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Chapter 3:

(Still Jess's POV)

We walked to the sleek black van that was waiting in the front parking lot. Sam and Kevin with linked arms, Joe and Katie laughing and holding hands, and Nick and me trailing behind in silence. I wanted to say something but the words wouldn't come, so I stayed quiet. I hoped that was the reason he was quiet too.

The other four took their seats and Nick and I had to sit in the back of the van. As I climbed into the car, I banged my knee on the door.

"OW! Oh fudge crackers in the middle of August," I whispered, still making my way to the back. I heard a quiet laugh behind me and was surprised to see Nick with a smile on his face as he sat down, "What?" I asked, suddenly self-conscious.

"Fudge crackers in the middle of August?" he mocked, laughing once again, "I haven't heard that one before," I felt the heat rush to my head and I looked at my knee through the hole in my jeans. It was red and there would probably be a bruise.

"I'm Nick, by the way. I know you just heard that upstairs, or you already knew it before. Anyway, hi," he extended his hand and I grasped it. At least I wasn't the only one stumbling for words.

"I'm Jess. Yeah I know who you are. Trust me. My cousin is a huge fan," Which was true. She had all the facts down about him. While I just deciphered his music, learning the real meaning behind his lyrics. He laughed.

"Oh, she is?" he looked down, "Oh, man,"

"Sure is. I know tons of stuff about you, thanks to her," it was quiet for a few moments and I thought about what I said. I turned to face him, "but not in the creepy, stalker kind of way. It's just that on holidays, when I see her, I can't get her to shut up about your life and favorites and stuff. Not that your life isn't something interesting to learn about on Easter but…" I trailed off, noticing I sounded like a complete moron, "I'm just gonna shut up now," I rubbed my knee and looked out the window.

I risked a glance in his direction, and luckily he was smiling. I laughed at myself.

"Okay, if you know so much about me, what's my favorite color?" He challenged leaning back against the seat and crossing his arms.

"Blue," I answered.

"Favorite number?" he asked.

"Seven. You always put your favorite song as number seven on the album," I added and he looked surprised that I knew that. I smirked.

"What are my favorite movies?" Gosh, he was so competitive, but I knew that too.

"Finding Neverland and Juno," His face seemed impressed. I knew more but I didn't want to let on that I did, so I looked out the window again. This time I tried to figure out where we were going. In the distance, I could see a lot of lights.

"So what about you?" he asked. I turned my head and then crossed my legs.

"My favorite color is also blue, my favorite number is three, and my favorite movie is Mozart and The Whale," Nick gave me the look I got every time I told someone my favorite movie.

"Mozart and the whale?" He finally questioned. I nodded my head, "What's it about?"

"A couple with Aspergers syndrome. It's really good," I told him as he leaned forward in his seat, thinking about it. Katie and Joe sat right in front of us and I wondered how I didn't notice Katie laughing before. From what I could hear, Joe was telling a story about Frankie and a joke that he told Joe. Sam and Kevin were up farther and Sam was telling Kevin something, which I couldn't hear over Katie.

"What do you like to do?" Nick asked quietly from my side. Before I could answer the car stopped.

"WE'RE HERE!" Joe yelled, cutting me off, and getting out of the car. Nick got out after Katie, who stumbled into Joe. I wasn't sure if it was real or if it was flirting, either way, he caught her. Nick helped me out of the van, and like any gentleman, shut the door behind me.

The surprise was a fair of some sort. I saw a huge Ferris wheel from where we were parked. Farther off I could see a huge roller coaster. Joe grabbed Katie's hand and ran off into crowd screaming, "COTTON CANDY!"

Kevin looked at Nick and then me before taking Sam by the hand and walking away, leaving Nick and me alone. I kicked the dirt nervously and he started walking towards me. He took my hand and we walked.

"So, what do you like to do? You didn't answer my question." He smiled as we came to a wooden picnic bench. I sat down and so did he.

"Well, I write music. And I sing. It's something that I've always loved," I confessed, watching the little kids as they walked by him. Some taking a double take and others mouths dropping. It was pretty funny.

"Let me hear something," Nick said staring at me. I shook my head, laughing.

"No way. I'm not good," I warned him and he scoffed.

"Let me be the judge of that. Sing, please," I looked into his brown eyes and I couldn't say no. I sighed.

"You asked for it," Breathing in deeply, I began to sing softly.

Maybe one day we'll see

If you and I are meant to be.

It kills me to wait for you,

Knowing how much I love you,

I left the last note hanging before slowly fading to silence. It felt like time had stopped and there was nobody else there but us. Then I heard the crowd and the music and laugher, pulling me back to reality. The reality was, I was singing one of my stupid songs, just in front of someone special.

"You wrote that?" he asked and I nodded for an answer. I couldn't speak quite yet. In truth, I was waiting for him to laugh, "That really came from the heart, Jess. It was beautiful," Nick told me, making me turn red.

"Thanks. It's an older one but I was playing it earlier today, so it was stuck in my head," He nodded his head a few times. The crowd seemed like it was getting louder.

"You want to find a more quiet place?" he asked. His face was turned up in a smile as he took my hand. This time he held it up and looked at the ring on my forth finger.

"Is that a...?" he asked pointing to my ring. The silver shone in the lights.

"A purity ring?" I finished for him, "Yeah. I got it when I was fourteen," I grimaced. For most guys, it was a big turn-off to have one. He laughed.

"That's weird," I looked at him. I was used to guys saying it was weird, but coming from him it was a lot different.

"Weird?" I asked biting my lower lip. Realization hit his face.

"No! No, no. I mean weird because I have one too. See?" Nick held up his left hand and showed me the ring. It had the words, "Poned" written across it, "All my brothers have them. Usually girls think it's weird," I laughed.

"Yeah I get that a lot," he smiled and we kept walking hand in hand. Breathe Jess, breathe!