Chapter 5- Crossing Abbey Road
I, Kimberly Cohnell, am walking home with him, Jared Thail. No matter how many times the words ran thru my head, it didn't click. I spent mostly all of sixth period, after he offered to walk me home, trying to process it. But now I was out of time. And I'm also not ashamed to admit that I am terrified.
The last bell of the day rang, sending me into paranoia. Jared stood up from his chair. Leaning against the wall next to my chair, he waited for me to put my things away. Once I was done I stood. "You ready?" he asked. I was still to lost for words, but I think I nodded.
Together we walked off school campus, with him a step behind me. I can tell he's a warm person. No joke. I've known people in my life that can keep you warm by just being near you, but he seems different. So much that I think his skin is glowing.
"How was school for you?" he asked ,beginning to keep up the pace with me.
"Uh, it was...good." I don't think that was enough; instead I should have said: amazing, glorious, fantastic, a date that will most defiantly go down in history.
His smile was genuine, and I''m pretty sure mine was as well. "That's good to hear... So where do you live?"
"I live close to The Moon."
"You live in 'the stacks'?"Jared raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a bit surprised.
I laughed, "No, don't call it that."
"Fine. Abbey Road, then?" He smiled, causing me to smile in response. "So you got any brothers or sisters?"
My smile got smaller. Having Jared on my mind all day had caused me to forget about Mandy. "Yeah...I have three brothers: Wesley, John, George, And one sister, Mandy."
"Must be nice to have a big family like that..." he was looking at me intently.
I nodded, "I love my brothers and my sister. They're the best."
"So what are you, the oldest, youngest, middle child?"
"The youngest. My oldest brother, Wesley, is 23. Then John is 20, George is 18, and Mandy is 16." It may be too soon, but I feel comftrable talking to him. Ha! I never thought that would happen. I always thought that I'd end up attacking by accident. But it's different. I can get thru talking... the feeling is just amazing.
"Wow. Your house must get hella crowded," I bursted out laughing. He's always makes me laugh. The way he says things -anything- captivates me.
I shook my head and bit my lip. I didn't want to say 'Oh no my house is huge. Really, it should be considered a palace. And we live there alone. No parents'. I think that sounds way too flashy. He's going to think I'm a princess. "Not really...there's some extra space. My parents don't stay at our house always." I think that sounded better and less flashy than the other stuff I was going to say.
"Sounds cool. Kind of like having your own place...So do they work out of town, then?" I was staring at him, completely dazed. There was a small pause. A normal guy would've been like, AH!weirdo! Not him, though. He stared back at me. If I die right now, it will be okay with me. At least the last image in my head would be an angel.
"What?" I felt disoriented.
He smiled a heart breaking a smile. "I forgot." We started to laugh. His booming laugh filled my ears. All I wanted was to hear him laugh. When it died out ,there was silence. Usually I, or someone else, tries to fill it because of how uncomfortable it gets. But this was nice.
I looked at him and realized he was staring. No! I looked like hell today! I can't put a name to his stare because it's undescribable. Usually my brothers always stare at me so that I get annoyed. Which reminded me of our previous subject. I cocked my head to the side, "Do you have any brothers or sisters?" I asked in a small voice. For some reason he started laughing. "What? Why're you laughing?"
Jared tried to calm himself, "No it's just that...No, I rather not." I looked ahead, my lip jutting out a bit. He started laughing again.
"What?" I think I sounded annoyed. Oh great! Now he's going to think I hate him.
"Okay, I'll tell you..." he started looking at his feet ,"You looked really cute when you asked me the question...and then you started pouting," He was smiling, but still not looking at me. I ,for once, was glad he wasn't looking at me. I'm pretty sure I was tomato red. Calm yourself! But how thw hell am I going to calm myself? He just called me cute!!!!!!!! I looked down and began to smile.
"I disagree." I mumbled. Even though he called me cute, I don't want him to think of me as cute. What am I, five?!
He looked up now, "Why do you disagree? Because that just makes you look even more cute." I raised my eyebrows and glared at him. He was staring again. He stares differently than my brothers, though. Maybe he is trying to annoy me.
