Note: Yay, here I am again! I'm kinda quick with this next part (thank you, holidays!!) and I hope I'm able to post another one before the holidays are over, but I won't make any promisses! I don't have a clue of how long this story is going to be or how it's going to end, I'm just writing what's coming into my mind. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I'm glad you all enjoyed it and I hope you all enjoy this one as much or even more!
10 PM
While Kirsten had been inside the building –at least that was what he thought,- Sandy had been sitting in the garden for a little while. He kept thinking about Kirsten's words. He and Kirsten never had a relationship in highschool. He'd known she liked him, but in high school he'd spent most of his time with Rebeccca. How stupid... He and Kirsten had shared one kiss, in their last year. They'd both been drinking too much and he was positive Kirsten couldn't remember anything of their kiss. It had felt good though. Sandy ran a hand through his hair. He wasn't having a clue of what he was supposed to do. Kirsten obviously liked him. And he liked her as well. There was just one problem standing in their way; Sam.
Kirsten hadn't spot Sandy after their talk in the garden. Sam kept holding her hand or touching her. Usually it didn't bother her, but at this point she was annoyed with it. She was trying to sneak away sometimes, but Sam somehow managed to make her stay everytime. She had met old teachers and old friends of Sam, but her highschool friends were nowhere in her sight. Neither was Sandy... "Kirsten, do you want something to drink?" Sam asked her. Kirsten shook her head, but then changed her mind. "You know what, I'll go and get one myself. Than I can look if I can see the girls somewhere." Sam sighed; he didn't want Kirsten to leave, but Kirsten was getting away as quick as she could. Sam kept staring at her untill she was out of his sight. All evening she'd been acting so strange, and he wasn't having a clue what was going on. First he figured it were just the nerves but after she'd met most old classmates and most nerves probably had to be gone, she was still acting strange. It couldn't be the alcohol either, he thought by himself. Kirsten hadn't been drinking anything but water as far as he knew.
Kirsten was glad she'd been able to get away from Sam for a little while. Instead of going to get a drink or searching Sarah and Christina, she started searching Sandy. Without a lot of luck. Instead of finding him, she bumped into Sarah, Christina and another woman who'd probably arrived late, cause Kirsten didn't recognize her. "Kirsten! Where have you been?" It was Sarah who'd asked her that. Kirsten smiled softly and said: "Just looking around a little bit, talking to old teachers and othet classmates." Sarah smiled and said: "Well, you're going to stay with us for a little while or what?" At the exact same moment, Kirsten spotted Sandy, who was grabbing his coat out of the wardrobe. "Girls, excuse me. I... I have to talk to someone. I'll probably see you in a little while, but if not you should give me a call in a couple of days so we can meet again." Sarah and Christina nodded and after that Kirsten walked to the place she'd seen Sandy as fast as she could. She walked outside, calling his name. "Sandy! Sandy!" She saw someone standing near the street, at the right side, just behind the big bushes of the garden.
"Sandy!" As fast as she could on her high heels, she walked –well, almost ran,- to the person standing near the street. She was glad to see it was Sandy. She smiled softly at him while saying: "I've been looking for you everywhere." Sandy looked in her eyes, but didn't say a word. He'd been sitting in the garden after Kirsten'd left for almost half an hour, thinking about every single word she said and repeating it all over and over again. He had to admit he was attracted to Kirsten. When he wanted to start talking, it was Kirsten who began to speak: "Sandy... We need to finish our conversation." Sandy nodded and said: "But we're not going to have this conversation here." Kirsten agreed; there were too many people and even more important; Sam was there as well. "You're right." Sandy grabbed a little card out of his pocket and handed it over to Kirsten. "Call me sometime, then we can set up for a... Well, a meeting." Sandy almost wanted to say 'a date', but he figured that wasn't exactly proper. Kirsten nodded and took his card. When she took it, their hands touched each other. It was a small, short and innocent touch but both Kirsten and Sandy enjoyed their short touch. They were silent for a little moment, but than Sandy started talking again. "Look, Kirsten, I've got to go. We'll see each other soon." Kirsten nodded. Both were having some doubts of how they should say goodbye. Giving each other a hand was to formal, so Sandy decided to give Kirsten a little kiss on her cheeck. Kirsten smiled, and after their goodbye Sandy stepped into his car, leaving Kirsten behind. She sighed and shivered; it was cold outside. She decided to go back inside again, but just for one thing; grabbing Sam and going home.
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