Kim's POV:
I close the door behind me, sighing. I've been dreading this moment, but I realized something. I'm tired of meaningless flings. I want someone to look at me the way Jerry looks at Grace. Like the whole world is black and white except her, she was in neon colors with a huge sign over head that read 'Kiss me!'
"Sooo." Jack drawled out awkwardly.
"Sooo. I've been kinda dreading this."
"Me too. Where do we even start?" Jack shrugged in a you-tell-me kind of way. "Well, I think the best way to start is to say how we feel about each other. Was it a fling, or the real deal?" He was silent for a moment, gathering his thoughts.
"Something... felt different with you, ya know?" He was clearly as uncomfortable with this as I was, which was surprisingly comforting. "Yeah, I do. It felt... different, but good different. I think... if you want to give us a shot, I say go for it. If not, I'll be fine either way."
"This could ruin my reputation..." Of coarse. Jack Brewer is still conceited. I can't believe I'd thought he'd changed. Still, his reaction hurt more than I had expected. "Why do you care so much about what other people think of you? They don't know the real you anyway. Why care?" We sat in silence for a few minutes.
"I don't. You're right. Why should I care what people think? Honestly I think that's been holding me back for years. Kim Crawford, would you be my girlfriend?" My heart fluttered for the first time.
"No." His head snapped back. "No? After that whole speech I just gave you say no?!" My eyes met his angry eyes. "That's your payback for torturing me back in the day before I knew how wonderful you were."
I hug him, my arms on his neck, his on my waist. Then we both pulled back, staring affectionately into each others eyes. Finally, our lips met. It felt so different, this kiss meant something. Not meaningless like the ones I've received before. This was sweet and natural and I've never felt so loved in my life. I pulled back and smiled. But this wasn't a phony smile just to get laid like it would have been with any other guy.
Jack's POV
"Jerry can we talk?" He sighed from inside his room. "Yeah sure." He said uncertainly. "Did you and Kim talk?"
I opened the door and tell him everything that happened. After I finished he looked satisfied. "So Jack Brewer, you got a girlfriend. Never thought I'd hear myself say that!" I smile.
"So how do you feel?"
"What is this, a therapy session?"
"Just answer me!"
"Okay, okay sheesh, PMS much?" He threw a pillow at me, I ducked, the pillow whizzing behind me. "Okay I feel, not empty... I sound crazy, don't I?" I ask, unsure. "No, no, just go on."
"Well I feel like I can do anything, you know? I think I really like Kim. A lot." I feel my cheeks burn.
"Do you see why I love Grace so much now? She makes me feel complete."
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a hot date tonight, I gotta go get ready."
About a hour later...
I was finally ready. I had decided on black skinny jeans and a lime green shirt and a black leather jacket. Kim had dressed up for the occasion too, her blonde hair tamed into a regal bun, two strands of hair framing her face. She had on a pale pink knee-length dress that flowed to the floor in the back. She had silver studs in her ears and the lightest touch of makeup. Long story short, she looked amazing.
"Jack, you're staring." She stated, smirking as she grabbed her sliver studded purse and tossed it over her glitterized shoulder.
"Um, why is your skin, sparkly?" Kim looked at me as if I should have already known.
"Ever heard of Bath and Body works?"
"I can't say I have."
"Are you kidding me? There's one in like every mall ever! Anyway they sell perfume and you can buy some with glitter in it."
"Oh, well I apologize, I didn't know that guys were supposed to go into perfume stores." I say sarcastically. She rolls her eyes, but I can see she's trying not to smile.
When we finally reach the restaurant, I tell them my name and they lead us to the room that I had reserved just for us. It was a small but elegant dining area with pale sea-green walls and sky blue table cloths. Light yellow napkins sat on each side of the tables. White daisies with a vibrant yellow center sat in a vase near the edge of the tables. Pastel pink silverware and glasses finished off the look of the room.
"Wow, this place is so pretty! It's like Easter eggs exploded in here or something!" She exclaimed excitedly, sitting down in a soft-hued violet chair. I sit across from her, admiring her. The natural light that came from the sheer white curtains that covered the window cast upon her face beautifully.
"So, what do we do? I've never actually been on a real date before so..." I admitted.
"Well, me neither. Brody never took me to places. But I guess we just sit and talk. Because I really don't know you." Her manicured hands tapped nervously on the tablecloth. I reach across the table and hold her hand. It felt nice touching a girl with no intention to sleep with her and then ditch her the next day.
"Ask me anything you want. But I want to get to know you better too." Kim smiled warmly. "Let's start basic. What's your favorite color?"
"Green. You?"
"Purple or blue, I can't really decide." I think for a minute, trying to figure out what I wanted to ask her. "Coke or Pepsi?" Kim gave me a look that seemed to scream 'Really?' at me. I shrugged. "Pepsi, I guess. It's sweeter than Coke if you ask me." A waiter comes up with a notepad and two menus. "May I offer you two some drinks?"
"Red wine." Kim says, a mature look on her face. The waiter looked at her and then asked her how old she was. Kim folded her napkin delicately then put it on her lap. "Just turned twenty one." Whoa, she's good.
"I'll have some as well." I straitened up to make myself appear taller. I was tall for my age, which worked for my advantage in this situation. The waiter gave each of us menus and walked away, closing the French doors behind him.
"Wow, little Ms. Actress!" I exclaimed, making Kim giggle. "How old are you actually?" I ask, knowing that she wasn't really twenty two. "I'm sixteen, what about you?" As soon as the word 'same' came out my mouth, the waiter came back with two wine glasses and a bottle on a tray. He set down the tray and set a glass beside each of us. He poured the wine halfway up before filling the other glasses up with water again. After we figured out that we haven't even touched the menus that he had previously left for us, we asked the waiter to give us a few extra minutes before deciding what to eat.
After we had decided and were waiting for the waiter, I asked Kim another question. "What's your full name?"
"Kimberly Anne Crawford. What about you?"
"Jackson Logan Brewer." Kim nodded then said that she likes my name. Then the waiter returns and after taking our order, he leaves. "So what kind of music do you listen to?" Kim asked. "Rock, dub step and rap. What about you?" After a short sip of her wine, Kim replied. "I like pop and country. I like artists like Kelly Clarkson and Taylor Swift, who are a little bit of both. And Ariana Grande, because she can actually sing." I start singing 'Catch My Breath' in a super high-pitched squeaky voice. Kim laughs and then hits my arm. I grab it, pretending to be hurt. Kim rolled her caramel colored eyes.
She takes my hand again and starts talking in an over dramatic voice. "Hold on Jack! Hold on! The good people of Seaford need you!"
Then our eyes met, and she smiled, looking perfect. Before now, I'd never known how funny she was. Or that she listened to Kelly Clarkson or Ariana Grande. Or that her name was Kimberly Anne Crawford, a name that I would never forget for the rest of my days.
What's shakin' bacon? Lol that's so old but anyway I hope you guys liked this chapter, and since I haven't updated in a while, I made this chapter a little longer. I loved all the reviews! There's nothing like a good old-fashioned review even though that actually a pretty currnet thing... Oh well. I love you guys and if you'd like to leave me a review, I'd appreciate it!
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