"My brothers do that too," He looked confused, "they stare at me for a while to make me mad. It's quite childish actually." Now he was laughing. If he doesn't stop laughing, I am going to trip.
Jared was still laughing,"You think I'm trying to annoy you? Ha! No, I'm not. But you just gave me a marvelous idea." When I was about to protest he said, "Don't disagree. Remember, it just makes you look adorable." He's too divine, it makes me want to hit him. I'd probably end up breaking my hand with his size...
I giggled. "So now I'm also adorable? You're impossible! Whatever... Aren't you too old for annoying fifteen year-olds?" My eyes widened. I sudddenly remembered our conversation from lunch. "So are you gonna tell me how old you are?"
He halted to a stop. "Shit." his voice was low. Oh! he sounds so...manly? There's just something about a man with a temper... "You're going to make fun of me," I didn't let him go on.
"Why would I make fun of you? Are you afraid I'll call you old?" I teased.
"Ugh! No. Not really...So I'm not a very good test taker," Jared was rubbing the back of his neck. He's nervous...of telling me how old he is!! My eyes won't tear of his muscles. Is he on steroids? No, I doubt it. But he must hit the gym like crazy. Even thru his leather jacket, you can see his arm muscles. He was saying something about test taking? "I'm seventeen." he paused to check out my expression ."Well, almost eighteen." Damn! I have absolutely no chance with him.
"You know I'm fifteen? Don't fell too old though. Jordy is seventeen, too." I smiled at him and he stopped rubbing his neck. That's so uncool. Why does he have to be older than me?! I want to actually yell at him for being older. Bad Jared! "When was your birthday, then?"
"It's March, right?" I nodded. He began doing the math in his head. After ten seconds, he asked "How many months ago was May?" Really?! May! So in two months he will be eighteen? Bad Jared!
I started counting back, "Ten months ago. How many times have you flunked?" It seems kind of rude to ask, but he owes me for being too old for me. If I did have a chance with him, my brothers would never let me.
The question didn't seem to bother him. Instead it amused him."Well, I started school late...and I've failed like two times, I think. As you just saw: I'm not that good at math...So when's your birthday?"
I took a deep breath. "January eleven. What about you? It's May what?"
He smirked. Everything he does is perfect. Walking, talking, staring, yelling, laughing, and even smirking. "May twenty nine... It was the year nineteen-ninety two. I belive in the city, well town, of La Push." Ha! Jared actually looks smug about making me laugh.
"You are unbeliveably dorky ,Jared." I said between giggles. I am so in love with him. There's no doubt in my mind about it. In my heart I know that this is no simple crush. And I always follow my heart.
"Then you must be the pretty, pretty princes. And I don't think I am a dork. I should be like the-"
I awnsered without thinking. "Prince."
He smiled, this one has got to be the biggest one. I love it more than anything. "I would love to." I blushed
"So... you flunked and May twenty nine you're turning eighteen?...That's awesome." My voice was an octive higher. He gave me a funny look, "I meant the part were you're practically an adult. You can do whatever the hell you want. Lucky..." To be honest, I thought it was pretty awesome that he flunked. Otherwise I would've never met him. It had gotten so quiet that I had gotten scared when his laugh filled the air again.
When he had composed himself, I looked at him again, "I'm sorry." he smiled again. "It's just that I wish I could do whatever I wanted. Right now I'm on this super tight leash." the smile got even wider when I began to laugh, "And I thought that you did get what you want. Aren't you like a daddy's girl? I mean you do technically have your own place."
And I ended my laughter. I dislike Justin more than Patricia. The way he only seemed to live for the spotlight, the money, and the so called 'respect' sickened me. Not even we, his children, are good enough to his standards anymore. Justin has made it clear that he perferers to be without us. The main reason I don't like him is because he doesn't like us. Any of us. But Mandy and I are still better liked than my brothers. To be more clear, I am the favorite of his kids, but that doesn't mean I favor him in any way. The only reason I'm the favorite is because I don't raise hell like my brothers do.
"What? Did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to offend you." I was so lost in my distaste for Justin that I almost forgot I was walking with Jared. Now I feel bad for forgetting about him. This might be a once in a life time thing, so I can't go around wasting my precious time with him.
