Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story(well, Damien I own...)

A/N: sorry, I always forget to put that little note up there. Anyways...do go on and read please

P.S. I posted this chapter like a week ago and for some reason it still isn't showing up. So! Hopefully this is...um...see-able. ;D

"Sorry," Jess muttered.

"No, no…you don't have to be sorry," Leslie whispered, still in shock.

"How come I can touch you?" Jess suddenly asked.

"That was really random, Jess," Leslie said still looking at him in alarm.

"I know it was."

"I don't know why," she said biting her lip nervously. Jess knew that something was going on in her mind, something that she probably wouldn't tell him. He sighed and put his head in his hands. This day just wasn't getting very good….Who am I kidding? Jess asked himself. I just kissed the girl of my dreams! I should be jumping for joy! A halfhearted smile crept onto his lips.

"Jess," Leslie said suddenly standing up.

"What?" he asked grinning stupidly.

"Do you hear that?" Jess closed his eyes and listened. A faint rumbling sound was coming up from the road.

His eyes popped open and he stood up, quick as anything.

"My dad is going to kill me," he whispered. The sound was his dad's pick up truck.

"What do you mean?" Leslie asked.

"He nearly exploded on me yesterday, I don't want to think how much trouble I'll be in if I'm out again, especially this far away," Jess said turning and running into the direction of his house. Leslie stayed there, for reasons best known to herself. Jess reached his house with minutes to spare.

"Jess!" his mother called before he could get up the stairs.

"What?" Jess asked, his left foot frozen in mid air.

"Before you get upstairs, I want to talk to you about something."

Jess hesitated and then walked back to the kitchen; to disobey his mom was like setting fire to a whole forest. Not a good thing to do.

"What?" Jess asked, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"I've been watching you lately. I'm…..concerned," his mother said slowly.

"Mom, I'm fine," Jess protested.

"Jess you're talking to….well, to something. And I've heard you mention Leslie's name several times." Jess stopped breathing.

"I know her death was hard on you…but, I think you need to let go."

Jess slammed his fist against the table and shouted, "She's not dead!"

"Jesse…." Jess's father came through the front door in time to see Jess storming up the stairs and to hear him slam his bedroom door.

"Puberty, I say," Mr. Aarons said shrugging.

"It is not puberty! Jess, something is wrong with our son, and I'm determined to find out what it is," Mrs. Aarons said angrily to her husband.

Hello everyone! I know that chapter was really lame and had absolutley NO point to it buuuuut, I need to get somewhere. Lol. It's like I know exactly what happens at the end but I need to get to that point somehow...not very easy.

And I know you guys all like Jess and Leslie together(so do I) but I'm just warning you now, that that is not how I planned the story from the begining. They'll be together for a while buuuut...I probably shouldn't say more in case I give the whole story away...yeah. Ok well, now this is just random talking of mine (sorry) So please review because that honestly keeps me going. Thank you guys a million times over!!!