5. So Much Sad is Going to Flood the Ocean

Still procrastinating. Read and enjoy or not, it's really up to you.

When I woke mom was shaking me awake from my uncomfortable position slumped on the floor in front of the door.

"Kim? What happened? Are you all right? Why are you sleeping in front of the door? Why are your eyes red? Were you crying? Did Jared have something to do with this? You father would be more than willing to beat him up for you." Mom bombarded me as soon as she saw my eyes open.

"I'm fine." I muttered, my voice thick with sleep and tears.

"No, you're not fine. The boy of your dreams finally pays attention to you and you come home from your first date crying and end up sleeping in front of the door. You are clearly not fine. Do you want to talk about it?" Mom offered.

"I think I'm just going to go back to bed Mom." I replied slowly working my way out of the uncomfortable position I had slept in.

"Okay. But you know that you can tell me anything right?" Mom asked as she walked towards the kitchen.

"I know Mom." I sighed. She nodded contently and then continued to walk off.

"Have a good sleep." Mom called as I trudged up the stairs. I collapsed on my bed not bothering to change clothes, wash my face or anything like that. I promptly fell back asleep within a minute of my face hitting the pillow.

I woke up again to find myself buried underneath my covers in a quiet house. Strange, I thought wondering where everyone was. Instead of dwelling on it for too long I fell back asleep, deciding to make the most of the quiet house by sleeping.

The next thing I knew my alarm clock was blaring in my ear. Groaning and rolling over I slammed the snooze button before burying my face into the pillows again. Monday morning, not fun.
I let my snooze go off five more times before I finally rolled out of bed. After showering I quickly threw on some skinny jeans and a t-shirt, grabbed a sweatshirt before heading downstairs for breakfast. My lunch was already packed thanks to Mom with my breakfast of an apple sitting on top of my old Batman lunchbox.

The twins must have left already with Mom because again the house was eerily silent.

School passed slowly without Jared to entertain me. He wasn't at school but why did I care? The next day was the same. No Jared. I longed for him. I was pathetic, I missed what little attention I'd gotten from him last week even thought he turns into a giant freaking wolf. Wednesday was different because he showed up to school but to none of the classes we had together and he looked terrible but something in Paul's eyes told me to stay away. By Thursday he was coming to all of his classes but avoiding me like the plague.

At lunch, I decided this had gone on long enough. I wanted to be around him again. I didn't care about how dangerous he could be. And, and maybe I just imagined what I'd seen.

"Jared." I said, going up behind him in the line.

"K-" Jared choked as Paul sent daggers to me.

"I'm sorry." I said quickly. All day I'd been trying to think up the perfect way to apologize to him but now that I was inches away from him, seeing the pain in his eyes, no words seemed better.

"It's not your fault. It's mine. I'm sorry." Jared said, sadly.

"No, I shouldn't have reacted like that." I shook my head.

"It's understandable." Jared smiled sadly.

"Will you stop? I'm sorry." I asked him.

"What do you mean?" Jared asked confused.

Hesitantly, I stood up on my tiptoes and brushed my lips to his.

"What are you doing tonight?" Jared asked breathily.

"Nothing that I know of." I smiled back.

"Dinner and a movie?" Jared offered.

"Sure. I'll meet you there." I said, paying for my lunch and going off to find my friends.

As soon as I sat down smiling, Jamie bombarded me with questions.

"Did I just see you freaking kiss Jared Thail?" She squealed.

"No." I smiled, chewing on my lower lip lightly.

"You totally did!" Jamie exclaimed.

"Maybe." I conceded.

Yay! Kimmy got over it. :)

Blondee