I shook my head, "No. I'm defiantly not a daddy's girl."
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. And he said I looked cute? I have a pretty good guess of what he was thinking. Whenever I speak of my parents, my voice tends to go on the verge of acid.
"I don't really like him... either of my parents." I said slowly.
His eyes grew intense, "How come?" I grimaced. I don't want to talk about this with him. I think I'll just end up making him depressed. When he saw my expression, his features turned apologetic, "Sorry. You don't have to answer that."
I sighed, "Thanks. I'd tell you, but... I don't know it's- it's a touchy subject for me" Jared still held my gaze. His eyes are the most beautiful pair that I've ever seen.
I hadn't even noticed that we were still walking until I saw John in his car across the street. I'd recognize his old school purple vehicle. I think it's the coolest car in the history of cars, and for some reason almost every boy that I've seen here has an old-school car. So I'm guessing that must be the new style.
John saw me...with Jared. No!! No!I swear if he gets out of his car, I am so going to write all over his face for this when he's sleeping.
"What's wrong?" he asked. I can sense he's tense. I began walking faster, crossing over to Abbey Road.
John is now my favorite brother. He drove on, but gave me what could only be described as the look. "Did you see that purple car?" He nodded ,"My brother John was in it."
Understanding filled his eyes, "Oh. I'm sorry if you get in trouble then. But I'm not sorry that I walked you home." My heart is soaring. Higher than it had when I saw him, higher than it had when he spoke to me, higher than ever in my life. It's pathetic, but it's true. And now I'm blushing.
With a couple more steps, I was home. I turned to look at him, I hadn't looked at him since he last spoke. I had the biggest smile on my face and I'm pretty sure my face was still Jared looked was staring at my house. "Damn. You have a really big house."
I don't want him to leave. "Would you like to come in?" It came out before I could control myself. "Um maybe you'd like to sit. It was a long walk." A mile isn't so bad, I'm used to walking every day, but he looks tired.
Automatically he smiled. "Sure. I need to sit down for a while. Thanks."I smiled at his enthusiasm. I noticed that I've been smiling a lot today. Jared has something to do with that.
It was empty in the living room. I continued walking to the kitchen with Jared behind me, "What would you like to drink?" I asked with a smile, no surprise, on my face. I cannot believe that Jared is in my house.
"Water is fine." He said taking a seat at the breakfast table, "I gotta say, your house is huge!" I gave him a glass of water and served some for myself. "Myhouse is one story and not this big. Then again, only my mom and I live there. And I'm only there at night..." I'm really afraid that he'll think I am a princess.
I sat across from him. "Well my dad is an architect. He and my mom dreamt this up. And then my mom's an interior home designer. I guess that means I get a kick ass house," Jared began to laugh. Really, really loud. Okay...so no one before has found me this funny. At least not someone that I just started talking to.
"Ah..." Jared's laughter began to die out, his head was tilted back on the chair as he stared at my roof. "So where's your family at?"
I shrugged, "Wes is probably at work, George... I don't have a clue. John most likely went to get me food."
Jared dropped his gaze at the roof to me. "What about Mandy?"
"Uh, she's staying with my parents for a while." It's been three weeks without her. I really miss her. If she were here, she'd be doing the unthinkable. "She's the coolest sister in the history of forever.
His face looked thoughtful, "Is that what the 'M' is for?"
"Huh?" The 'M'? He pointed to my chest. Oh, the necklace. "Yeah. She has one with a 'K'. We're very close... So you have good eye sight?" I smiled.
Jared shrugged,"Something like that." He sat up straighter and put down his glass, "I think someone is here."
Then I also heard it."Oh...I really don't think you should be here. No offense." I sounded like a bitch. Ugh! I'm stupid.
He stood up and made his way to my backyard. I followed. "Hey, it's cool I get it. If I had a little sister like you, I really wouldn't want a guy like myself hanging around her. My rep isn't that good." He smirked, I started to giggle. I always did have a thing for the bad boys.
We were at the gate. My hands were folded and his were deep in his pockets. "So, uh, I guess that I'll see you tomorrow?"
Before he could respond, I heard the front door open. Then I heard John, "Kim, you home?"
