Tawnya

and I'm back...

Fri, 21 Sep 2007 02:27:44 GMT

Hey guys,
Sorry its been so long since I've updated but everything has been pretty crazy since I moved back to school. I've been really busy with my classes and my creative writing class has been good but draining so usually when i'm done with that work I don't have much left. I finally finished writing chapter 9 tonight which means I'm posting chapter 8! chapter 8 is a long one so enjoy it! and please leave a comment with your thoughts... Hopefully chapter 9 will be up soon but no guarentees because next week is the Hanson concert i'm going to and i have 3 midterms but definitely keep an eye out for it!

The girls eagerly approached Alex’s front door after arriving at his house. They rang the doorbell and the door swung open immediately. Alex was standing on the other side of the door.

“Eager much?” Kaitlin asked as she walked inside.

“Nice to see you too.” He mumbled

“Hey,” Jacquelyn smiled.

“Hi Jac,” he began, “at least someone is nice to me,” Alex yelled down the hall after Kaitlin. Jacquelyn shook her head and followed Kaitlin into the kitchen where Drew was waiting for them.

“Hey,” Jacquelyn said interrupting the friendly argument already occurring between Drew and Kaitlin.

“Hey Jac,” Drew replied before continuing the argument.

“Do the two of you ever agree?”

“Nope,” Kaitlin answered, “isn’t it fun?”

“Oh yes, tons.” Jacquelyn slid onto the barstool next to Drew. After a few more minutes Drew and Kaitlin gave up on their argument and decided to include Jacquelyn in their conversation. Alex and Hayley came walking into the room shortly after that. “Hayley, if you two are going to make out at least fix your lip gloss afterwards.” Hayley’s face turned bright red in response to Jacquelyn’s comment. Alex whispered something in her ear that made her giggle.

“You two make me sick,” Kaitlin commented searching the refrigerator for food.

“You’re just jealous,” Alex responded.

“So, anyway, where are we going tonight?” Drew asked.

“Delirium,” Jacquelyn answered.

“I thought we were going to a bar?” Alex asked the question directed towards Hayley.

“I told a little white lie. Sorry, you guys hate dancing though. We thought if you were ready before we told you that you wouldn’t try to back out.” Hayley smiled innocently matching the smile on Kaitlin’s face.

“I had nothing to do with this,” Jacquelyn quickly stated.

“Yeah, sure you didn’t,” Alex said, “but we are all dressed up so we might as well go out.” Alex’s comment was followed by a cheer and the girls heading out to his car. Drew and Alex followed trying to figure out how they were going to make it through the night.

The ride to the club took longer than expected due to traffic even with Alex driving. An hour after leaving Alex’s house they had gotten inside the club, found a table, and ordered the first round of drinks. The girls told Alex that his sodas were on them since he agreed to be the designated driver. The group talked while drinking their beverage of choice. The table they had found was in the back corner of the club. They were slightly isolated from the dance floor which meant it wasn’t extremely hot, unlike the rest of the club. It was still kind of early and the dance floor was empty. The girls finished their drinks and decided to get another round before hitting the dance floor. As they finished their second drinks the dance floor grew very crowded. Hayley slid out of her seat and grabbed Alex’s hand.

“Let’s go dance,” she spoke into Alex’s ear. He reluctantly followed Hayley onto the dance floor. The two found a relatively open space, just big enough for the two of them, and began dancing.

“Do you mind if I steal Drew?” Kaitlin asked Jacquelyn.

“Why would I mind?”

“Well I just don’t want to leave you here by yourself.”

“No, go I’ll be fine.” Jacquelyn smiled.

“Drew,” Kaitlin said leaning across the table, “want to dance?”

“Not really, but do I really have a choice?”

“You know me so well!” Kaitlin laughed pulling him out of his seat and towards the dance floor. Jacquelyn laughed as Drew looked back at her practically begging for help. After a few minutes of sitting by herself Jacquelyn decided she needed another drink. She quickly walked to the bar not wanting to leave the table for too long. Luckily the bartender wasn’t busy and was able to make her drink immediately. She paid for her Long Island Iced Tea and headed back to her table.

As she sat down she noticed someone walking towards the table. Jacquelyn hoped that it wasn’t someone who thought the table was open. She turned her eyes towards a poster on the wall, which advertised Tuesday night drink specials, hoping the person would see her sitting there and leave. Jacquelyn fought the urge to turn around when she felt someone standing near the table. She only succeeded for a few seconds before curiosity over took her. When she turned around she was face to face with a very attractive guy. To her surprise he wasn’t the typical Delirium guy. Jacquelyn’s thoughts were bouncing all over the place and were interrupted by the stranger.

“Hi,” he said squatting down and folding his arms on top of the table. Jacquelyn was surprised he didn’t take the usual approach and yell in her ear trying to be heard over the music.

“Hi,” Jacquelyn answered with a small smile.

“I noticed you sitting here by yourself and was wondering if you would like to dance,” he asked politely.

“I’d love to, but I can’t,” she motioned to her friends’ things, “sorry.”

“That’s okay. You can’t exactly leave everything here and expect it to stay there,” he said with a genuine smile. “Would you like some company while you’re waiting for your friends to come back?” He asked with a hopeful look in his hazel eyes. Jacquelyn looked him over while considering her answer. He had been polite and friendly and she wasn’t receiving any type of creepy vibe from him.

“Sure, I’d love some,” she replied sliding farther into the booth that surrounded the table allowing him to sit next to her.

“I’m Zac, by the way,” he said extending his hand in her direction.

“I’m Jacquelyn,” she returned the smile that was playing across his face. “Most people call me Jac though.”

“Jac?”

“Yup, that’s what they call me.”

“You do know that’s a guys name right?” Zac questioned jokingly.

“Yea, they call me that because I’m so manly.” Jacquelyn said attempting to lower her voice making her sound more like a guy but she only succeeded in making herself laugh. Zac shook his head laughing lightly.

“So what else should I know about you?” He asked running a hand through his short dirty blonde hair.

“Well, I could probably beat you up,” she said looking him up and down, “yea I definitely could.”

“Is that so? I’ll just take you’re word for it. Anything else?” he questioned.

“I don’t know,” Jacquelyn answered while her fingers tapped out a beat on her glass.

“What do you play?”

“What do you mean, what do I play?” Zac pointed to her fingers.

“You’ve been tapping on your glass since I came over. The only people I know who do that play an instrument.”

“Yeah, I play guitar. My brother taught me.”

“What about you? Do you play anything?”

“The drums, a little guitar and some piano.”

“Wow, that’s kind of impressive.”

“Kind of?” he asked expecting more of a reaction.

“Well I can’t say it’s really impressive because I haven’t heard you play,” Jacquelyn smiled taking a sip of her drink. “You don’t usually come here do you?”

“No, I don’t. Is it that obvious?”

“Not really, just most of the usuals won’t sit down and have a conversation with you after they get turned down.” Jacquelyn paused, carefully eyeing Zac, “Why exactly did you want to sit here with me instead of finding some other girl to dance with?”

“Well to tell you the truth this isn’t exactly my scene,” he replied glancing around the club, “my cousins really wanted me to come and dragged me with them.”

“Oh”

“Yeah, I thought I’d give the whole club thing a try and that’s when I saw you walking back over here. Then when you said no I had company and a reason not to be badgered by my cousins about why I’m not dancing with ‘all the hot chicks’ as they put it.” Jacquelyn laughed lightly,

“Do you not like ‘hot chicks’?”

“I have nothing against ‘hot chicks’,” Zac said laughing, “But I’m not the type of guy to hit on a bunch of girls. I like getting to know people. That’s why I asked if you wanted some company.”

“Good reasons, as long as you aren’t implying I’m not one of these ‘hot chicks’.” Jacquelyn laughed after Zac got a scared look on his face. “I’m joking you don’t have to say anything.”

“Okay,” he said pointing to his empty beer bottle, “I’m going to go get another drink. Do you want something?”

“Um sure,” Jacquelyn reached for her purse.

“It’s on me, what would you like?”

“Another Long Island Iced Tea would be great. Are you sure you don’t want any money?”

“Yes,” he answered walking towards the bar. While Zac was at the bar waiting on the drinks Alex, Drew, Kaitlin, and Hayley came back to the table and sat down.

“You haven’t been to lonely without us have you?” Hayley asked.

“No, actually I’ve been having a really nice conversation with this guy.”

“Where’s this guy?” Alex asked protectively

“Chill Mr. Overprotective,” Kaitlin interjected.

“He’s over at the bar getting another drink. He’s coming back so be nice.” Jacquelyn said directly to Alex and Drew. The group of friends fell silent as Zac approached the table.

“Here’s your drink,” he said setting it on the table, “I guess I’ll just go find my cousins.”

“No, why don’t you stay. You just bought me a drink I’m not going to make you leave just because my friends came back.” Jacquelyn whispered into Zac’s ear. He sat down next to Jacquelyn and glanced somewhat nervously at her friends.

“Guys this is Zac. Zac this is Hayley, Drew, Kaitlin, and Alex.” She said pointing at each friend as she introduced them.

“Hi,” Zac said accompanying a small smile.

“Hi,” the group chorused. The group chatted for the next hour or so until Hayley yawned.

“I’m tired; do you guys want to leave soon?”

“In a little while,” Jacquelyn said pushing Zac out of the booth and then standing up. “I owe someone a dance.” She grabbed Zac’s hand and led him to the dance floor. They danced for a few songs before Zac’s phone started vibrating. He glanced at the screen before saying,

“It’s my cousin. He probably wants to leave. I’ll walk you back to the table and say goodbye to everyone.”

“Okay,” Jacquelyn smiled slipping her hand in his again. They made their way back to the table. Zac said a quick goodbye to the group. Jacquelyn turned to him, “I had a really nice time talking to you tonight, thank you for keeping me company.”

“Anytime, maybe I’ll see you next time I visit my cousins.”

“Maybe,” Jacquelyn said playfully. Zac leaned down and kissed Jacquelyn gently on the cheek.

“Bye Jac.”

“Bye Zac.” Jacquelyn sat down at the table and watched Zac walk away. When he was out of sight the inquisition began.

“Please tell me you got his phone number,” Hayley said.

“No I didn’t,” she shrugged.

“Jacquelyn Leigh! I can’t believe you.” Kaitlin practically yelled.

“Look, I had a good time talking to him but he was visiting his cousins which means he’s from out of town. He could be from California for all I know, no more questions. Okay?”

“Fine,” Kaitlin and Hayley shrugged.

“Are we all ready to go now?” Alex asked.

“Yea I’m tired,” Kaitlin yawned. They grabbed their coats and then piled in Alex’s car. The traffic was a little better on the way home but the drive still took twice as long as usual. The girls decided to stay at Alex’s house instead of having him drive them home. While the girls were finding clothes of Alex’s that they could sleep in Alex and Drew pulled all the extra blankets and pillows out of the linen closet. Twenty minutes after arriving home everyone was settled on the floor of Alex’s living room ready to fall asleep.

“Goodnight,” Alex said.

