CLAIRE
I practically floated to English class monday morning knowing that Patrick would be there, like always. I couldn't take last saturday's event out of my head. I couldn't sleep, Patrick kept me awake, not that he knows it though.
I entered the classroom searching for the capped boy that always makes my heart run a thousand miles per hour, the boy that makes adrenaline rush through my veins. But, disappointedly, he wasn't there. I slowly walked to my seat and slumped down on it.
Sam and I never took English class together but for some reason she was there standing at the arc of the door, calling me over. So, again after sitting on my chair for not more than a minute, I stood up and walked over to her.
"What're you doing here?" I asked her. Well, she looked excptionally happy. Plus, her hair's really tidy which happens in like, NEVER. "And what are you so happy about?" I asked smiling at her.
"I don't know." She shrugged not looking at me. "But anyway, Patrick wanted me to give you this." She said holding up a piece of paper with my name written on it. My heart suddenly flooded up with emotions and my hand shot up grabbing the paper from her hand.
"Careful, you might rip my hand off." Sam teased.
"Sorry." I said as I unfolded the note and read.
Hey,
I know this is kinda stupid, giving you a note and all, when I
should've told you myself. BUt this is kinda short notice. Pete
such a
Well, anyway, I'll tell you all about it later. Meet me at the park
at around 4-ish? Miss you already.
--Patrick
"So?" Sam said impatiently. I folded the note and placed on in my back pocket.
"So what?" I looked at her.
"What did he say?" She laughed. Sam wanted to know.
Before I could give out the answer, the bell rang. Sam heaved a sighe before finally saying goodbye to get to her class.
"Go back to your seat Ms. Campbell." Ms Johnson said as she squeezed herself in. U quickly walked back to my seat.
"Whrefort art thou, our Romeo?" She said searching the room obviously looking for Patrick.
"Not here." Jake from behind me, enthusiastically said.
Ms. Johnson looked disappointed shaking her head. Well, at least I'm not the only one disappointed that he's not here.
"Juliet?" She asked. i wasn't paying attention but a helpful nudge form my seatmate made me raise my hand embarrassingly. Ms. Johnson nodded acknowledging me.
"Any substitutes for Romeo?" She asked the class. No one moved, except for jake who immediately raised his hand.
"I'll do it."
"Good. We're going to do Act 1 scene 5 lines 45 to 65. Now, everyone places."
Everyone stood up and pushed the first 2 rows of chairs to the sides, creating a mini stage at the center.
I positioned myself at the center, waiting. Jake stood opposite me lifting his hand waiting for mine.
Jake read his first line and I answered with mine. We were exchanging lines but somehow, I felt unsure. And I can't remember why this scene makes me nervous.
Then it hit me, just when jake was saying the line. " Then move not while my prayer's effect I take."
Suddenly everyone was very quiet. All eyes were on us, waiting. I know I have to do this but Jake doesn't seem like the right person to do it with. I looked at Ms. Johnson who in return, nodded encouragingly yet impatiently.
I held my breath and closed my eyes waiting for that one whole second of touching lips with the wrong person.
Our lips touched. It wasn't "electrfying" as the way Patrick's kisses makes me feel. It was, shall I say, normal. HE quickly pulled away and delivered his line.
I thought it was over, but hell no it wasn't. "Sin from my lips? Oh tresspass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again."
this time without hesitation, he leaned in. The kiss was longer this time. he seemed to be enjoying himself but I wasn't. Jake wasn't a bad kisser, he was gret actually. It just didn't feel right.
But I didn't know why I kissed him back. It was only after we heard some coughing from Ms. Johnson and a few giggles that Jake pulled away and I flushed.
"Y-You kiss by the book."
Since Patrick wasn't around, I think Jake took the opportunity to walk me to all of my classes plus, he even invited us to sit with thenm during lunch.
Sam Jake and I squeezed our way to the table. "Did you know that Adam and Becky are together?" Jake suddenly said.
I looked at Sam, I knew the she liked Adam, I just wasn't sure now that she kept talking about Pete. She hasn't told me anything. But there wasn't a aq single hurt in her face so I think Adam's out of the picture.
"Since when?" Sam asked.
"Just last week." Jake replied sitting down next to me. "And there they are now."
We sa Adam walk in hand-in-hand with Becky.
"Hey guys!" Becky said as she sat down across Sam.
"Hey Beck!" Sam replied with the same level of enthusiasm. I gave her a smile. Adam sat beside her smiling at us , too.
"I know this is totally random, but who loves spaghetti?" Becky sudenly said. It didn;t surprise me at how random that was because well, she's backy. She known for being too random and times.
"Oh, I do! I love spaghetti." I replied. I really do. My mom makes the best ones.
"Really?" You'll totally love this this new Italian restaurant Adam and I discovered. They make the best spaghetti. You should totally check it out." Becky said happily.
"Yeah, we totally should. We can both go tonight." Jake suggested.
"Uhm, I don't know Jake. I don't think that's a--" I started to say.
"Please?" Jake said looking at me with puppy dog eyes. I hate it when people do that because I buy it.
I looked at him for another moment then sighed in defeat. "Alright, we can go after school."
Jake smiled. "So it's a date then?"
"A friendly date."
"Friendly date." Jake agreed.
Suddenly, I couldn't shake the feeling of disapproval my heart sends me.
PATRICK STUMP
We finished recording the demo a little too early. Now, all we have to do is to send them out, hopefully someone might buy it. Pete
said he'll do it and he'll be the one to talk to producers too.
I'm really excited to go home because, for one, I promised to meet up with Claire at the park today. I'm planning to talk to her about
somethings.
"Pete, hurry up driving." I anxiously said.
"It's still early, you know. You'd make it." Pete said. "Who're you meeting up anyways?"
"Claire." I answered too quickly embarrassing myself for the anxiety.
Pete laughed. "That's why."
I sighed, thinking. "Oh, I just remembered. Did you ask Sam already?"
Pete thoguht for a moment. "Yup."
"So, What did she say?"
"puppies."
"huh. Puppies it is then."
Pete dropped me off at the park a few minutes early. It was qurter to 4, but a few minutes wait wouldn't hurt, would it?