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~That moment when you meet someone. You just say I'm so lucky to have someone like you.~
Kim's POV:
Those words play back again and again in my head.
Nice ass bitch.
Over and over.
I finally snap out of that trance. I run down to the gym. When I walk in the gym looks like a wreck. There's no adults here? What is wrong with this school? I side step and walk over trash and people making out on the floor. Disgusting. A huge crowd of people are still dancing and things I don't know what they're doing. I see Cat over by the girl's restroom leaning against the stage. I run up to her. Her face looks disappointed.
"What's wrong Cat?"
I lean against the stage next to her my back against it.
"This dance is ruined!"
She throws her hand up pointing to how wreck it is.
"It's not that bad."
"Well where's the band?"
"Right here."
A voice says behind us. We both turn around. Great it's that one boy. And he has his shirt off. Man is he ripped. I look directly at his face trying not to look down at his six pack. He has a black panther on his right arm, a tiger on the left, flames on forearms, on the right side of his neck is a skull (covered by his hair), on the side of his neck (covered by his hair) is Jesus's hands holding a cross necklace, the back of his neck is a cross with angel wings and on his back is a symbol going down his spine. I get lost in his big brown eyes. He looks at me in the eyes. He claps his hands in my face. I shake my head quickly back to reality.
"What?"
He rolls his eyes.
"Are you going to be a bitch or be nice and help us with this stuff?"
I cough and make sure I know what I'm going to say.
"I would be happy to."
I walk over and grab one of the guitars. I walk up to the stage and set it on the right side in the front on stage. After about 15 minutes me, the boy and at got everything on stage. I feel a warm arm touch my shoulder. Chills go up and down my spine like millions of spiders. I turn around. The boy stands in front of me with a smirk? I haven't seen him smile.
"Thanks."
"For what?"
"For helping me get everything on stage."
"You're welcome…"
I feel like I should ask him his name.
"What's your name?"
He chuckles at my question.
"What's so funny?"
"You should've asked that when we were in the empty hallway but…."
He steps back and holds out his hand.
"I'm Jack Anderson."
It plays over and over again in my head.
Jack Anderson.
Over and over. Like a song on a record.
Jack Anderson.
I snap out of the trance. I look down at his hand reach out to mine. I willing shake his hand.
"I'm Kim Crawford. Nice to meet you."
Electricity shoots up my arm, down my spine and through my body. Over all the loud music and people partying I heard that electricity. I jerk my hand back. I rub my hand trying to convince myself I didn't feel that electricity. I look back up at him embarrassed. A smirk forms on his face. He steps closer to me almost making my face touch his chest since I'm so short. I look up at him. He has the biggest, dumbest smirk on his face.
"Don't worry Kim. I don't bite."
There is something about him that he isn't like other guys. Mysterious personality….no. Punk rocker ego…..no. Badass look…no. I get a feeling that it's more dark and mysterious than his personality. I hear Jack calling my name.
"Kim?"
I snap out of that trance again. I smile in embarrassment at him. He snickers. We both stay quiet not knowing what to say. I look at his facial features looking for an expression. Surprisingly there isn't. He looks at my facial features up and down curious. Our eyes meet and the music vanishes from my ear drums. I feel like gravity is pulling us closer together. I close my eyes waiting for our lips to connect. I hear Cat screaming my name hurting my ear drums. I open my eyes and cover my ears. Cat walks form behind a curtain.
"Kim I need help with the….."
She notices how close me and Jack are. Jack steps away from me.
"Nothing happened."
She opens her mouth but doesn't say anything. She squeals and pulls behind the curtain away from Jack. Jack raises his eyebrows while she pulls me away. She hides me behind the blue curtain.
'What happened right there?"
She asks excitedly.
"Nothing happened."
I say looking at my black flats. She talks to me like my mother does.
"Kimberly Anne Crawford that was not nothing that was like…..like….."
Her eyes wander off to something behind me.
"…..what the hell?"
She squints trying to see whatever she is looking at better.
"What?"
She pulls me to turn around. I see nothing weird about this.
"It's just Jack tuning his guitar."
She points to his hip. Oh my god. On his hip has a tattoo that says
'Free at Last
11.26.00'
In cursive. I gasp loudly only for me and Cat to hear. That the day they found my mom's body in the country in this abandened barn. Bloody and her arms ripped off. Tears come out of my eyes.