“Goodnight,” everyone answered.

What Do You Have To Say? - Music: My First Favorite Band

Mon, 10 Sep 2007 17:16:46 GMT

What was the first band you became a fan of?

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Hanson, they were my first favorite and they are still my favorite. They have evolved and grown in their music and have been in the business for like 15 years and been on the international radar for 10 years and are still in their 20's. find a group as talented who can say they did that

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Wed, 08 Aug 2007 18:47:52 GMT

so i pretty much suck at updating on time. I've been busy the last week and a half and then last night i thought it was monday night. I'm finally updating so here's chapter 7 enjoy. if you read please leave a comment with your thoughts i'm really curious about what everyone thinks

The next morning Jacquelyn woke abruptly. Her cell phone was blaring “Me and My Gang” by Rascal Flatts, which could only mean one thing.

“What do you want Kait?”

“Don’t make any plans for tonight we’re all going out” Kaitlin nearly squealed.

“Okay,” Jacquelyn replied yawning, “but did you have to call me so early to tell me this?”

“Early? It’s one o’ clock.”

“No, its not.”

“Yes, it is Jac. Buy a watch or something.” Jacquelyn pulled the phone away from her ear and opened her eyes to read the time.

“Damn. Why was I still sleeping? I went to sleep early last night.”

“Well, you had to deal with all you’re relatives yesterday and I’m sure you ate a ton of turkey.”

“Oh shut up,” Jacquelyn laughed.

“Either way you’re going to be well rested for tonight!”

“Yeah, what time are we going?” Jacquelyn questioned.

“Hayley and I will be at your house around eight thirty to get ready and I told the boys we’d pick them up around ten.”

“Sounds good,” Jacquelyn paused, “as long as I’m not the DD.”

“Don’t worry Hayley already told Alex it was his turn to drive.”

“Okay good, well I should probably get up so I’ll see you later.”

“Bye Jac.” Kaitlin replied before ending the phone call. Jacquelyn reluctantly rolled out of her bed and headed towards the bathroom to shower. Her father greeted her when she entered the hallway.

“Good morning sleeping beauty,” he laughed.

“You’re so funny dad,” Jacquelyn replied shaking her head. “Oh, the girls are coming over tonight to get ready. We’re going out and Alex is driving.”

“Okay, I’ll warn your mother.” He yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

Jacquelyn spent the rest of the day just lounging around the house. Hayley and Kaitlin showed up a little earlier than planned.

“Jac!” Kaitlin yelled as she walked into the Taylor household.

“You’re two favorite people are here,” Hayley announced as they walked into the living room where Jacquelyn was watching television.

“Hey,” Jacquelyn answered climbing out of the chair, “Why don’t we go upstairs and start getting ready since we’re never on time for anything.”

“Sounds good,” Hayley laughed, “So what are we going to do with you’re hair Jac?”

“Absolutely nothing,” she replied walking into her room, “last time you touched my hair I had to go to the salon the next day to get it fixed.”

“Oh quit exaggerating,” Kaitlin quipped, “I need to shower so I’ll be in your room in a couple.” When Jacquelyn walked into her room she quickly moved her guitar from her bed to its stand next to her desk, providing Hayley with somewhere to sit.

“Thanks,” Hayley said before flopping down on her best friend’s bed. “Now what are you going to wear tonight?”

“I don’t know does it really matter?”

“Of course it matters!” Hayley exclaimed, “now sit I’ll find you an outfit.”

“Yes ma’am,” Jacquelyn replied sarcastically.

“Oh, hush,” Hayley muttered as she searched Jacquelyn’s closet for the perfect outfit. Jacquelyn flopped onto her bed and ignored Hayley’s muttering. “Ooh!” Hayley shrieked.

“What did you find?” Jacquelyn asked her words muffled by the pillow she was laying on.

“You’ll see,” Hayley replied. Jacquelyn lifted her head from the pillow and tried to see what Hayley was holding in her hand but it was blocked by the closet door.

“Why does what I wear matter so much tonight?”

“It always does.”

“Whatever you say,” Jacquelyn said shaking her head. Hayley quickly found the rest of Jacquelyn’s outfit. After setting it on the bed she continued to search for her outfit. By the time Kaitlin entered the room Hayley was already dressed in her dark blue jeans, a red low cut v-neck spaghetti strap top which she borrowed from Jacquelyn and black high heels.

“Ooh, someone’s dressed to kill,” Kaitlin laughed as she walked into the room.

“You know it,” Hayley replied before plugging in her curling iron so she could emphasize some of her curls. “Jac, are you gonna get up or dressed anytime soon?”

“Last I checked I was still dressed.”

“Smart ass,” Kaitlin and Hayley muttered simultaneously.

“And yes I’ll get up in a couple minutes.”

“Good,” Hayley answered beginning to curl select strands of hair and then pinning the front strands back so just a few curls framed her face. While Hayley finished doing her hair Kaitlin got dressed in her black pants, a metallic silver halter top with a draped neckline, and black flats.

“Kait,” Hayley began calmly, “when are you going to let me borrow that top?” she almost shrieked.

“Sometime when I’m not wearing it,” Kaitlin smiled while putting her silver hoop earrings on. “Are you almost done with the curling iron?”

“Just finished,” Hayley replied as she pinned the last curl in place.

“Good,” Kaitlin remarked unplugging Hayley’s curling iron and plugging in her hair straightener. She impatiently tapped her foot waiting for the flat iron to heat up before quickly running it through her already straight hair. “Yes, I know my hair is already straight,” she answered Hayley before she could ask like usual; “it makes my highlights stand out more.”

“Whatever you say, Blondie,” Hayley giggled running out of the room before Kaitlin could retaliate. Kaitlin laughed as she poked Jacquelyn.

“Are you going to get up?”

“Mhmm,” Jacquelyn mumbled into the pillow.

“We’re almost ready, we just have to do our make up and if you don’t get up we’re going to start on you.”

“I’m up, I’m up,” Jacquelyn declared suddenly wide awake, I don’t need any of your help. Last time was bad enough.”

“Bad? Last time wasn’t bad at all”

“Are you kidding me? I was dressed like the biggest slut and the only guys that came anywhere near me that night were the ones no one wants coming near them.”

“I’m sorry,” Kaitlin shrugged, “Your outfit isn’t slutty this time, so you should at least let us do your make up.”

“I’ll think about it,” She replied glancing at the clothes laid out next to her for the first time. Kaitlin was right they were clothes she might have picked out herself. She shook her head when the thought crossed her mind, of course she wouldn’t have picked them she always tries to blend in. Wearing a pastel orange tube top would be the farthest thing from blending in.

“Earth to Jac? Are you in there?” Kaitlin asked waving her hand back and forth in front of her best friend’s face, “You okay? You spaced.”

“I was just thinking, I guess.”

“Okay,” Kaitlin eyed her suspiciously, “you’ve got to start getting ready though we’re meeting the boys in like forty-five minutes.”

“Okay.” Jacquelyn stood up and stretched trying to shake of her tiredness. Picking up her clothes she walked to the bathroom so she could change and brush her teeth. She passed Hayley, who was sitting in the hallway petting Bailey, and laughed. Hayley poked her head into Jacquelyn’s room a couple minutes later.

“Is it safe to come in yet? I need a mirror to do my make up”

“Why do you need make up, you’re the one with a boyfriend. Yes, it’s safe.” Kaitlin laughed quietly.

“I do like to look pretty for my boyfriend,” Hayley responded sitting down in front of the mirror.

“You know he would still think you’re absolutely gorgeous if you wore sweats all the time. I know too because he’s told me like a billion times.”

“Oh shut up,” Hayley blushed, “I can still get dressed up though. I’m sure Alex doesn’t mind.” The girls finished getting ready in silence with the radio on a local top forty station in the background. “Where’s Jacquelyn? Did she fall in the toilet or something?” She asked as Jacquelyn walked into the room.

“No I didn’t fall in the toilet,” she remarked sarcastically.

“Jac you look so pretty!” Kaitlin shrieked.

“Thanks,” Jacquelyn said quietly while looking at herself in the mirror. She didn’t see what was so pretty. She thought her dark blue jeans, pastel orange tube top, and matching flip flops were cute. While she was in the bathroom she had curled her hair, which now fell a few inches above her shoulders. She thought her hair looked nice curled, but nothing spectacular. She shrugged and turned to her friends, “you can do my make up I guess.”

“Yay!” They both yelled. Jacquelyn just rolled her eyes and sat down on her bed waiting for the madness to begin. It took a few minutes because both Hayley and Kaitlin had to put the finishing touches on their make up. For Kaitlin that was her signature pink lip gloss. She never wore a ton of make up only a little concealer if she needed it, some bronzer, black eyeliner and mascara. Hayley liked to wear more make up when she went out because she rarely wore any make up otherwise. Tonight she decided on the smoky eye with dark eye shadow along with red lip gloss and a little blush.

Jacquelyn sat on the bed anxiously waiting to see what she was going to end up looking like tonight. The only time she ever cared about what she looked like was when she was going out with Hayley and Kaitlin. No matter how hard they tried they simply couldn’t convince Jacquelyn she was just as pretty, if not prettier, as they are. Kaitlin and Hayley didn’t really understand what had brought around this change in their friend. In high school she had been just as outgoing as they had. She always wanted to dress up when they went out. Now it was almost the complete opposite. They noticed things started to change when she started dating Aaron from her school. Jacquelyn and Aaron had broken up at the end of spring semester, but Jacquelyn still wasn’t back to her old self.

Jacquelyn spared them the details of what happened between her and Aaron. She couldn’t figure out how she let it get so bad and she didn’t want her friends to worry about what was in the past now. The only one in their group who knew was Drew. That was because they attended Oklahoma State University together and he was the person she called when she needed a shoulder to cry on. Jacquelyn hated bringing it up with Drew now because she could see that he was still worried about her and she didn’t want him to worry anymore, he had done enough of that in the year and a half that she dated Aaron.

“We’re done!” Hayley said shaking Jacquelyn from her thoughts. “Go look,” Hayley said curious to see what her friend thought. Jacquelyn was surprised to see a toned down version of Hayley’s smoky eye, except with a golden brown eye shadow, a little blush and her favorite pink lip gloss.

“Thanks guys,” she smiled, “it looks great.” The trio quickly cleaned up Jacquelyn’s room. As they were leaving the house there was a chorus of goodbyes directed at Jacquelyn’s parents. Jacquelyn had told her parents earlier that they would be staying at Alex’s for the night since he was driving. The girls piled into Hayley’s mustang and were off to Alex’s house.

Chapter 6 Chapter 8

You thought you had control of me...

Fri, 27 Jul 2007 01:41:08 GMT

hey sorry I didn't updated tuesday the power outage kind of interferred with that and then i totally forgot to yesterday so here's chapter 6 (finally) I don't know when I'll have more because I've been dealing with a small case of writers block but i have one more chapter completed so if i write anything over the next few days chapter 7 will be up on tuesday. So enjoy this chapter and keep an eye out for more soon. And please leave a comment with your thoughts (you dont have to be a live journal member) I would really appreciate it! have a great weekend!!