"Take care." Was all he said. I. Don't. Want. Him. To. Leave. I felt sad. Almost pain at him leaving. What if he leaves again. I'm pretty sure I had the pain all over my features. Even he looks sad. That's how bad I feel, now the people around me can feel it. He ran out the backdoor. Jared...
"Bye." I whispered.
I closed the back door and went inside. John was standing standing in the living room with his arms crossed. Oh goody! He did buy food. "Who was that guy you were walking with?" Ha! I've never seen him try to be overprotective. It's kind of funny. "Don't laugh! Who was that guy?!"
"That was-" should I consider him a friend? ",a boy from school. He offered to walk me home." I wasn't looking at him. I'm afraid that I'll start to laugh, and that would only make matters worse.
"Aha, sure.! What's that guy's name, huh?" I can sense the investigation about to begin, so I sat down. "Look at me!" I did. "Why are you walking with a boy that looks like he could be in college?! Kim he's too old for you!" Johns eyes were vivid.
"Stop over reacting! I didn't do anything wrong! Jared is really nice and -and I don't even know why you're over reacting! He doesn't like
me." I yelled. He's makng me feel horrible. Jared is out of my league. He'll never like me.
"Really? I think that he's just like any other hormone ruled teenage boy. All he wants is to get some!" his fist banged the table.
I began to blush uncontrollably. "Why are you jumping to conclusions!? You're way ahead if yourself."
"Kim! You're a beautiful fifteen-year old girl. He is what, twenty something? What do you think he wants?! I don't want him to take
advantage of my baby sister."
"Ha! You think Jared wants to do it with me?! that has to be the craziest thing I've ever heard. The day Jared wants me in that way is the day
George Cohnell gets a job." It seems easier to just say sex, but that's embarrassing.
His hands went up in exasperation, "Hilarious."
My eyebrows furrowed. "Dude cut the sarcasm. You're starting to really piss me off." I stood up, "why do you think that's all he wants? Doesn't it occur to you that I'm not that stupid?!"
His face softened,"I know you're not stupid. I'm sorry... I guess I'm being a huge ass hole." HA! That sounded funny.
"Don't forget loser."
His eyes narrowed. "Nerd."
I starter laughing, "Wienie! John Cohnell is a wienie!"
He gave me a hug."Okay! So you won this battle...dork"
John left me and went to the kitchen, "What did you buy me?" I yelled from the couch, surfing the channels. I settled on Phineas and Pherb because it annoys John.
"Tacos... Hey, did you eat my cookies?"
"No." I am not lying, Jordy did.
He walked back into the living room. When he saw what I put on he made a disgusted face, "Are we seriously gonna watch this? Can't you put on a movie or something better than this?" I threw a pillow at him.
My phone started ringing. Before I picked up, I sang along to the tone. Jordy had picked 'like a virgin' by Madonna. John also sang along. Ha! Who's the dork now?! "Hello?" I said.
"hey girlie, can I come over?" Jordys voice came from the other line.
"Sure. I'm watching Phineas and Pherb. So hurry yourself."
He sighed, "Good call ,then. I'm knocking at your door."
"Oh! You'd think I should be able to hear that..."
John was sitting on the couch in front of me. "That's Jordy... right?"
"Yes." I know that he thought that maybe it was Jared. I wish it was him, but I also love Jordy.
Jordy was frowning when I opened the door," Uncool dude. You just hung up on me. Like, what the hell?"
I started to giggle. "Do you want food?" he stopped frowning and smiled. I grabbed him by the wrists.
John told me he bought tacos. That is Jordy's favorite food in the world. He doesn't really care what kind of tacos, to him a taco is a taco. Luck for him, a big bag was on the counter.
"Yay!! Tacos" Jordy exclaimed. I started serving us. Jordy knows my house better than I do,"What do you want to drink?" his head was
already poking around the fridge. "You know, we should make margaritas! The mix is right over there." his head was motioning towards the sink.
I was already laughing. "Sure" Jordy began mixing stuff in the blender while I was cutting lemons. After five minutes he came to me with a
full glass. "I swear Jordy, you have a very promising future as a bartender."
