A/N: Good morning all. Another day another chap. Thank you for all the Views, Reviews, Followers and Favs. This chap is a little different when you read it you will see why. Still cute and you are only a few chaps away from Couple Brittana! Yay! I am not feeling very well I think I caught a cold it sucks.
Shout out to the Reviewers from the last chap
Nayalove – San is sweet, I am ok thank you I wrote that chapter weeks ago so cast is off YES!
M206 – Thank you! She was going to give her sister a hug sorry if that wasn't clear.
LudmillaASK7 – Yes my San is a sweet loving caring girl!
Hlnwst – Thank you I am glad you like the Fluff. There real kiss is coming soon promise.
lg4az – Me too strength that I don't know I would have. Haha.
Freddrick Lou-Zar – Yay we are birthday siblings.
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On to the Fun Fact: I live in the town Palo Alto, Ca the place my story is based off of.
On to the chap.
-The end of 7th grade Chapter Eight-
I wake up before the alarm goes off. The first thing I notice is that I am no longer on the couch but in a bed. The bed is softer then my bed so I know that it's San's bed. I look down and see San on her stomach. Her chest rising up and down as her breath goes in and out. I then notice that I am not in the same clothes that I was wearing when I fell asleep and I begin to freak out. What happened last night? I pull the wife beater out looking into the opening I just created in my shirt. My bra is still on. I pulled my boxers out looking down seeing my underwear. Good still have my underwear on. AW San must have wanted me to be comfortable, so she changed me. That must have been hard, having to put clothes on someone who is dead weight.
I lean down and places a kiss on San's check lightly so that I don't disturb her. I lay back down on my side, facing San, my elbow in the pillow, and my head on my cheek. I reach out slowly, taking my fingers, slowly run them over her cheek. I make my way to a strand of hair that has fallen into her face and placing it with the rest of her hair. I follow through her hair down to her shoulder then down her arm towards her hand. I hover, my hand over hers and slowly let it settle on top. Once I know she's still asleep I intertwine our fingers. I lay there memorizing her face. How round her eyes are, how longer her eye lashes are, and how full her lips are.
After staring at her for what seems like fifteen minutes the alarm goes off and I quickly pull my hand back. I don't want San to know I have been staring at her so I quickly throw myself down on the pillow, pretending like I am sleeping. She doesn't stir. After the second time the alarm goes off I begin to feel her moving on the bed next to me. I peek my eyes open looking at her, she's starting to pull herself up on to her elbows reaching for her phone. I open my eyes and in the groggiest voice I can muster
"Morning"
She smiles pulls her phone off the night table and shuts it off. She flips on her side so now she is facing me, mirroring me, her elbow in the pillow to support her hand holding her head up.
"Good morning"
"Thanks for putting me to bed. I know it must not have been easy"
"No prob, it wasn't too hard"
She smiles again there's a hint of color on her checks but I don't know if she's blushing or it's from just waking up. We lay there for a few minutes in a comfortable silence. I break the silence.
"We better get up of were going to be late for school"
"Your right, we better get moving"
I climb out of bed walk over to the dresser, opening my drawer. I am here so often that San has giving me a drawer in her dresser just for my clothes. Isn't she the best friends you could wish for? I pull out a pair of daisy dukes and couple it with a white tank top. I walk over to the bed and place them down. I pull off the wife beater and slip out of the boxers. As I stand there I catch San staring at me with her jaw hanging open slightly.
"Like what ya see?"
She starts to blush and turns around pulling up her dickie tan shorts. She mumbles something to herself but I can't hear it so return my attention back to getting dressed.
Once we are both dressed we head down to the kitchen, San grabs two bowls from the cabinet, then the milk from the fridge. I grab the cereal and meet her at the table. I pour the cereal into the bowls and San pour's the milk. We forgot the spoons so I walk to the drawer where they are and grab two. We place the cereal box in front of us and look at the pictures on the back.
Once we're done eating we put the bowls in the sink and head to school.
There are only a few more weeks of school which I am kinda happy about, sometimes the academic part is a little hard and I am really glad that I have San to help me with homework and study for tests. For some reason when she explains things to me I get it so much faster. I do however do really well in the physical aspects of school, like I am considering trying out for the flag football team next year. The coach came up to me asking if I would consider being on the team because I am strong and can run pretty fast.
Sky is back at school and thanks to Dylan has been getting around just fine. Dylan transferred here after winter break from Castilleja, a private school. Rumor has it back at her old school she was kind of a rebel. She did some bad stuff and got kicked out. She ended up here. Sky and she have taken to each other really well. They're kinda like San and me, best friends. They are always together whether it is at school or home. They hug all the time like San and I, they do sleep overs all the time, like San and I and they even kiss like San and I. The only difference is that when they kiss it's on the lips not the cheek like I do to San.