Jacquelyn was greeted with the smell of a turkey in the oven when she awoke the next morning. She stretched her arms out bumping into the lamp on the stand next to the couch. A confused look graced Jacquelyn’s face as she opened her eyes and realized she wasn’t in her bed. The events of the night before quickly flooded back to her, tossing aside the blanket Jacquelyn made her way up to her sister’s room. She gently knocked on the door before entering the room. She was greeted by their black lab, Bailey, as she trotted over to Jacquelyn waiting to be pet. Jacquelyn scratched behind Bailey’s ear before the dog wandered out of the room. Erin was still sleeping, but Jacquelyn decided she needed to be woken up. She had learned many years ago that the best way to go about doing this was to jump on the foot of the bed. Erin was vicious when she was woken up and being at the foot of the bed usually kept Jacquelyn out of harm’s way. As Jacquelyn began jumping on the bed Erin slowly came to.

“What the hell Jac?” Erin mumbled.

“Time to get up, it’s Thanksgiving and people are going to be here in like four hours which means Mom is going to start her cleaning in about 20 minutes. You know she’ll recruit us to help.”

“Ugh. Do I really have to get up? It’s only 8.”

“Yes, you do,” Jacquelyn replied a smile spreading across her face, “and I’m getting the first shower.” She finished before leaving the room.

“Whatever,” Erin sighed as she rolled out of her bed.

“Oh,” Jacquelyn said poking her head back in the room, “we have to talk later, after everyone leaves though.”

“Okay,” Erin said not entirely sure what they had to talk about.

Jacquelyn and Erin were in the kitchen cleaning up when the last guest, their grandmother, left.

“Thank goodness,” Jacquelyn sighed.

“You’re telling me,” Erin replied putting away the last dish. After a long day filled with food and relatives both girls were exhausted.

“How do sundaes and a movie sound to you?”

“Ugh, I don’t know about sundaes I’m really full.”

“You know you can’t turn down vanilla ice cream and hot fudge. Why don’t you go pick out a movie and we’ll watch it in your room this time.”

“Okay, my room in five and don’t forget the ice cream.” Erin laughed as she walked up stairs.

Ten minutes later Jacquelyn found her way into Erin’s bedroom; her hands full with two bowls of vanilla ice cream covered in chocolate syrup and whipped cream.

“So what are we watching tonight?” Jacquelyn asked.

“I couldn’t decide between The Notebook and The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. So you pick.”

“Definitely the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants you know I don’t like The Notebook much.” Jacquelyn answered while situating herself on the bed. Erin put in the DVD and grabbed the remote off her TV stand before joining her sister on the bed.

“Thanks for the ice cream,” Erin said with a mouthful of ice cream, chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Jacquelyn just laughed and started the movie. The girls enjoyed the first half hour of the movie and their ice cream in silence. Once the ice cream was finished the girl talk ensued.

“So,” Jacquelyn began, “how was your date last night?”

“It was fantastic,” Erin answered as a smile spread across her face. “Jake is such a sweetheart. I wish you would have been here when he picked me up so you could have met him.”

“Yeah, but hearing dad’s new boyfriend speech another time could have made me crazy. I’m sure I’ll meet him over Christmas break if he’s as great as you make him seem.”

“Hopefully,” Erin replied, “where did you go last night?”

“Kaitlin and I went to DJ’s. What about you?”

“We went to DJ’s too,” Erin paused, “but you knew that already didn’t you?” She finished eyeing her sister.

“Yeah, I did. We saw you on our way out.”

“And you didn’t say hi because?”

“You guys were busy.”

“Oh,” Erin giggled as she realized what her sister was hinting at, “Yeah I guess we were.”

“Just be careful, okay?”

“I will be. Why are you so anti-guy lately?”

“I’m not anti-guy,” Jacquelyn replied using air quotes around her sister’s words.

“Well then what is it? You haven’t had a boyfriend in forever and that’s so not like you. Ever since you were allowed to date it was one guy right after the next.”

“Yeah, I know but did that do me any good? I never dated a nice guy when I was going from one guy right to the next. I’ve just needed some time for myself. I want to make sure I find a nice guy but I haven’t met anyone who’s caught my attention and who is a genuinely nice guy.”

“I think you’re not telling me everything, but I’m sure you have a good reason. I know you’ll find a nice guy soon. What I really don’t get is why you seem so against me dating Jake.”

“I’ve dated so many guys like Jake and I know what they’re capable of. I just don’t want anything to happen to you.”

“What do you mean like Jake? He’s not the stereotypical popular jock. He’s a really nice guy and I wish you’d at least wait until after you meet him before deciding what you think about him.”

“Okay, I’ll do that. Just promise me you’ll be careful.”

“I will I always am.”

“Good,” Jacquelyn replied before both girls turned their attention to the remainder of the movie. Jacquelyn stood up after the credits finished rolling across the screen. “Goodnight,” she yawned.

“Goodnight,” Erin replied as Jacquelyn left the room. Seconds later Erin realized Jacquelyn had left her ice cream bowl in the room. Erin shook her head and laughed as she picked up the bowls and brought them downstairs. After changing into her warm pajamas Jacquelyn climbed under her comforter and easily fell asleep.

Chapter 5 chapter 7

Tue, 17 Jul 2007 23:29:35 GMT

well its tuesday so that means a new chapter! Here is chapter 5. I don't really have much more to say but if you read you should leave a comment because feedback is amazing! Enjoy

After spending the afternoon with her mother Jaquelyn called Kaitlin to make plans for dinner. Jacquelyn had spent most of the day in her house and didn’t want to stay in all night. She especially wanted to miss Jake Austin showing up to take Erin out. The last thing Jacquelyn needed was to hear her father’s ‘new boyfriend’ speech. Jacquelyn and Kaitlin decided to meet at DJ’s, a local hamburger joint, at five; which ensured that Jacquelyn wouldn’t have any chance of running into Jake. Jacquelyn had dated plenty of guys like Jake while she was in high school. She hoped for her sister’s sake that Jake was different. When Jacquelyn and Kaitlin met at DJ”s the restaurant was already beginning to fill up. The two girls began talking immediately after the waitress showed them to a table.

“So,” Kaitlin began, “what did you do all day?”

“Well I woke up at Drew’s around eleven then I went home and hung out with my mom all afternoon and now I’m out to dinner with one of my best friends.” Jacquelyn answered, “What about you?”

“Well for starters I woke up in my own bed.”

“Oh shut up,” Jacquelyn laughed.

“And then I did absolutely nothing since I didn’t have to go into work.”

“Do they even know you’re home for Thanksgiving?”

“Nope, and it’s a wonderful thing.” Kaitlin remarked. “Now, what’s with the whole you staying at Drew’s thing?”

“Well after we left I was yawning a lot on the way to his house and he was worried. He didn’t want me falling asleep so he asked me to stay. I said I was fine and then yawned again. He called my house and left a message then we went to sleep. That’s it, end of story and no ‘thing’”

“Uh huh. I’m telling you he has more feelings for you than you think he does.”

“No he doesn’t. We dated like eighth and ninth grade and we realized we were better friends.”

“Okay, whatever you say.” The next few minutes were filled with silence until the waitress returned to take their orders. “So if nothing is going on with you and Drew what’s your reason for this little trip to DJ’s? We only come here when something is up, so spill it.”

“It’s nothing, really,” Jacquelyn answered. Kaitlin simply stared at her best friend waiting for a better answer. “Ugh, fine. Erin is going out with a new guy tonight and I didn’t want to deal with the ‘new boyfriend’ speech and then the ‘why don’t you have a boyfriend’ questions.”

“Who’s the guy?” She questioned.

“Jake Austin, whoever that is. Apparently he plays football, basketball, and baseball.”

“Sounds like Mr. Popularity to me,” Kaitlin commented.

“Yeah, that’s kind of what I’m worried about. I mean you saw some of the losers I dated in high school and how many of them were popular jocks.”

“I know but you can’t hold every athlete or popular guy to those horrible expectations. I know it’s cliché but everyone is different.”

“I hope so for Erin’s sake,” Jacquelyn muttered. Their food arrived shortly after Jacquelyn’s last statement. The rest of their time spent at DJ’s was filled with light conversation and reminiscing. When they were leaving the restaurant Jacquelyn caught sight of something that made her feel sick, Erin and her date were making out in a corner booth. She wanted to run over and pull her out of the booth. She wanted to make sure Erin didn’t make the same mistake she did, but Jacquelyn knew she couldn’t make her sister’s choices. Jacquelyn and Kaitlin said goodbye in the parking lot. Jacquelyn then went home and sat in the living room waiting for her sister to get home.

When Erin returned home she found Jacquelyn asleep on the couch. She glanced at the clock and saw it was later than she had thought. Erin tiptoed over to the linen closet. She was greeted with a squeak as she opened the door. She reached in quickly and pulled out a blanket before swiftly shutting the door. The blanket fell on top of Jacquelyn as Erin successfully unfolded the blanket without waking Jacquelyn. Erin climbed up the stairs towards her bedroom. She slid under her warm blankets after changing and fell asleep at once.

Chapter 4 Chapter 6

Wed, 11 Jul 2007 18:28:48 GMT

Hey everyone! sorry I didn't update last night I was exhausted. I started my job on monday so i've been getting a lot less sleep. Anyway, here's chapter four, check it out and leave a comment (you don't have to be a member to leave a comment it will just show up as annoymous so include your name). And if you havent seen it yet there is a special update that you should check out. enjoy!

The drive to Drew’s house was silent. Both Drew and Jacquelyn were caught up in their own thoughts. Jacquelyn yawned as she pulled into Drew’s driveway. Drew glanced at the clock, it was quarter of twelve.

“Jac, why don’t you stay over? It’s late and you’re tired.”

“I am not,” Jacquelyn replied fighting another yawn.

“Yeah right,” Drew said skeptically reaching for her phone. He dialed the number to Jacquelyn’s house and left a message on the answering machine stating that Jacquelyn was spending the night. “Now you can stay and you’re parents won’t be worried.”

“Fine,” Jacquelyn sighed before turning off her car. “I don’t have anything to sleep in though.”

“Since when has that ever been a problem?” Drew questioned.

“Good point,” she replied following Drew into his house. The pair walked upstairs quietly as not to disturb Drew’s parents and younger brother. Jacquelyn turned on the light after walking into Drew’s bedroom and shutting the door. Drew had pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt for Jacquelyn to wear to bed. He then left the room to allow Jacquelyn to change while he brushed his teeth and changed as well.

Jacquelyn was sitting in the chair next to Drew’s desk when he returned. Drew tossed his clothes on the floor before climbing into bed.

“Are you coming?” He asked when she didn’t move towards his bed.

“I suppose,” she said turning off the light before climbing under the comforter with Drew. “Night Drew,” Jacquelyn said before settling into Drew’s bed.

