Chapter 11

POV: Simon

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I was finally certain of my feelings for Jeanette. Our date was amazing, and I was again going to ask her out, soon. I had never truly cared about someone as much as I did Jeanette. I was, for the first time, mostly disinterested in my short term education, which was slightly worrying, but I had someone else, and I had never been happier.

It was the middle of the day, but all I could think of was spending time with Jeanette. I was trying to think of somewhere where we could go for our second date (I don't consider our first outing to be a date), when it occurred to me that we could watch a movie at home in private. It might work, and the worst she could do was say 'no'. I decided it was worth a try.

"Hey, Jean?" I began, "Do you want to come over and watch a movie at my house?" She looked happy enough.

"Okay, Simon, when should I come?" She replied.

"How about this afternoon?" I suggested, "I can walk you home after school." Jeanette agreed and we continued eating lunch. Soon the bell rang, and I sighed.

"Well, I'll see you after school, then." We parted and started walking to our respective classes. I looked over my shoulder to find Jeanette looking back at me. She blushed slightly and turned back. I chuckled for a moment before continuing.

School seemed even slower than usual, a direct result of my preoccupation. Love is a curse as well as a blessing. The clock's hands moved so slowly that I was certain that I would exit the classroom with a long white beard, but, of course, the bell rang eventually. I walked out of the classroom with great speed, hoping to find Jeanette quickly, and start home.

I spotted Jeanette walking from her last class, and approached her.

"Okay, Jeanette." I greeted, "Are you ready to come to my house?"

"Yep, I can't wait." She replied, "What movie are we watching?"

"Why don't you decide, Jean?" I soon regretted this, as Jeanette had a somewhat divergent taste in movies, when compared with mine.

"What about 'The Little Mermaid'?" I cringed at my mistake. I didn't want to start an argument, so I just gave in and agreed.

We walked down the street and entered my house. Theodore was home early, and stood up when I entered.

"Simon, could you help-" He cut himself off after seeing Jeanette at my side. "Never mind, it can wait." He went back to the sofa and sat before the TV. Something was bothering him, about which he clearly didn't want to enlighten our guest. Jeanette and I looked at each other, confused, but I shrugged it off and led her to my room.

I sighed, "Alright, 'The Little Mermaid'." I reached into our DVD collection, and found the corresponding box. I inserted the disc into my DVD player, and we sat on my bed and observed as the story unfolded, ever so slowly.

Let it suffice to say that I survived the movie, and that it felt like ages were passing by us, but they were ages passed with my arm around Jeanette, and her head on my shoulder. Although I couldn't recall most of events described in the film, I could certainly recall Jeanette's look of contentment, throughout the movie, and for this, I would do almost anything.

When the movie was finally over, I stretched my limbs and removed the disc from the player. I knew one thing; I would be deciding the next movie we watched.

"Thanks, Simon, it was great." Jeanette spoke, "Maybe sometime we can watch 'The Little Mermaid II'."

"Peradventure we could watch a different one next time." I said, trying to be as polite as possible. I didn't want her to feel like I didn't enjoy the movie, even though this was the case.

"Maybe." Jeanette replied, "Well, I guess I should be getting home now. I'll get some homework done before dinner." I opened my bedroom door and we walked to the entryway.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I said.

"Bye, Simon." Jeanette replied and walked outside. I waited until she was out of sight, before closing the door and walking back to my room to do my homework.

"Simon?" Theodore's voice broke the silence that had fallen on the house. It was only then that I noticed Alvin's absence. He hadn't returned from school. It was just like him to stay out without telling anybody.

"I need your advice, about... something." Theodore seemed uncomfortable, so I sat down on the sofa beside him.

"What is it, Theo?" I inquired.

"Well, you know how you've been going places with Jeanette?" I was starting to see what Theodore wanted, "Well, what if I wanted to go somewhere with someone?" Theodore was choosing his words carefully.

"Well, Theo, I don't really know why Jeanette likes me, but I do know that if you want to ask someone out, you should just ask." I replied, "The worst thing that could happen, is that they would say 'no', and I have a feeling that Eleanor will say yes if you ask her." Theodore's head snapped up.

"I didn't say anything about Eleanor." He became defensive.

"Okay, if so you say." I shrugged and walked to my room again.

Soon, Dave arrived home from work, and, eventually, Alvin returned from a (most likely exaggerated) date with Brittany. Day turned to night, and before long, I was lying in bed, trying to sleep.

I found, after some hours of tossing and turning, that sleep would not come, until suddenly, I heard noises coming from the living room. At first, I thought it would be Alvin or Dave, getting a snack or going to the bathroom, but upon listening more carefully, I could hear whispers and movements that I could not conform to any of my previous explanations.

I decided to investigate, and tip-toed out of bed to observe the happenings. What I saw was terrifying; two masked figures were moving a large box, which I assumed to be our television. I lifted a baseball bat from the corner in which it was lodged, and raised it above my head.

I charged one of the figures and struck him on the head with the bat, before turning to the second, only to find a large fist in front of my face. I felt the television fall on my right foot, and smash, before a ringing pain in my head overwhelmed me, and I fell unconscious.

Cliffhanger! Those of you who are reading this on the day in which I wrote this will have to wait a week to find out what happens. XD

I feel evil. Mwahahaha!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as the fluff-ball that is chapter 10, but either way, remember to review. Constructive criticism is welcome.

Also, do you think the story plays out believably so far? After reading the whole thing in one sitting, I'm considering changing a few things, but I'd like a second opinion (and perhaps a third, fourth and fifth as well). Review! Thank you.