Flashback:
Rain patters down the windows. I look out speechless at the abandon barn. My dad told me not to go in. He didn't say why he just said 'no' sternly like my life depended on it. Police and an abumalce were there to but I had my volume up on my DSI so I couldn't hear the alarms. I swing my short legs back and forth waiting for him come out. My dad's sobs make me not look if my doggie on Nintendo got the tennis ball. I look out the window again to see my dad trying to get out of the man's grip with the badge. I was seven. I didn't know why he was crying so I just went to ask him. I put on my windbreaker and get out of the car, closing the door behind me. I run up to him interested. He doesn't notice me standing there. I watch his eyes fill with tears. I look at what he's looking at. The men with the ER signs on their backs pick something up and put it on this bed thingy. They push it up to roll it across the mud. I run over to look at it. Maybe it's my dog like in Nintendo. When he's sick you just take him to the vet and take him home then he's all better. I get on my tippy toes to see what it is. Mommy. She had blood and scars all over her. I was only seven but I could tell she wasn't breathing. When I realized she was dead I was praying to god to make her come back. My mommy said whenever I'm sad or lonely I pray to god. Well I didn't hear him say anything back. For as long as I can remember I would hear a voice inside my head. I'm not sure if it was a woman or man someone close or someone unknown. I ran over to my dad crying. He picks me up and I cry on his shoulder.
End of Flashback:
I wipe the tears away with the back of my hands. Cat hugs me and rubs my back. I quickly blow my nose with a tissue. I throw it away and turn to Cat.
"What do you think that means?"
She asks.
"It says free at last. I'm not sure what that means. I don't think it's a coincidence about that date."
Cat's eyes get big.
"Do you think he had something to do with…?"
Cat hugs me. I feel tears in my eyes again. After I cry in the girl's bathroom for about five minutes I realize something. If Jack does have something to do about my mom's death. Which I don't believe. I can't really look at him and see the same person. Can I? Or is it just a coincidence about that date? I walk out of the restroom out of tears. Some guys are on stage getting ready from school. I haven't seen them in my classes and in hallways. The guy with the black bass is Jerry. He has hit on almost every girl in school except for the lunch ladies. {I am not using Eddie, Milton or Rudy in this story. Sorry. I just thought to replace them with characters more interesting. Sorry Milton fans, Eddie fans and Rudy fans. Maybe you'll like the new characters} the boy with the other bass is Emmett. He's nice when he wants to be. The boy setting up one of the microphones to the right height is Mike. He's quiet but he is friends with pretty much everyone. The boy setting up the drums is Jasper. He's the kind of guy you don't want to mess with. (I wonder how I know how they act and their personalities). He notices me looking at him. He gives me a death glare. I swear for a split second his eyes flickered black. Creeper. After I stop staring at Jasper Jack walks over to him. It looks like Jack is mad about something.
Jack's POV:
I see Jasper looking at Kim. His eyes flicker black. What is he trying to do? Give away our secret? Like my dad would do I walk over to him. I look down at him.
"What the hell are you doing Jasper?"
"I'm setting up drums dumbass. What do you think I'm doing?"
He goes back to tightening the bolt on his drums with a wrench making it turn left. Loosening it. Yeah I'm the dumbass here. I pull him up by his collar, he obeys since I'm older, stronger, taller and I can kick his ass if I wanted to. I let go of it when he is standing up.
"I saw you flicker you're eyes black when you looked at Kim. Are you trying to give it away?"
He pulls me aside.
"Of course I am. We have moved seven times this year because of one of us blowing away our secret."
"Okay that wasn't us. That was you. Some girl got between all of us all seven times and you told her like it's shit. Well it's not. This is who we are. So quit giving away our secret or were going to have to move again."
I turn around my back facing him.
"How can I do that when we are going to live until the world ends?"
I turn back around and face him.
"Maybe you can find a girl that's like us than that girl over there."
He smiles like a child on Halloween.
"You like her."
He pokes my stomach. I stop him.
"No I don't."
I say trying to convince myself. He keeps saying it over and over.
"You like her."
"I don't."
"You like her."
"I don't."
"You like her just admit it."
"I don't like her!"
I whisper/scream at him. He finally shuts up. I run my hand through my hair.
"Even if I did like her that way we can't be together."
"Why not?"
He is so dumb sometimes. I have told him a least three times already since I told him about Kim today.
"You know what we are and what she is. Just forget about it."
I turn back around walking away. He puts his hand on my shoulder.
"Jack…"
I shrug it off. I look back at him.
"I said forget about it."
I say coldly. I hiss in between the words. He steps back putting up his hands in defense. I walk to the microphone and he goes back to his drums. I swing my guitar over my head onto my shoulder. Before I get the crowd's attention. The words I said play back in my head.
You know what we are and what she is. Just forget about it?
Hopefully he can forget about it because I can't.
I look up at Kim. She looks at me and smiles. I smile back at her.
I don't think I won't anytime soon either.