“Goodnight Jac,” Drew said before rolling over to face the wall. Jacquelyn fell asleep within five minutes while Drew was having difficulty sleeping. He rolled over again, noticing Jacquelyn was asleep he lightly kissed her forehead like he did every time she spent the night. Drew fell asleep several minutes later with his arm protectively draped over Jacquelyn.

The next morning Jacquelyn was woken up by the sunlight slipping between the blinds on the window. She quietly slid out from under Drew’s comforter and arm. The clock on the desk read eleven a.m. Jacquelyn knew if she wasn’t home soon her parents would begin to worry, even though they knew she spent the night at Drew’s house. She quickly searched for a piece of paper and pen. When she found them she quickly wrote Drew a note and left it on his desk. Jacquelyn picked up her clothes before exiting Drew’s room and going to her car.

“Hey Mom, I’m home,” Jacquelyn yelled as she entered her house through the garage door.

“Okay Jac,” her mother replied from the laundry room. Jacquelyn shook her head and smiled, even on days when her mom did not have to teach she was always doing work. Jacquelyn walked into the laundry room,

“Mom, I’ll do that.”

“No, it’s okay,” Mrs. Taylor replied turning to face her daughter. “Why don’t you go shower? Then I can throw Drew’s clothes into the wash too.”

“Okay,” she replied tossing her clothes from the previous day into the hamper before leaving the room.

“Oh, Jac.”

“Yes Mom?” Jacquelyn responded as she peered around the door.

“Thanks for having Drew call last night, I really appreciate it.”

“It’s no problem,” Jacquelyn assured her mother.

Jacquelyn entered her bathroom and immediately turned on the fan. She started the shower then brushed her teeth allowing time for the water to heat up. When the water was warm enough for her, Jacquelyn stepped into the shower. She stood there letting the water soak into her hair while she attempted to clear her head. When her hair was saturated, Jacquelyn picked up her coconut shampoo and proceeded to wash her hair. Jacquelyn stepped out of the shower a half hour later. She quickly dried off and wrapped the soft, lime green towel around herself before exiting the bathroom. Jacquelyn took the next hour getting ready. Following that she started the last load of laundry for her mother. She then made herself and her mother peanut butter and fluff sandwiches for lunch. They ate lunch while watching The Price Is Right, like they did whenever they had a day off from school.

Chapter 3 Chapter 5

special update

Sun, 08 Jul 2007 22:07:22 GMT

I was bored today and since it was raining and I wrote 6 pages of the story last night I decided to put together a character page. Enjoy and come back on tuesday for the next chapter. If you want to know who the pictures are really of just leave a comment and I'll answer it on here :-)

Jacquelyn Taylor

Erin Taylor

Mrs. [Anne] Taylor

Mr. [Justin] Taylor

Kaitlin Mitchell

Hayley Crawford

Drew Fisher

Alex Robinson

Jake Austin

Kara Marshall

Madeline Jackson

Joshua Miller

Zac Hanson

the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star

Tue, 03 Jul 2007 03:19:19 GMT

Here is chapter 3 I got stuck writing tonight so I thought I'd put the next chapter up and see if that inspires me. This one is a bit longer than the last couple like i promised :-) So enjoy and please leave some comments because feedback is wonderful!

After helping her parents clean up Jacquelyn declared that she was going out for the night. She hugged her mother and father before she climbed into her car and put her favorite cd, Gutterflower by the Goo Goo Dolls, on blast. Jacquelyn was excited for a night out with her high school friends. Even though they had all been away at college for three years now, Jacquelyn still wasn’t accustomed to missing them so much. She missed their nights out, or in, every time she was alone. Tonight, they were going out to her favorite coffee shop but she had to pick up Drew first, like always.

After the short, winding, familiar drive to Drew’s house Jacquelyn turned her music down as she pulled into the driveway. She put the car in park and honked her horn 4 times, like she had done since she began driving and picking Drew up. At the end of the long driveway the front door of the house slowly opened and a handsome young man stepped outside pulling the door shut behind him. Drew was dressed in his typical attire; that is when he wasn’t just wearing a t-shirt and basketball shorts; he had on dark blue jeans and a light blue, striped, button down shirt. Drew jogged towards the car after checking to make sure the front door was shut tightly. When he reached the car he opened the door and climbed quickly inside, not wanting to let in the cold November air.

“Hey Jac,” Drew said placing his hands over the heater to warm them up.

“Hi Drew, you know there is a reason they made sweatshirts, jackets, and gloves right?”

“Yes, but it’s just a hassle once I get somewhere,” he smiled.

“Fine, I guess I’m never going to win this one,” Jacquelyn replied leaning over to hug her friend.

“Nope,” Drew said before placing his still cold hands on Jacquelyn’s lower back.

“Drew! You suck,” she shrieked before slapping him playfully. Drew pulled down the passenger visor and sighed while Jacquelyn began to back her car out of the drive way. “Why do you always feel the need to check your hair when you get in my car?”

“Because,” Drew said leaning to the side to check his reflection in the side mirror; since there wasn’t a mirror in the passenger visor, “one of us has to look good. Why don’t you have a mirror in the passenger visor anyway?”

“You’re lucky I like you. What good would a mirror in the passenger visor do me? I never sit there so it wasn’t a top priority when I bought the car. I’ll be sure to think of you next time.”

“Good,” he said leaning back into his seat after he finished fixing his hair.

“Really though, you’re hair never looks any different after you ‘fix’ it.”

“Sure it does,” Drew said feigning shock, “you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, okay, do you want my make-up now too?” She asked before sticking her tongue out at her passenger.

“Ha ha, you’re so funny,” Drew remarked sarcastically.

“I know,” Jacquelyn smiled. The rest of the car ride to the coffee shop was silent except for Drew trying to find a good radio station, which according to him was impossible.

When Jacquelyn pulled into the small parking lot next to the coffee shop she wasn’t at all surprised to see the other half of their group, Kaitlin, Alex, and Hayley, sitting on Hayley’s blue mustang waiting for them. This was their usual Tuesday night hang out and it had been since they had accidentally discovered it in high school. Jacquelyn, Drew, Kaitlin, Alex and Hayley all exchanged hugs before walking into Coffee Injection. As the five some walked into the coffee shop the usual customers and the girl working behind the register offered a few waves. The new comers watched as the group of friends found their usual table and ordered their coffee. The group began to catch up while they waited for their two vanilla chais, decaf coffee, hot chocolate, and water.

“You know,” Hayley said as she began pulling her shoulder length, dark brown, curly hair into its typical ponytail, “I wonder if some things will ever change.”

“What are you talking about?” Kaitlin asked while staring at her friend waiting for a response.

“Obviously,” Alex began, “She means that we have been coming here for the last six years.”

“And we always order the same thing,” Drew and Jacquelyn said simultaneously interrupting Alex. The group roared with laughter only to be silenced by the arrival of their drinks.

“Yeah,” Alex said before sipping his decaf coffee, “some things never change.”

“Would you really want them to?” Kaitlin inquired reaching out to mess up Alex’s curly, blond hair. He quickly swatted her hand away and in return messed up her long blonde hair. “Ugh,” she shrugged attempting to fix her hair and glaring at Alex, “you suck.”

“I know I try.”

“You’re very good at it Alex,” Hayley added. The group’s light banter filled the coffee shop for the next three hours. It was eleven thirty when the group decided to leave after some polite hinting by the waitress that it was closing time. Alex, Hayley, Jacquelyn, Drew, and Kaitlin said goodbye on the way to their cars then quickly climbed inside before the warmth of the coffee shop vanished into the cold night air.

Chapter Two Chapter Four

Just about as happy as I can be

Fri, 29 Jun 2007 18:52:46 GMT

Here is Chapter Two! I wanted to get it up quickly since chapter one was so short. This one is kind of short too but I swear the chapters will get longer. So enjoy and don't forget to let me know what you think :-)

She reached her house fifteen minutes later and caught sight of her mother watching for her from the window. She knew her mother worried about her but she never realized how much until now. She pulled into the drive way and turned off the engine. She ran towards the door of the two story house, with grocery bags in tow, not wanting to be drenched by time she got inside. The door was pulled open from the inside by a petite woman in her mid-fifties with slightly graying brown hair and bright blue eyes.

“Hey Mom, thanks,” the girl said when she entered the house.

“Your welcome Jacquelyn,” she smiled warmly, “I see you took the long way home.”

“Yes I did,” Jacquelyn replied answering her mother’s unasked questions. Jacquelyn only took the long way home after visiting her brother’s grave. They put away the few groceries Jacquelyn had picked up at the store while discussing what they should make for dinner. After they decided on spaghetti, Jacquelyn began to remove the ingredients for the sauce from the mahogany cabinets next to the stove. The kitchen was silent as they prepared dinner.

Five minutes before the spaghetti was ready Jacquelyn hollered to her sister, “Erin, come help me set the table please!”

“Coming,” Erin replied as she walked into the kitchen. The seventeen year old began putting the dishes on the table. Her short, blonde ponytail was moving side to side as she walked back and forth between the table and the cabinets. Her bluish green eyes sparkled playfully as she smiled from ear to ear.

“What are you so happy about?” Jacquelyn questioned.

“Jake Austin asked me out today,” Erin beamed.

“Who’s Jake Austin?” Erin and Jacquelyn’s father, Justin, asked as he entered the kitchen.

“Well,” Erin began, “he’s a senior, he plays football, basketball, and baseball and he’s the guy I’m going out with tomorrow night”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, really,” Erin laughed.

“And what are the two of you going to be doing?”

“Dinner and a movie.”

“How cliché,” Jacquelyn piped in.

“Oh, Jacquelyn, leave your sister alone,” her mother said playfully swatting her with the old, blue and green plaid hand towel that was thrown over her shoulder.

“As long as I get to meet him first,” her father said. Erin rolled her eyes but silently nodded her head. “That reminds me, Jacquelyn.”

“Yeah Dad,” she said closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, preparing herself for the one question she dreaded every time she came home.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Nope,” she answered briefly hoping to avoid further questions on the boyfriend topic.

“Really, hasn’t it been like two years since you’ve had a boyfriend? I don’t remember you going that long without a boyfriend since before we let you start dating.”

“Yeah, it has been two years. No big deal though.” Jacquelyn was trying to think of anyway to change the topic but nothing was coming to mind. Just as her father was about to ask another question the timer on the stove started to buzz, signaling that dinner was ready.

“Thank goodness,” Jacquelyn muttered under her breath. She did not want to delve deeper into the reasons she does not have a boyfriend. Not only would it bring up a range of emotions she had already dealt with once earlier in the day and did not want to face again, but she would have to tell her parents everything that she had been keeping from them for the past two years. Doing so would only ruin one of her nights at home for Thanksgiving break. To Jacquelyn’s relief the rest of dinner went smoothly.

Chapter One Chapter Three

A New One

Thu, 28 Jun 2007 20:21:22 GMT

After a long time I've finally gotten rid of my writer's block :-) The result is a story that I am a little under half way finished. I couldn't wait any longer to being putting chapters on here. I know it's kind of short but the chapters will get longer. I just thought it was a good stopping point for now. So without putting it off any longer here is the first chapter of Start Living, Again. I'd include some kind of summary or something close to that but I'm horrible with those so it'll just be a surprise. Enjoy and feel free to leave your thoughts, I really like knowing what you think.

