Chapter 4

Kim

We both sat down on the floor by my coffee table, our extra assignment long forgotten.

"Kim, what do you like to do hobby wise?" The question took me off guard.

"What do you mean?"

"Sports, drawing, reading," he looked down at the table, "studying?"

"Well," I looked down, "I used to play the piano but that was before my parents left." He didn't question me any further on the subject and I was glad.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Are we playing twenty questions?" He continued to stare at me, warm brown eyes shining.

"Uh, green," I decided. He nodded and looked at the walls.

"When's your birthday?"

"August 29th. What's yours?" He looked at me confused for a few seconds.

"Hey I'm the one asking the questions here." He said while I smirked.

"That's no fair how am I supposed to know anything about you?"

"Favorite movie," he asked. Guess I wasn't going to win this argument.

"That is an impossible question N/A."

By the time we were done answering and asking questions it was 7:30pm. I was slightly dozing off while examining my text book.

"Well I think we've done enough studying. We should probably call it a night."

"What about Neal?" Jared muttered through clenched teeth. I shivered as a chill ran through my body.

"I'll lock the doors. Oh, never mind he has a key." What was I going to do if he came back? Jared shuffled his feet while looking down at the floor. I wasn't even sure if I'd heard him right when he spoke.

"Maybe you should stay at Tim's house."

"Why would you say that?" Jared looked generally confused. I thought he hated Tim. Whenever Tim spoke to me Jared grimaced. "I thought you hated Tim."

"Well, yes I am not…fond of Tim." I laughed. Fond, would be the lightest way to put it. I could see that the boys detested each other. But Jared was my dream guy and Tim was my best friend there was no way I could give either of them up.

"I guess he's my only option then." I sighed and reached into my bag trying to locate my phone. I went on to my contact list, Tim was the first number.

"Tim, this is Kim and I need to ask you for a favor." I always laugh at how are names are so close to another.

"Sure, what do you need?" I looked over at Jared. There was no way I could go into details with him standing right there.

"I'm having some trouble here at my place and I was wondering if I could stay over tonight." There was a silence on the other end.

"Sure! That would be great and we can watch that movie I got." Normally I would've been bouncing on the balls of my feet, having a movie night with Tim. But I couldn't bring myself to be happy at this moment. Truthfully I was scared out of my mind. I didn't feel safe with Tim. Not only because he was small and a bit nerdy but because he was always hitting on me. I don't think I could stand anyone coming onto me after what Neal had pulled today.

"Okay see you in five." I glanced over at Jared. "Thanks for offering that. I'm a little shook up right now." He took the phone from my hands and started to punch in some numbers.

"Here's my number," he said, "in case anything goes wrong," he smirked, "or if you just wanna call me." With that he handed me my phone, gathered his stuff and walked out the door. I looked at my phone and smiled. Jared Morson had given me his number, not only that, he'd put it on the V.I.P list.