He wiggled his eyebrows. "I know huh? Drink up."
"No alcohol, right?" I had to make sure with this being Jordy.
"Nope." His voice was innocent. I smiled and drank a big gulp. He smirked. "A good bartender knows his clients. I did also bring some Don Patron, incase you'd like to add some."
"No. I'm good."
George walked in and put his car keys on the counter. Two weeks ago he finally got his own car. Wesley said that he had enough of having to pick him up from everywhere. George paused to look at us. "I want some of that. And I know there's gotta be something in there, Jordy."
"You could at least say please." Jordy said, hiding his bottle of mescal.
"Isn't against the law to drink and drive?" I asked thru narrowed eyes.
George raised his eyebrows and came to stand in front of me. "Aren't you too young to be drinking?" He turned to look at Jordy,who was still sitting. "Why are you trying to get Kimmy drunk?"
John walked in, "And you know that she's also been hanging out with, older boys?"
George and Jordy's voices came at the same time, "What?!"
My hands slammed down on the table, "This boy asked me if he could walk me home from school. And I said yes because Jordy wasn't walking with me today...My drink doesn't have alcohol, stupid."
John and George quickly turned their stare to Jordy. "What? I had to do something that involved me not walking with Kim. Get over it!... He's talking about Jared, right?" I nodded. "Oh, okay. See, she was in perfect hands. Now can we please eat our tacos in peace?" My brothers sat down and grabbed a taco. "Thank you."
"So how did your date go?" I asked Jordy.
He put down his taco and smiled. "Beyond perfect." I knew that he was going to be descriptive about his date, so I got comfortable in my chair. "When he picked me up, he gave me chocolate! Then we drove to a coffee shop. He talked and talked, but honey, I did not mind! Jeffery looked beyond hot. Then he drove me home. My mom said hi to him and gave him some water. Good thing she didn't embarrass me because that woman has a talent for that. He left and I came here."
"I'm so happy for you!" I squealed.
He sighed in contentment. "So what about you? How was your walk with him?" As soon as he asked, whatever conversation that was going on between John and George decreased of volume. Then I heard their chairs scoot closer.
"Mind your own business." I hissed.
Their expressions had mock horror writen all over. "Just don't bite us baby sis."
I waited for them to return to their conversation. "Oh my God! We talked, and I didn't faint. Jordy, he's so funny!! And he finally told me how old he was. Jared is perfect." I sighed. Just the memory of being with him had me going all bubbly.
"How old is he then? I really hope he didn't try to make you figure it out again." Jordy smirked. It wasn't anything like Jared's perfect smirk. The way he can make my knees go weak on me.
"No. He's not that good at math, did you know that?...Anyway, Jared is almost eighteen." I think John started choking on his taco, but I wasn't about to check. "Can you stay over tomorrow?" I added quickly. If I kept thinking about him.... No I am not going to consider it. I'll have to wait untill tomorrow.
"Sure. Anything to sleep in another girl's bed." He paused.
"Jordy, why do you look guilty?"
He, being overly dramatic, covered his face in his hands. "I only came for food. My mom was making this nasty bean thing" he shudered. "I have to go now, or my mom won't let me stay over tomorrow."
"Bye Jordy." John said. Ugh! He was listening to us. Jordy gave me a quick hug, then ran out the door. Today had really been my day. I had two boys run out of my house.
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I wrote in my diary right before I went to sleep.
Dear diary,
Jared. How can one simple name change a person's life. He was there today. It was everything I needed and more. None of the pain I went thru matters anymore. All that does is that he saved me from myself. Jared changed. It seems impossible, but he got more beautiful than he already was. He cut his long hair. I'm glad, it allows me better access to see his eyes. They're beautiful. Almost as beautiful as him. Jard also got bigger. No joke, he looks like he can eat me. All of his muscles are more defined. It's a miracle I didn't stare at him all period. I think today went down in history for many reasons:One: He talked to me. This was an actual conversation. To my great surprise, I didn't faint. Two: Jared sat with me at lunch. It was for only ten minutes, though. Before joining me he had been somewhere else. Three: Jared vented to me. He trusted in me -I don't really know or care why- enough to rant on about how he wishes to break free of everything and just do what he really wants to do. I was able to give him some advice. I told them that if what he wants is really worth it, it will be better to wait. I told him one of the truest things I knew: time is torture. Four: He walked me home!! It turns out they changed his schedule. So now we have fourth and sixth period together. This seems all of the sudden to me. I'm still trying to put the pieces together. Five: The walk home was a dream come true. I found out some stuff about him. Like the fact he is eighteen. He is more charming than I thought he would be. His birthday is in May. Six: Jared came inside my house. I invited him. Pretty smooth if I do say so myself...I can't get over what an amazing day I had. I am claiming today as the best day in the history of Kim Cohnell's life.
