guy do you like?" By now, Jessie had stretched out on the bed so that her feet were lying on Katie's legs. It was just more comfortable that way.
"You," Katie responded automatically as she toyed frayed bottoms of Jessie's jeans, not really thinking about it. The word 'guy' didn't really even process in her mind, but she had to admit, when someone asked who was perfect for her…Jessie was the only one who came to mind. She didn't want Jessie to know that though. Shit.