She walked slowly along the gravel pathway that was covered in crunchy orange leaves. The crisp November breeze blew softly through her light brown hair. She wrapped her navy blue sweater tighter around her stomach as she sat down on the cold semi-frozen ground.

“Hey AJ,” she whispered quietly, “it’s me.” She sat quietly, waiting; as if she was expecting someone to answer her. After a few moments she continued, “ I was thinking about you a lot today so I wanted to come visit, especially since I go back to school in a couple of days. I really miss you, you know. I hope you do. You’ll never guess what I realized yesterday. You’d be so proud of me.” She began to play with the ring on her left middle finger. It was a simple band made of silver. “I forgot his birthday,” she whispered so quietly her words were immediately swept away in the wind. “I know it isn’t the biggest thing, but it felt so nice when I realized I had forgotten. I was so happy and I immediately wished that I had someone there to share it with. I don’t think anyone other than you would really understand though. Drew and Kaitlin might, but I knew you would. It’s just such a great feeling to finally be letting go and knowing I don’t have to pretend all the time anymore.” She closed her eyes and smiled slightly. She took a deep breath before continuing, “I should probably be going. I just ran to the store for Mom and I think they’re waiting for me to eat dinner. You know how they are about being late. ‘If you’re early you’re on time, if you’re one time you’re late, if you’re late don’t bother coming.’” She laughed softly as she recalled the memory before standing up. “Bye AJ, I love you,” she said resting her hand on the headstone, “I’ll probably come back before I leave but if not I’ll be back in a couple of weeks.” She turned to walk away. As she looked back one last time she whispered, “I miss you,” as two tears rolled down her cheek. She walked quickly back to her green, two door, 1997 Pontiac Sunfire. She hadn’t realized how cold it had gotten in the short amount of time she had spent talking with her brother. Just as she reached her car it began to rain, which if it kept up would be snow in a couple of hours. When she was driving away she put on AJ’s favorite cd, (What’s the Story) Morning Glory by Oasis. As she drove along the back roads, taking the long way home like always, she began to sing along with the title track.

All your dreams are made, when you're chained to the mirror and the razor blade. Today's the day that all the world will see another sunny afternoon. I'm walking to the sound of my favorite tune, tomorrow never knows what it doesn't know too soon.

Chapter Two

Sun, 01 Apr 2007 18:51:39 GMT

So, like I promised here is the new story :-) I originally intended this to be a short story but the few people who have read it said I should really make it into a long story. I'm considering it so let me know what you think.

Hanfic: Yes

Main Hanson: Isaac

Word Count: 1,145

Been There Before

I walked into the dimly lit bar and threw myself onto the stool next to some stranger. I quickly ordered a screwdriver from the bartender. I needed to stop thinking as soon as possible. I glanced at the person sitting on the stool next to me out of the corner of my eye. He quietly downed his shot and then ordered another. I continued to look at him; there was just something that sparked my intrigue. I couldn’t figure it out until he downed his second shot and ordered a third. I had finished about half of my screwdriver when his third shot arrived.

“What’s that, three in three minutes?” I asked. He looked over at me, noticing me for the first time. His eyes were bloodshot, making it evident that he had been crying, and he looked completely broken. “Cheers?” I offered. He chuckled lightly.

“I guess you could say that,” he said before raising his shot glass in my direction. He swallowed his shot, “I’m Isaac.”

“Amy,” I said offering a small smile before finishing my drink. “Next round on me,” I suggested.

“Sure,” Isaac replied.

“What do you like?”

“Whatever gets me drunk at this point.”

“Southern Comfort it is,” I said signaling to the bartender. In a few seconds we both had a double shot of Southern Comfort sitting in front of us. We both swallowed our drinks and sat there in silence while the alcohol began to take over. I ordered another screwdriver enjoying the feeling of my cheeks beginning to flush from the alcohol in my system. We sat there drinking in silence until we both finished our mixed drinks. “Would you want to get a table?” I ventured. He eyed me warily before replying,

“Sure.” We ordered two drinks, a beer for him and a long island ice tea for me, and found a table in the far corner of the bar. We sat in silence for a couple minutes casually sipping our drinks.

“So,” I said trying to start a conversation.

“So,” he replied. I racked my brain trying to think of questions that wouldn’t be considered prying.

“What brings you to the,” I quickly glanced around the room looking for the name of the bar, “Rack?”

“It was the closest bar and it beats the alternative.” He said taking another swig from his bottle of beer.

“And what exactly is the alternative?” I asked noticing some hurt in tone. He didn’t answer right away and I took this as a sign that I had pushed too far. “If you don’t want to answer I totally understand. I mean I wouldn’t want to go bearing my soul to a complete stranger that I met in a bar.”

“No, it’s okay. The alternative would be going home to my empty apartment and drinking my self into a stupor on my couch. Drinking here is turning out to be a much better night.” Isaac said offering me a genuine smile for the first time that night.

“Well at least you’re smiling now.” I said before taking another drink of my long island ice tea. “What would make you want to get that drunk on your couch?”

“Relationship problems,” he answered very curtly.

“Sorry, girls suck.” I said before taking another sip of my drink.

“Me too,” he said raising his glass to his lips.

“Want to talk about it?”

“No, not really” He replied. “What brings you here?”

“It’s close to my work and I just finished my shift. And not thinking for a while seemed really appealing”

“I know this isn’t going to help with the not thinking thing but do you want to talk about it?”

“No, not really, the only thing I have to say about it is that boys are dumb jerks. No offence.”

“It’s okay, none taken.” Isaac said while I finished my drink. Silence overtook the table once again. I couldn’t handle the silence for much longer than a couple of minutes before I surrendered to the need to fill the silence.

“What do you do?” I asked.

“I play guitar in a local band,” he stopped talking long enough to finish his beer and signal for another one, “and I own a music store down town.”

“Band?” I repeated trying to figure out if I had ever seen him play before.

“Yea, I doubt you have ever heard of us we’re still relatively new to playing shows around here.”

“Well, you might be surprised. Where have you played?”

“We play Jack’s every Thursday night and we’ve played at Hurleys a couple of times. That’s pretty much it though.”

“I’ve been to Jack’s once or twice on a Thursday. What’s the name of the band?”

“Chasing Grace”

“Really? I was there when you guys played last Thursday.”

“Well, what did you think?”

“You guys were really good; I liked the songs a lot.”

“Thanks. Where do you work?”

“I’m the manager at the Borders a few blocks up.”

“Nice.” Isaac said before opening his new beer.

“Yeah, I enjoy it. Is that your last one for the night?” I asked pointing at his beer. Even with complete strangers and when I was drunk I was still the “mom.” Isaac laughed,

“Yes, mom”

“Good and I can’t believe you’ve figured out my nickname already.”

“I’m a good guesser.”

“That’s always good to know.”

“Yea, I’m going to go call a cab for myself do you want me to get you one too?”

“That would be fantastic.” Isaac said finishing off his beer. When I stood up I found myself to be more than a little wobbly. I used the empty chairs to guide myself to the bar and asked the bar tender to call two cabs. After Isaac and I paid for all of our drinks we headed outside to wait for our cabs. “It was nice having company tonight.”

“Yeah, it was. We should definitely do this again some time”

“Could I get your number so I can call you sometime next week to make plans?”

“Sure, its 389-3290, but how about we make plans now?”

“Okay, what do you have in mind?”

“Well, are you playing next Thursday?”

“Yea we are.”

“Then how about I go watch you guys play and we can get drinks afterwards.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Isaac said as the first cab pulled up. He opened the door for me and instructed me to climb in since he didn’t want me waiting by myself. After I was in the cab, he leaned in and gave me a hug. He shut the door and stepped back from the curb. I quickly rolled the window down,

“Goodnight Isaac.”

“Goodnight Amy.” He replied as I waved when the cab pulled away from the curb.

Long Time Gone...

Sun, 01 Apr 2007 06:32:14 GMT

Well, its been about 8 months since I really even looked at this. Unfortunately, I had one of the worst cases of writer's block. The other day I finally got over it and I wrote a short story. I've also started a longer story and hopefully I'll have some of that up soon. I'm going to put up the short story, Been There Before, at some point tomorrow.

As for One of Those Things, I am taking a hiatus from that until I can think of a new ending because the one I was originally planning ended up seeming really teeny-ish and I didn't like it. Hopefully something will pop into my head soon.

Now since its 2:30 in the morning I should probably get some sleep. Look out for more updates soon!
<3 Tawnya

Wed, 19 Jul 2006 04:44:32 GMT

Hey everyone! I've finally started writing a new story so I thought I should post the first chapter.

Hanfic: Yes
Main Hanson: Zac
Title: One of Those Things

ONE OF THOSE THINGS

“How did I end up here, again.” Whitney silently asks herself as she sits at the bar. She orders a drink before glancing over her shoulder. She is looking for her friends who are dancing in the middle of the dance floor. She turns back towards the bar as the bartender places a drink in front of her. Whitney slips the bartender a tip before taking a sip of her drink. After being at the bar for some time, and finishing her drink, she turns to watch her friends enjoying themselves on the dance floor. While watching her friends, Whitney is trying to figure out how her friends always manage to convince her to go out to a club with them. She always gives into her friends, even though she has never really enjoyed going clubbing. Every time they go out she spends most of the night sitting at the bar by herself. Before leaving to go out Whitney tries to convince herself that tonight will be different. She tells herself that tonight she’ll enjoy dancing with the girls and most importantly that she won’t be sitting at the bar by herself all night. By time they arrive at the club all of the confidence that Whitney builds up before leaving is gone. This results in her sitting at the bar sooner every time she goes out. Ending up at the bar always confused Whitney because if there is one thing she dislikes more than going to a club it’s sitting at the bar. While watching her friends, a reminder of why she hates sitting at the bar began talking to her.

“Is your father a robber, because somebody stole the stars out of the sky and placed them in your eyes.”

She just rolls her eyes and stands up. Whitney walks into the bathroom and leans against the cool tiled wall. She closes her eyes and lets out a deep breath. Whitney turns to look at herself in one of the bathroom mirrors. She stands there just staring at the reflection of a girl who most people would consider beautiful or pretty but she just can’t see it. The girl Whitney sees in the mirror has dull, light brown hair that isn’t able to decide if it wants to be curly or straight. The girl also has typical green eyes and an unnoticeable tan, from being out in the sun. She sees a girl who is a little too skinny.

When anyone else looks at Whitney they see a tall, slender, athletic looking girl with light brown, wavy hair that has natural, honey colored highlights, bright green eyes, and a perfect tan, not one of the orange variety. Every day she wishes she could see what her friends see, but she doesn’t think she’s pretty enough for people to say nice things about her. It is difficult for her to see herself worthy of anything good about her or for her. The problem is continues to build upon itself everyday. The cause of the problem is that her previous four boyfriends all cheated on her. Despite what her friends and family say Whitney believes that she is the reason all of them cheated. Which is the reason she does not date very often anymore. She has almost completely given up on finding a nice guy. Her friends do not like that she has given up, so they take it into their own hands to set her up on blind dates and to drag her out to clubs to meet guys. Tonight was one of those nights.

