Chapter 3

A/N So finally I found little inspiration and I have continued this story. Sorry it has taken so long, writers block is a bitch.

Cat rapped lightly on the window; startling a very unsuspecting Braden. He shot her a look that let her know he didn't appreciate waiting, but as always kept his mouth shut. She simply gave him a wide grin and took her seat.

"So I hear you were a hit with the ladies today Mr. Hotstuff." She giggled.

"Yeah, it was great." He told her sarcastically. "I love being drooled over by mindless drones."

"You are so damn negative. So did you talk to that girl you were telling me about?"

Braden groaned inwardly, of course she didn't know that girl was her. "She didn't even look my way." When Cat didn't say anything he continued. "It's all good; I met a few girls that seem ok."

If he didn't know any better it looked like her face fell just the slightest. Though he knew he must have imagined it, still inside his heart leaped.

"Anyone I know?" Cat asked.

"The only one that really seems worth mentioning is Lily. She's new." Braden mentally smacked himself. 'Yeah that's the way to her heart ass hole. Tell her how many girls you find attractive.'

"The pretty little blonde girl you were talking to earlier?" She asked pointedly.

"That's the one."

Cat started rambling about how pretty she was and how he deserved a good girl in his life. He wasn't quite sure what to say, so he just listened and nodded in the right intervals. Of course she would want him to find someone nice; she would never see that in his eyes he had already found the perfect girl. Someone wild, and crazy, and fun. Someone that always kept him guessing no matter how long he'd known her. Someone named Cat.

Braden pulled into the drive way of Cat's house 15 minutes later. He smiled at the familiar chipping white paint and unmowed lawn. "I'll see you tomorrow." He told her as she climbed out of the passengers seat.

"Yeah, I might call you tonight." With that she turned and started walking up the worn path to her house.

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An hour later Cat was lying on her bed toying with the stuffed kitty Braden had given her for her 6th birthday. She didn't know why the idea of Braden dating made her feel so uneasy. Her mind kept going back to seeing him and Lily talking next to his car. The idea bothered her to say the least, and no matter how much she tried to stop thinking about it she couldn't.

'Why is this bothering you so much? This is Braden! He's been your best friend since you were born!" She told herself.

'Yeah but he is pretty good looking…'

'No! No, he's not; he's your best friend. End of story.'

'Keep telling your self that.' Her mind bit back.

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Braden smiled at his mother and little sister as he walked through the door. "Hey ladies, how was your day?"

Buffy sighed. "I keep forgetting how troublesome freshman can be. This new batch is going to be a handful."

Braden laughed. "Have fun with that."

Skylar started babbling about her first day of 6th grade and her new teacher. Braden grinned at his little sisters stories; obviously her first day of school was much more interesting than his.

He climbed the stairs up to his room and collapsed onto the bed. He hated himself for not telling Cat how he really felt when he had the chance. He'd had a million chances, and yet he never took them. He reached into his pocket and felt the few pieces of paper that held phone numbers he'd never dial. He felt his fingers tighten around them as he crumpled them, but instead of throwing them into the trash bin like he'd intended he threw them on his nightstand.

'Just in case.' He told himself.

'Just in case what? You never grow the balls to tell Cat how you really feel?'

Braden groaned.

A/N Sorry for any misspellings or typos, my finger is broken right now so it's kinda hard to type.