I woke up at one in the morning. My wolf howled. Today it sounded closer than most days. The wolf sounded better than before, much better. Days before the sound was tired. I'm happy to say it didn't sound bad in any way right now. We are both happy.
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I feel amazing this morning. That's the only way I can describe it.
Today I decided to wear a yellow areo postale shirt with blue ripped skinnies and white flats. Then I crimped my hair. One last look in the mirror: I look good today. Yes! Unlike yesterday. Wait till he sees me!
I flew down the stairs to the smell of pancakes. This could only be Wesley's cooking. "Good morning, governor" he greeted. He was still wearing yesterday's clothes. Interesting...
"Hey. May I ask where you were at yesterday?" He uncontiously smirked. I grabed a stack of pancakes and began to devour them quickly.
"I don't remember. To be honest, I don't even remember how I got home. But I think I got back before midnight." "Oh, by then I was already sleeping." my mouth was full of delicious spongy and syrupy goodness.
He was staring out the window. I was scarfing down the last of my pancakes. "You want a ride to school?"
"Why?" I asked cautiously.
Wesley looked at me. "Today it's supposed to be raining like no shit. You don't want to get your nice clothes all wet, do you?"
"That's really nice of you. Let me get my jacket then," I ran to the laundry room and put on a white jacket. " Just got to brush and grab my back."
He reached for his car keys. "Hurry up then, it's cold even in the car."
So I ran to the bathroom across the hall, brushed my teeth, and went to retrieve my backpack from the bottom of the stairs. I left it there yesterday when I came home from my walk with Jared. I smiled at the memory as I walked out of my house. It seems so long ago that we walked together.
"Why are you smiling?" John asked from the backseat.
I turned to him. "Isn't that supposed to be a good thing? Anyway, why are you here?"
"I want to get a good look at this Jared guy." I glared at his reflection from the mirror. He saw me and stuck his tongue out.
"Who's Jared?" Wes asked, backing out of the house.
I ended up having to explain the whole thing. I must say, John was more understanding than Wes turned out to be. Wesley nearly prohibited me from seeing Jared. As soon as I said eighteen, he slammed the breaks. Guys are so insensitive sometimes. I slammed the door of Wesley's Range Rover with unnecessary force.
"Hey." Jared's voice came from behind me, causing me to jump. I'm pretty sure Wesley got a chance to see Jared because of how huge he is. His hair was messy bed hair, I loved it. He wore a gray shirt -exposing his muscular arms-, black jeans, and white Vans. Oh. My. God. I'm going to faint. I can feel that air isn't coming fast enough into my lungs. The thing keeping me alive was his eyes, they were dancing with happiness. If I have to live for anything, it'll be his pure chocolate eyes.
"Hi." I said softly. I just noticed this but, when I'm around Jared I change; I tend to be a nicer person. He brings out the best in me, always. "Aren't you cold?"
Jared smirked. I didn't get a chance to start drooling because the first bell rung. "What do you have first period?"
"Art." I pointed in the direction I needed to go in.
"That's cool, you draw. My first class is that way too. So I guess I'll walk you." He said smiling. We walked to my class without talking. I was mostly not talking because I was uncomfortable; every single freaking girl in the hallway glared at me. Jared also noticed, he sneered at one really mean girl, Kayla, who all but jumped me. Bitch...
We reached the art room door. I looked at Jared before going in. He had that same sad and tired expression that he had yesterday when he left my house. I smiled at him. "See you later, Jared." And I walked in.
to be continued...
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