In the past three months, since her twenty-first birthday, coming out to the club has been more enjoyable for Whitney because she has been able to legally drink. Before her birthday her friends would buy her drinks but that required her trying to drag them off the dance floor first. Now she spends her time at the bar instead of sitting at a table by herself and she gets hit on by some of the creepiest guys. The door to the bathroom swings open pulling Whitney from her thoughts. She looks herself over one last time. She adjusts the bottom of her aqua blue tank top so that it covers the top of her black pants before exiting the bathroom. After leaving the bathroom she looks for a table to sit at so she can avoid the guy with the bad pick up lines. She found a table by the dance floor after a few minutes of searching. She was sure that her friends would be able to find her at the table when they stop dancing.

Only a few minutes after finding a table, Whitney finds her way back to the bar to order another drink. The bartender quickly makes her drink. She takes her drink and begins walking back towards her table. Before making it back to the table one of her blue flip flops slides off of her foot. She continues walking towards her table while looking down so she can slip her flip flop back on. Without realizing it Whitney walks into someone. She looks up to find herself staring at a tall, muscular guy with semi-long, shaggy brown hair and hazel eyes.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” Whitney finally manages to spit out.

“It’s okay,” He says, while smiling, before heading towards the bathrooms.

Whitney slips her flip flop back on and walks back to her table. While sitting at the table by herself, Whitney finds her mind beginning to wander. She can’t help but think about the guy she bumped into walking back from the bar. She can not stop thinking about his eyes or his smile. She definitely thinks he’s cute and he seems nice. She quickly stops herself from thinking about him because she knows that she doesn’t have a chance with him. The distraction she wants quickly appears at the table. Her friend, and roommate, Erica sits down at the table with her.

“So what are you thinking about?” Erica asks her.

“How do you know I’m thinking about anything?” Whitney replies smartly, trying to avoid answering Erica’s question.

“Ooh,” Erica squeals, “It’s a guy, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Whitney responds staring into her drink.

“Sure you do. Now who is it?” Erica asks.

After a few minutes of silence Whitney cracks, “I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I don’t know who he is. I bumped into him on the way back from the bar, literally.”

“Literally? Like you walked into him?”

“Yeah,” Whitney says slightly embarrassed, “But it’s not like I would even have a chance with him.”

“Why wouldn’t you?” Erica asks confused.

“You didn’t see him and a guy like him would never be interested in me.”

“Whitney, I don’t know how many times I have to tell you this for you to actually believe it, but any guy would be lucky to have you. You are an amazing girl. Don’t let those jerks and what they did affect your view of yourself or other guys. Just think about going to find that guy. I mean really think about it, you never know what you might be passing up if you don’t. And from the way you talked about him he seems pretty cute so go for it.”

“Okay I will, but I can’t guarantee anything.”

Whitney sits completely still at the table watching her friend walk back out onto the dance floor. Whitney was thinking about what Erica said. Why should she let her ex-boyfriends ruin her chances with another guy. She knows Erica is right but just can’t find the courage within herself to go look for the guy. She sits at the table trying to gather up all her courage so she can go look for him and talk to him. She takes one last glance at her friends out on the dance floor before beginning to slide out of her seat at the table.

“Excuse me?” He says standing next to her table.

“Hi.” She says and waits for him to continue.

“Is anyone sitting with you?” He asks

“No,” She answers quickly.

“Would you like some company?” He asks smiling at her again.

“Sure, I’d love some.” Whitney replies sliding back into her seat. He takes a seat next to her then extends his hand for her to shake.

“Hi, I’m Zac.”

“Hi, I’m Whitney,” She says while shaking his hand, “Sorry, again, for bumping into you.”

“It’s okay, if you didn’t I’d still be sitting by myself while my brothers are dancing. This is much more enjoyable already,” He says smiling widely.

Thu, 08 Jun 2006 22:24:15 GMT

Here is chapter 12. Its the final chapter so enjoy and please leave a comment with your thoughts, and remember you don't have to be a member to leave one and please leave your name with your comment. Thanks to Danielle and Melissa for commenting :P THanks for all the comments throughout the entire story everyone!

“Hey Bryce,” a female voice hollered. Bryce immediately stepped away from Jason.

“Hey Livie,” Bryce said walking towards the stereo so she could turn it off.

“Who’s this?” Livie asked pointing to Jason. Bryce turned around to answer.

“An old friend. Jason, Livie. Livie, Jason.”

“Hi,” Jason said

“Hey,” Livie replied winking at Jason.
“Bryce are you ready to run those errands?” Jason asked practically begging to leave.

“Yeah, lets go,” Bryce said grabbing her money and her cell phone, “Bye Livie.”

“It was nice meeting you,” Jason said as he and Bryce walked out the door. Bryce and Jason walked silently down the side walk for a couple minutes before Jason finally broke the silence. “What was up with your roommate?”

“What do you mean?” Bryce asked.

“She winked at me,” Jason answered, “it was weird.”

“Oh, that’s just how Livie is she will flirt with anything that can talk.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” Jason asked.

“No, not really,” Bryce said, “you know what?”

“What’s that?” Jason asked.

“It really amazes me how quickly things can go back to how they were.”

“I know what you mean,” Jason answered.

“I’m glad its like that though, “ Bryce said smiling and reaching for Jason’s hand.

“Me too,” Jason said squeezing Bryce’s hand lightly. Bryce and Jason finished running errands with very little conversation between the two of them.

“Finally done,” Bryce said as she and Jason walked out of the last store. “Do you want to go get some lunch?” Bryce asked.

“Sure,” Jason answered, “oh, wait, I don’t have any money.”

“Don’t worry about it, my treat.” Bryce began pulling Jason in the direction of her favorite restaurant. During their lunch, Jason and Bryce talked continuously, but not about anything of importance. After lunch, Bryce and Jason walked to the park near Bryce’s apartment. They found an isolated bench and sat down to talk. “When do you have to leave?” Bryce asked.

“Later tonight,” Jason answered

“Oh, I guess I better start telling you what I want you to know now then.” Bryce said smiling.

“Only if you want to,” Jason said seriously.

“I do want to. It is just kind of hard. So, you wanted to know why I left without saying goodbye or even telling you that I was leaving, right?” Jason simply nodded not wanting to interrupt. “About a week before graduation my cousin called and told us that two of her friends were looking for a third roommate and I decided to move in with them and work until school started. I didn’t tell anyone, not even Hayden, I guess I didn’t want to ruin the last week of school. I’m not exactly sure. I was going to say goodbye, I really was, until the graduation party.” Bryce paused for a while. When she didn’t continue Jason spoke up.

“Why didn’t you say goodbye to me?” Bryce took a few moments to compose herself before answering.

“I didn’t say goodbye to you because when I finally found you at the party you had some blonde hanging all over you and you weren’t doing anything about it besides putting your arm around her.” Bryce said more angrily than she intended.

“Wait, what girl?”

“I don’t know. I walked in saw you talking to RJ and Dan and that girl was all over you so I left.”

“I was taking to RJ and Dan. Where was I?”

“In the backyard.”

“You didn’t check to see who it was?”

“No, I was upset, you know that I immediately thought of what you’re brother did to me.”

“I know, but you shouldn’t have because I’m not my brother and I would never, ever, do anything like that to you. Do you want to know who the girl was?”

“Yes,” Bryce answered quietly.
“It was Meredith, Dan’s cousin. I’ve known her since she was born, she’s 15 now I think.”

“Oh,” Bryce said feeling slightly foolish. Jason noticed this and immediately pulled Bryce into a hug.

“Don’t worry about it. I understand that you thought something was going on between Meredith and I, but you won’t ever have to worry about that. I’m not my brother.”

“I know, I was stupid.”

“No you weren’t stupid, you’re still hurt, and that’s okay.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Me too,” Jason said, “How about we forget about that, it was just a misunderstanding anyway.”

“Okay,” Bryce replied. After Jason realized that Bryce wasn’t continuing to talk he began to speak.

“Have you given any thought to my second question?”

“Yeah, I’ve thought about it a lot.” After sitting on the bench for at least five minutes Jason urged Bryce to continue.

“Tell me what you think.”

“Well, I’m not sure,” Bryce said honestly.

“What are you not sure about?” Jason asked.

“I don’t know if it would work.” Bryce sighed and covered her face as a few tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Is there anything you are sure about?” Jason asked.

“Yes,” Bryce answered simply.

“What’s that?”

“I’m sure that I still want you as my friend and I’m sure that I still have feelings for you. I just don’t know if there is anyway to make it work.”

“Why don’t you think we can make it work?” Jason asked taking hold of Bryce’s hand.

“Because we are living in two different states. We’re going to two different colleges. We would never see each other.”

“I could come visit you some weekends and you could come visit me too, I’m sure your family wouldn’t mind that.” Bryce laughed lightly as she wiped the tears away from her eyes.

“I guess, but I’m still not sure.”

“I know you are scared about what will happen because of Rich. You know I would never cheat on you, ever. If you are still worried we can just see what happens.”

“What do you mean?” Bryce asked confused.

“Well, we can just be friends for the time being. We can catch up and rebuild our friendship. We can visit when we want or talk whenever we need to. Whatever we need to make our friendship better because that’s the most important thing. If we get our friendship worked out I’m sure we can figure out how to handle the dating thing again.”

“Okay,” Bryce answered, “friends again?”

“Definitely.” Jason said giving Bryce a hug. Shortly after that Jason and Bryce left the park and walked back to Bryce’s apartment. They ate a quick dinner then Bryce drove Jason back to his hotel so he could check out and get his things. After the hotel, Bryce drove Jason to the airport. She sat in the terminal with him waiting for his plane to be called. When it was they shared a tearful goodbye. Jason promised to call her when he got home and waved goodbye as he walked out of sight. Bryce headed back to her apartment to finish her homework and to wait to hear from Jason that he made it safely home.

The next couple of months passed quickly for Bryce. Jason had come to visit her twice when he had a long weekend. Bryce had visited him when she went home for a few days for Thanksgiving. Bryce was driving home for Christmas break when her cell phone rang. Bryce pulled over to the side of the road and put the car in park before answering her phone. “Hello”

“Hey Bry”

“What’s up Jase?”

“I just wanted to see when you were coming home”

“I’m on my way right now actually. How about I call you when I get into town?”

“Okay, sounds good. Talk to you later.”

“Bye.” Bryce hung up her phone and pulled back out onto the road. Bryce was still several hours from Detroit so she put in her favorite cd to make the time go faster. 9 hours, 6 cds, 2 bottles of water, 3 rest stops, 2 and a half tanks of gas, and one number 3 from Burger King later Bryce finally arrived home. When Bryce walked into her house Jason was already sitting there. She gave him a tight hug, “Why are you here already, I didn’t call you?”

