AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so here's the next chapter. I expected the action to take place in this one, but the chapter ended up being way longer than I'd anticipated. So the action will have to wait for the next update. I realize this story will be longer than I thought. Anyway, enjoy, and don't forget to review if you liked it. :-D
A silhouette stood a distance away, surrounded by a bright, almost heavenly glow. It appeared to be a man. He had big wings protruding from his back. He seemed to be walking forward, towards her. In the softest whisper, he said,
"You are in terrible danger."
Jeanette woke up with a start. Sweat dripped down the side of her forehead. She had an uneasy feeling her her stomach. The feeling grew when she realized she wasn't in her own room Or house for that matter.
"It's about time you woke up."
Jeanette gazed up at the door from the bed. She was surprised to see Simon standing there, leaning against the door, arms crossed. He stared at her curiously. "You okay Jean?"
Bits and pieces of the day before started to come back to her. Her head was pounding, probably from hitting the ground so hard. But she wasn't so concerned about herself.
"I'm fine," she answered. "But what the hell happened to you?!"
He turned his head from her. "Dave make breakfast," he stated. "And we still need to get ready for school. Unless you're not feeling up to it. Dave will drive you home."
he turned and walked out of the room. When Jeanette heard his footsteps go down the stairwell, she threw his covers off of herself, and hopped out the bed.
She frowned when she realized she wasn't in her own clothes. Instead of her sweatshirt and jeans, she wore a large (for her) white t-shirt, and way too big sweatpants.
Oh god...
The thought of someone undressing her while she was unconscious made her shiver. And flush her face red.
She hesitantly ventured out into the hallway.
Maybe, if i pretend to still be sick, I won't have to go to that stupid party.
Yup. That was going to be her plan. Besides, what were the odds of Simon actually wanting to go to the dance anyway? She'd probably end up all alone, feeling miserable in a corner, looking like a complete loser. And if she didn't go, Simon wouldn't feel compelled to from guilt. It was a win win situation for everyone.
Climbing down the stairs, Jeanette could hear all of the Sevilles gathered in the kitchen, most likely eating breakfast. She was about to join them, when she heard one of them say her name.
"So Simon." she recognized the voice as belonging to Alvin. "I heard that Jeanette asked you to the party tonight."
Silence followed after his statement. Jeanette frowned.
"Yeah," replied Simon after a while. "What else you hear?"
"I heard," piped up Danny. "that she asked you and you rejected her."
That's sure how it felt, she thought ruefully.
"Well you're wrong," replied Simon flatly. "I said maybe."
Pots and pans clanged together, and she could hear spoons being dunked into bowls.
"So are you gonna go," asked Alvin. His tone reflected caution, and hopefulness.
"I don't really want to," answered Simon. She could almost hear the shrug in his voice.
The sound of a spoon being dropped on the floor rang throughout the house.
"Seriously Simon, come on," snapped Danny. "You haven't talked to the girl for months, and she's supposed to be your best friend."
Jeanette sucked in a breath, anticipating the answer. But it never came.
"Now I know it's none of my business,"intervened Dave. "But Simon,your brother's right. Jeanette saved your life yesterday. The least you cam do is go to a party with her."
Simon sighed frustratedly. "i wouldn't have died-"
"If she hadn't found you, you would have," said Dave forcefully.
"Whatever," mumbled Simon.
The sound of a chair scraping the floor was followed by footsteps. Jeanette squeaked silently while trying to run up the stairs without being seen. She did not want Simon to know she'd been eaves dropping.
He said nothing as he passed by her in the upstairs hall, barely registering her existence. Jeanette sighed.
Oh yeah. I'm definitely still sick...
"Jeanette, are you sure you can't go to the party?" asked Mina. Her expression was a mixture of sadness and disappointment. A look which Jeanette couldn't stand.
"Well you heard Ms. Miller," she replied meekly. "I need to get some rest."
Mina's face fell. Despite her her sad expression, she looked amazing. Her poufy, curly, light brown hair was down, rather than in it's usual long ponytail. She wore a black, flowy mini dress with a shimmery gold waistband. Dusted upon her eyelids was gold eyeshadow, perfectly complimenting her dark skin and hazel eyes.
Jeanette sighed. Why was she really not going to the party? All because of Simon. At this point, she felt it didn't matter. He was staring to become lost cause.
"well since you're not going," said Brittany from in front of her full length mirror. "Then I need you to be completely honest on how this dress looks on me."
Brittany swung around on her heel, making her pink baby doll dress float all around her. Her caramel colored hair was still in it's long ponytail, but now she had curled it up so that it bounced when she moved. Her piercing blue eyes had been complimented by sparkly silver eyeshadow.
She went into the center of the room, and some how managed to dance around in her stilettos. "So how I look?"
"You look amazing Britt," replied Jeanette honestly. "Yeah," agreed Mina. "You're bound to catch Alvin's eye in that."
Brittany twirled once more. "Ya think so?"
"Def,"said Mina, knowing that's exactly what Brittany wanted to hear. She smiled at Jeanette knowingly.
"It's too bad Simon doesn't wanna come," said Brittany, running silver hoop earrings through her ear. Just as she said this, her bedroom door flew open.
"Oh, there you are Jeanette," said Eleanor when she saw her big sister sitting on Brittany's bed. She thrust the phone towards her. "Phone for you."
Jeanette hopped off the bed. She snatched the house phone and held it to her ear. "Hello?"
"Uh, hey Jean..."
Jeanette ceased breathing. The other girls looked at her alarmed. "Who is it?" mouthed Mina.
Jeanette held her finger to her lip. "Simon."
Mina and Brittany glanced at each other,and grew quiet.
"Uh, hey Simon," said Jeanette blushing from being put on the spot. "What's up."
"Yeah, so, uh,about that party..." Jeanette raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Yeah?"
"If your feeling up to it...I uh, kinda changed my mind about it."
"Really?" She scowled at her sister's expectant expressions.
"Yeah," he sighed. "If you're feeling better that is."
Jeanette sighed. She had a feeling she knew what this was all about. "Look Simon, if you really don't wanna go, I'm not forcing you-"
"No. it's not that it's...something else."
Jeanette didn't really care what the other thing was at this point. She was just glad that he was going semi-voluntarily.
"So...I'll meet you there?" he asks.
"Y-Yeah," she stuttered. "I'll see you there. Bye."
Hanging up the phone, she looked up at her sisters.
"Well?," asks Mina.
Jeanette broke into a grin. "Get me my dress."
Whoot Whoot! PARTY TIME! Next chapter anyway. Review if you liked and back off if you didn't.