Although sometimes I do wanna kiss San on the lips I just don't know how she will take it and I really don't want to lose her so I just stay quiet. If I lost San my world would come crashing down. No one understands me like she does or looks out for me the way she does and no one makes my stomach do flips the way she does, but sometimes I think that might go with the fact that I wanna kiss her on the lips not just the cheek.
Once we get to school, we meet up with the gang and head to our English class. We sit in our usual spots. I pull out my notebook and a pen. I look around the room and think about the first day of 6th grade. How all the people at are surrounding me right now I didn't know. How scared I was that people were going to think I am stupid. Puck and Lauren have turned out to be really cool. I was kinda scared of them at first. Quinn, Mercedes, Tina, Sky and now Dylan are some of most amazing people I have ever met. They really care about me. Mike and Fin have become like brothers to me even though I already have two of my own.
My family is very supportive of me and anything that I like or show interest in. When I wanted to make Dance my main focus my brothers and mom supported me. Even though I think that it made, Bryan and Brendon my brothers sad that I was losing interest in something that connected us to our father, they still would go for runs with me to strengthen and Bryan even took my first class with me. After a couple of years into dance I made my way back to moto though.
At my other school, I didn't have very many friends and the ones that I did have sometimes weren't very nice to me. They would be nice to my face and talk about me behind my back. Sometimes they would call me stupid and leave me out of things that they did. Like when they would go to the movies, or out to play laser tag. I guess I understood, I mean, when I would go with them to play laser tag sometimes I would get lost in the maze. One time they had to shut down the maze area and send people into come find me.
I look at all of them, thinking we have all grown so much, as individuals, as a group. Sky and Dylan coupling up, Mike making the football team thanks to Fin's help. Sky and Quinn making the, cheerio's. Mercedes and Tina getting leading roles in the school play. Then all of us doing Air Bands and showing off our skills. We have all bonded so fast it's amazing. I know that they will be my forever friends, more so like my forever fam.
I am so happy with my life right now. With my friends that truly care. I have the best friends in the world. I have the best friend in the world. And I am happy I found her. I am very grateful for the vast amount of friends that I have now, but if it came down to them or San I would chose her in a heartbeat. She's the one who makes me feel smart, when I feel stupid cause I can't work out a problem. The one who makes me feel protected, by holding me tight at night. When San's around I don't need Morfit. She's the only one, who makes my heart race and slowly at the same time.
"Hey San, will you be my partner for the poem's we have to do?"
The project is to write a poem with someone about an interest that you share.
"Of course B"
I smile at her and she gives me a wink.
I don't think I could have a better partner for this project. San and I have so much in common that we could write a poem about almost anything.
"So you wanna work on it tonight?"
"Yeah, my place or ours?"
"Well, we were at my house last night lets go to yours."
"Ok"
After school my brother Bryan pick's San and I up. He's a junior in high school. On the way home he took us to Jamba Juice. I got a peach pleaser, San got a strawberry's wild, and Bryan got blueberry bliss.
At home we go to my room at the end of the hall. Unlike San's room, my room is bright, pink on the walls, with a big white bed up against the wall, a white dressers and a white desk. I have posters of underground DJ's on my wall. We put our backpacks down, and fool around with the radio for a while. I show her some new moves I came up with for a nights when we go to The House.
After a while we sit on my bed Indian style facing each other.
"Ok B what do you think we should write are poem about?"
"I don't know, what do you think?"
"Well what do you think we make it about music? I mean for both of us it's our worlds"
"B?"
"Huh?"
"You're a genius"
That makes my smile. Not only does San not think I am stupid, but she thinks I am a genius.
"Ok so what do you think of this line. Music speaks to me"
"That's good San how about. When music plays"
My body moves to the beat"
"Yeah and." My heart beats faster
My mind focuses on the music,
Nothing else."
"That's really good San what about I see scenes in my head
Find myself acting them out "
"Perfect B As the music speaks to my soul
Close my eyes, let the music guide me
When music plays, it's just me
And the music I hear."
Yea, sweet San how about? When the music plays
It's just me and the music
And the movement of my body
As the music becomes part of me
And nothing else matters
But the music and the release of emotion."
"Deep, what do you think? Music is my release-my words
When I can't speak
Music is the rhythm of my life
Music speaks for me when
I don't know what to say
Or how to say it.
MUSIC IS MY LIFE! ! ! "
"That was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be San."
"I know right? I think we will get a good grade, it mean how can you go wrong when your describing your passion?"
"I hope so, but I think your right, your always right"
I smile at her, she grins and smiles back. We watch movies for the rest of the night pleased with the fact that we came up with something that seem to describe both of our loves for music. We match well I think. Once are eyes are too heavy to stay open, we crawl into my bed and fall asleep. San on her back me on my side, head in the nook of her neck, legs wrapped around hers.
Note: all credit goes to Karley Kay for the poem