“Because you didn’t call and I thought you would be home by now.”

“Oh, so you were worried,” Bryce said carrying her stuff towards her room.

“No,” Jason said, “well maybe just a little.” Bryce laughed as she tossed her things on her bed. “Want to go do something?” Jason asked as Bryce collapsed on her bed along with her bags.

“Like what?” Bryce mumbled, “I’m tired.”

“Like making our count down to Christmas calendar,” Jason suggested. Bryce sat up as she spoke.

“I suppose I could handle coloring.”

“Okay, its all over at my house.”

“You can drive,” Bryce said quickly. Bryce and Jason spent the rest of the night making their Christmas calendar, even though there were only 5 days until Christmas Eve which is when they exchange presents. The five days passed quickly because Bryce had to finish her Christmas shopping. She had the hardest time trying to find a gift for Jason. While she was shopping for her mother an idea popped into her head about what she could get Jason for Christmas.

On Christmas Eve Bryce and Jason attended mass with their families and met up afterwards for dinner. After dinner they walked back to Bryce’s house. They went up to Bryce’s room which was lit up with Christmas lights and had various decorations all over. They decided to exchange gifts in Bryce’s room. After arguing over who was going to open their gift first Bryce gave up and told Jason she would open hers. Jason pulled a small box out of his jacket and handed it to Bryce. Bryce looked at the small box and then at Jason before she unwrapped it. When Bryce opened the box she found a small silver bracelet with a charm on it. The charm was a small heart. Bryce gave Jason a hug while telling him, repeatedly, how much she loved the gift. After a few minutes Bryce walked over to her bed and opened up her bag. She pulled out a similarly sized box to the one Jason had given her. She walked back over to Jason and handed him the box. Jason stared at it for a minute or so trying to figure out what was inside. He shook it, but it made no noise. After a few more minutes he decided to just open the box. When he opened the box all that was inside was a small piece of paper. Jason picked up the small piece of paper and unfolded it. Once it was unfolded it read, “Jase, do you know what the best Christmas gift would be?” Jason stared at the paper confused. Finally he said, “what would be the best Christmas gift?” Bryce smiled and draped her arms over Jason’s shoulders.

“The best Christmas gift would be being able to say that I am going out with the sweetest, kindest, and best guy ever.” Bryce kissed him gently and then pulled back to wait for his response. After a few moments without Jason saying anything Bryce said, “Jase?” Jason just smiled.

“Yes, that would be the best Christmas gift, especially since it means I could say I’m dating the sweetest, kindest, and most amazing girl.” Jason kissed Bryce softly before hugging her. “I have to go home since its late but I will call you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay.” Bryce said letting go of Jason. Jason was walking out of Bryce’s bedroom when she said,

“Jase, I’m glad things are back to how they were.”

“Me too, night”

“Night,” Bryce said as she watched Jason leave. Then she climbed into her bed and fell asleep quickly. Bryce was finally completely happy and she knew that she could forget about the past and focus on her future with Jason.

Sun, 28 May 2006 23:49:04 GMT

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Bryce opened her eyes the next morning and quickly had to cover them because of the sunshine coming in through the blinds. She rolled over and reluctantly climbed out from under her warm blankets. Bryce grabbed her sweatshirt off the floor and threw it on. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans, a light yellow tee shirt, and a white zip up hoodie. She grabbed the clothes and headed to the bathroom. She climbed in the shower and quickly washed her hair. After she was done she dried off and slipped into her clothes for the day. She towel dried her hair and brushed her teeth. When she walked out of the bathroom she smelt coffee and pancakes. She walked into the small kitchen and saw Jason putting pancakes for both of them on plates. “Good Morning” Bryce said getting out a couple forks and the syrup.

“Hey” Jason said as he walked to the sink to rinse off the pan.

“Thanks for making breakfast.” Bryce said handing Jason his fork and the syrup as he walked over to the small table in the corner of the kitchen.

“Your welcome.” Jason said as he poured the syrup on his pancakes.

“These are really good,” Bryce said, “When did you learn to cook”

“When I found out some food came with instructions.” Bryce laughed,

“Oh, now it all makes sense.”

“Ha, Ha, you are so funny.”

“I know” Bryce said before eating the last bite of her pancakes. “Do you have anything you have to do today?”

“No, do you?”

“I have to run a couple of errands but that’s it.”

“Oh okay,” Jason said, the disappointment was evident in his voice.

“Do you want to come with me?” Bryce asked while getting up and walking towards the sink. A smile immediately appeared on Jason’s face.

“Sure. But I kind of need to go to my hotel to shower and change.”

“How far is it from here?”

“Probably like fifteen or twenty minutes”

“Why don’t you just shower here and wear the same clothes?”

“I suppose I could do that,” Jason replied.

“Good I’ll go get you a towel,” Bryce said walking out of the kitchen. Jason got up and rinsed off his plate before following Bryce down the hallway. “Here, Jase.” Bryce said handing him the towel and his jeans that she had hung up to dry the night before.

“Thanks, Bry,” Jason said walking into the bathroom. Bryce walked back into the living room and saw the blankets, pillow and mugs from the night before. She decided to clean up a bit. First she walked over to the stereo and turned it on to the mix cd she had made recently. The song that came blasting from the speakers was “Tucked Away” by the Goo Goo Dolls. Bryce began to dance around and sing along as she picked up. Bryce took the mugs into the kitchen and rinsed them out. Then she folded the blankets and set them on the top of the pillow. She put the blankets and the pillow away in the closet and then began to put everything else back into place. She didn’t notice Jason standing in the hallway watching her until the song changed to “All or Nothing” by O-Town and she went to change the song. “Don’t change it,” Jason said as he walked towards Bryce.

“I didn’t realize you were there,” Bryce said laughing lightly, “Why don’t you want me to change it?”

“Because I want to dance with you,” he said offering Bryce his hand. Bryce reluctantly took Jason’s hand. Jason pulled her closer to himself, and placed her hands on his shoulders, before putting his hands on her hips. At the beginning of the song Bryce and Jason looked like they were at a junior high dance, there was enough room between them for another person. As the song progressed the space between Bryce and Jason lessened to almost nothing. When the song ended Bryce and Jason stood in the middle of the living room holding each other. A few seconds after the song ended the front door swung open.

Chapter 12

Sun, 21 May 2006 00:23:14 GMT

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Then Bryce’s dream took her back to the day of her and Jason’s graduation. The seniors had to be at school an hour before the ceremony was supposed to start. Bryce and Jason got there a little early so they wandered around the school for a few minutes. As they were walking into the cafeteria, where all the other seniors were, Jason put his arm around Bryce and kissed her cheek. Everyone was lining up within 15 minutes of arriving. Before they knew it the ceremony was over. Bryce and Jason talked to some of their friends before heading back to Bryce’s house for a small family party. Later that night Bryce and Jason were meeting up at the class’ graduation party. Bryce started to get ready an hour before she was supposed to leave for the party. When she was finally dressed she had on a short denim skirt with a light green halter top under a white sweatshirt with green flip flops. All she had on for make up was mascara and a little lip gloss. On the way to the party Bryce got stuck in traffic, by time she got there she was a half hour late. Bryce tried to find Jason but had no luck so she stopped to talk to some of her friends. While she was talking to Hayden she saw Jason out of the corner of her eye. He was talking with a girl that Bryce didn’t recognize. As Bryce walked over to Jason she saw Jason put his arm around the girl as she put her head on his shoulder and slipped her arm around his waist. Bryce turned around and rushed past Hayden and the rest of her friends. Hayden followed Bryce out to her car and climbed in the passenger’s side.

“Bryce, what happened?”

“Jason was with some other girl”

“Who was it?”

“I don’t know but they had their arms around each other” Bryce said before starting to cry. Hayden tried to comfort Bryce but was having no luck.

“Bryce why don’t you let me drive you home and we can come get your car tomorrow”

“I can’t I’m leaving for Connecticut tomorrow”

“Leaving?” Hayden asked extremely shocked.

“Yeah, I’m moving into an apartment with a couple roommates and working until school starts”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because we just decided last week when my cousin called me and said that two of her friends were looking for a third roommate for their apartment that’s a little under an hour away from campus”

“But you still didn’t tell me”

“I know I’m sorry, I tried but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I didn’t tell anyone other than my parents”

“oh”

“You can come visit me though” Bryce said smiling a little

“Okay, lets go back to your house and I’ll help you finish packing”

“Okay, thanks” Bryce said hugging Hayden before she backed out of the drive way and headed back to her house. Bryce and Hayden were up most of the night packing all of Bryce’s things. The next morning Hayden helped Bryce pack everything into her car. Bryce dropped Hayden off at the party so she could get her car. Then Bryce drove to Connecticut and moved into her new apartment.

Chapter 11

Thu, 11 May 2006 01:40:43 GMT

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The next part of Bryce’s dream was prom. Bryce woke up early the day of prom because she had an appointment to get her nails done at 9:30. Bryce left the nail place at 10:30 with her new French manicure. Next Bryce went to her hair appointment. Bryce was having her hair curled and pinned up, with some pieces of hair left out to frame her face. It took close to an hour and a half for Bryce’s hair to be done. Bryce stopped at the flower shop on her way home from her appointments to pick up Jason’s boutonniere. Bryce finally got home around 1. The limo was supposed to arrive at her house around 3 after it picked up Jason, Charlie, Grace, Travis, and Hayden. They were going to take pictures in Bryce’s back yard until around 4:30. Then they would drive around in the limo for about a half hour before heading to Applebee’s where they and some of their friends rented out the party room from 5 until 6:30. After dinner they would head to prom, which was from 7 until 11. The procession was at 11 and usually lasted until midnight. Bryce at lunch and finally started to get ready at 2. Bryce finished her make up and putting on her jewelry around 2:30. Bryce wasn’t going to get into her dress and shoes until right before 3, but her mom wanted to take pictures. Bryce got into her dress and was ready for pictures by 2:45. When her mom was done taking pictures all Bryce had to do was wait for her friends to arrive. Bryce decided to wait in the living room so she could watch television. She set her purse, which matched her silver shoes, on the coffee table along with her camera and Jason’s boutonniere. The limo arrived at 3, just like they planned. Bryce greeted her friends with hugs as they came in the front door. Charlie and Grace were followed by Travis and Hayden who were followed by Jason. Bryce grabbed Jason’s boutonniere off the table and quickly pinned it on his tuxedo. She then hugged him and quickly kissed him. Jason slipped Bryce’s corsage on her wrist. Then Jason took Bryce’s hand as they walked out to the backyard. Jason leaned down and whispered in Bryce’s ear.

“You look so pretty Bryce”

“Thanks, Jason, you look very handsome too”

“Thanks.” Jason said holding the door open for Bryce. When they went outside Hayden, Travis, Grace, Charlie and Bryce’s mom were all talking.

“So, do you want to take the pictures now?” Bryce asked as she and Jason got closer to the group. First Bryce’s mom took pictures of all 3 couples separately. Then she took pictures of the 6 of them together. Then she took pictures of the girls and then finally of the guys. The pictures were finally finished at 4:25. They all said goodbye to Bryce’s mom before getting into the limo and heading to Applebees. They were able to just ride around for 20 minutes because Applebees wasn’t that far away from Bryce’s house. After dinner they took some more group pictures and then headed to the dance. The dance flew by and before anyone knew it, it was the last song of the night. It was “Collide” by Howie Day. Jason and Bryce danced to the song enjoying the last few minutes of their prom. During the closing notes of the song Jason leaned down to Bryce’s ear and whispered “I love you.” Bryce smiled and kissed Jason on the cheek before saying,

“I love you too.” After procession Jason, Bryce, Grace, Charlie, Travis and Hayden went back to Bryce’s house to hang out for the night. They made a bonfire and stayed outside for most of the night just listening to music and talking.

Chapter 10

Sat, 15 Apr 2006 02:25:10 GMT

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The next event that played in Bryce's dream was shopping for prom. Bryce and Jason had decided to go to prom together about a week after their first date. Prom was scheduled for the first Saturday in May. Bryce took Jason with her when she went shopping for her dress, in mid February. Bryce tried on nine dresses. Jason told her that she looked great in all of them. "Jason" Bryce said while standing in front the mirrors in another dress.

"Yeah"

"What do you think of this dress?" Jason looked up from the magazine he was reading to see Bryce standing in front of the mirrors. She was wearing a deep red satin dress. It was floor length and flared out slightly at the bottom. The dress had two inch thick straps that rested just off of Bryce's shoulders. The back of the dress that had laces the criss crossed down to the lower part of Bryce's back. "Well?" Bryce said turning around to face Jason after he didn't answer the first time. Jason was just staring at her. "Is it really that bad?" Bryce asked "I really liked this one." Bryce said stepping off the platform and walking towards Jason on her way back to the dressing room. As she passed Jason he grabbed her hand. Bryce spun around, "Yeah?"

"Do you really like this dress?"

"Yeah, it’s my favorite, out of the all the dresses I tried on"

"You should get it then."

"But I thought it didn't look good because you didn't say anything"

"No, I couldn't say anything because you look absolutely gorgeous" Jason said quietly before he surprised Bryce by gently kissing her.

"Really?" Bryce asked after Jason pulled away

"Yes, really." Bryce's smile grew wider "why don't we get your tux while we're here?"

"Okay" Jason replied. Once Jason was in his tux, which was black with a tie the same color as Bryce’s dress and a white dress shirt, he and Bryce stood together in front of the mirror.

"You both look great." The saleswoman said.

"Thanks" Bryce replied wrapping her arms tighter around Jason's waist. Jason waited for the saleswoman to leave before leaning down and kissing Bryce again.

"Do you want to leave and go somewhere else?" Jason asked quietly

"Sure" Bryce said smiling up at Jason. They both went to change and pay for their dress and tux before leaving in Jason's car. "Where are we going?" Bryce asked as she reached for Jason's hand that was resting on his thigh.

"I don't know." Jason said while squeezing Bryce's hand gently. "Is there anywhere you want to go?" Bryce considered the question for a minute or two before answering. "Not really, anywhere is fine."

"Okay." Jason said letting go of Bryce's hand so he could better control the car as he turned onto a busy street. A comfortable silence filled the car until Jason pulled into the parking spot at a local park.

"Jase what are we doing?" Bryce asked as Jason cut the engine and climbed out of the car. BRyce got out of the car as well and watched Jason walk to the trunk. After Jason unlocked the trunk he opened it and pulled out a basketball.

"How does a little one-on-one sound?"

"Well," Bryce said as she and Jason walked to the basketball court, "it sounds like you're going to get your ass kicked." Bryce finished while stealing the ball from Jason and running towards the basketball court. It was a very warm February afternoon in Detroit, this allowed Bryce and Jason to wear sweatshirts instead of heavy winter jackets. Jason ran to try and catch up to Bryce so he was already breathing heavily when he reached the basketball court. "What do you want to play to?" Bryce asked tossing the ball to Jason.

"Does five work?" He asked.

"Five is good." Bryce replied, "Okay, make it take it, rebounds off the rim have to be taken back out behind the three point line, and you get ball first." Jason tossed the ball to Bryce and she passed it back, to check it. Jason drove to the right, but Bryce was able to get him to pick up his dribble. Jason shot a fade-away baseline jumper that bounced around the rim before finally falling through the net. Bryce walked back to the three point line and waited while Jason got the ball. Jason checked it again, after calling out the score, before making a move. This time Jason drove to his left. Bryce beat him to the baseline so he used a cross-over dribble to get back towards the basket. The cross-over threw BRyce off and Jason was able to beat her to the basket and shot a lay-up, kissing it off the glass. They reset at the three point line again. After he got the ball back from Bryce, Jason fired a three point shot that was 'nothing but net', as Jason put it.

"I thought you were going to be kicking my ass?" Jason said as he jogged to get the ball.

"Just wait." Was all Bryce said before handing the ball back to him. Jason dribbled straight down the middle and put up a shot from just behind the foul line that was just over Bryce’s fingertips. It, too, fell in giving Jason a four - nothing lead.

"So," Jason said as he stood at the top of the three point line, "What do I get if I win?" Bryce considered her answer for a minute before saying,

"It's a surprise."

"Oh fine." Jason said before jab-stepping and driving left handed towards the basket. He tried to use another cross-over dribble to avoid the left handed shot but Bryce was able to swat the ball away. She then put in a left handed lay-up for her first point. They walked back to the top of the key, both of them out of breath. Bryce quickly checked the ball and drove to the left and spun around Jason finishing with a right handed lay-up.

"Two - four" Bryce said jogging back. Bryce put up a three point shot next, she missed but was able to get the rebound and put it in making the score three - four. After the ball was checked Bryce faked left and drove right. She put up a ten foot jump shot. She banked it off of the backboard and bounced it off of the rim before it finally fell through the bottom of the net. "That’s four - four" Bryce said jogging after the ball. She tossed it to Jason as she jogged back to where he was, but Jason wouldn't give it back. "Jason!" Bryce hollered as he ran to the other end of the court.

"Come get it" Jason hollered back.

"Fine." Bryce said taking off towards Jason, who was just standing still. As Bryce reached Jason he dropped the ball and let it roll back down to the other end of the court. "What was that for?" Bryce asked, but Jason didn't answer. "You were just trying to make me more tired." Bryce said laughing before turning around to head back to the other end of the court. Jason caught her hand and spun her around.

"Bryce wait."

"Okay" Bryce said unsure of what Jason was doing. Jason took a deep breath before speaking

"Okay, you know we have done the whole dating thing for the last month?" Bryce simply nodded, "well I was wondering if you would like to," Jason paused, "be my girlfriend?" Bryce was shocked; she had no idea that Jason was going to ask her to be his girlfriend, at least not anytime soon.

"Jase, I'd love to." Bryce said her smile growing bigger with every word. She pulled herself closer to Jason while hugging him. Then she tilted her head back, just a little bit, almost like she was daring him to kiss her. Jason leaned in slowly and got very close to kissing Bryce, but then pulled away. He hugged Bryce tighter and then smiled at her while he licked his lips. Bryce watched him intently, just waiting. Jason leaned in again, slower than before, and kissed Bryce gently. Bryce and Jason stood on the basketball court in Detroit, in the middle of February, kissing, and ignoring everything else around them; including the fact that it had begun to snow. They didn't seem to notice how cold it was until Bryce put her hand on the side of Jason's face in an attempt to pull him closer, but it only succeeded in causing him to jump because he hand was so cold. Bryce leaned in for on last, quick kiss before she and Jason abandoned the basketball court, completely forgetting about their game, and the ball. They walked back to Jason's car in each other's arms. Jason drove them back to Bryce's house so they could warm up. When they got there Bryce made hot chocolate and brought a cup for each of them into the living room. Jason was sitting on the couch as Bryce sat down next to him. Jason, almost immediately, put his arm around Bryce. They talked quietly while they drank their hot chocolate. After they both finished their drinks Bryce pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered Jason and herself with it. They stayed there the entire night watching movies and talking. The last movie finished around midnight but Bryce and Jason didn't get to see the end of it since they had already fallen asleep in each other's arms.

Chapter 9

Sat, 01 Apr 2006 02:07:53 GMT

Here is chapter 7. Enjoy and please leave a comment with your thoughts, and remember you don't have to be a member to leave one and please leave your name with your comment. Thanks to Melissa and Alicia for commenting :P

Bryce's dream took her forward two months, to the day before the annual winter formal. "Hey Bry." Jason said as he walked up to Bryce at her locker.
"Hey Jase."
"Jase? When did I get a new nickname?"
"Uh, now." Bryce replied.
"Okay, it works for me."
"I'm glad." Bryce said shutting her locker.
"So what are you doing this weekend?" Jason asked.
"Umm. Let's see tonight is Friday right? Well I'm doing nothing and then tomorrow I'll be sitting at home while everyone is at the formal and Sunday I think i might be doing something," Bryce paused before continuing, "nope I'll still be sitting at home." She finished sarcastically.
"Well, then how about the two of us do something Saturday night?"
"Okay, so movies at my house again?"
"No, I was thinking maybe dinner somewhere and then we could go to the movies, my treat." Jason said sticking his hands in his pockets.
"Jason are you asking me out? Like on a date?" Jason didn't say anything; instead he shoved his hands even farther into his pockets, if that was at all possible. "Jase?" Bryce said trying to get him to tell her without him feeling really awkward.
"Maybe." He said looking at his feet.
"Jase, I'd love to, whether or not it’s a date." Bryce said slipping her arm around Jason's waist. "Let's go hang out at my house."
"Okay." Jason said relaxing a little. He took his hands out of his pockets and put his arm around Bryce.
The next night Jason showed up at Bryce's around six. He rang the doorbell and Bryce opened the door. "Hey." She said while grabbing her sweatshirt and throwing it on over her green long sleeved polo shirt that she was wearing with a pair of blue jeans and green high-top converses.
"Hi," Jason replied, "you look great." Bryce smiled.
"Thanks, you do too." Jason was wearing blue jeans and a red shirt with a black zip up sweatshirt and his pair of red and white K-Swiss sneakers.
"Thanks." Jason said walking to the car. They climbed in and headed to Pizza Hut. They ate quickly because, by time they got their pizza, there was only a half hour before the movie started. When they got to the movie theater Jason bought the tickets for Bryce and himself. He then bought one large popcorn and two sodas. They sat in the back of the theater to watch the movie. Towards the end of the movie Jason, nervously, put his arm around Bryce. Bryce leaned into Jason's shoulder as much as she could, while trying to avoid the arm rest. The movie finished around 9:30, this gave Bryce and Jason an hour and a half before they had to be home. "So do you want to walk around the mall for a little while?"
"Sure." Bryce replied as they stepped out of the movie theater and into the food court. Bryce felt a little awkward because Jason would usually have put his arm around her, but he wouldn't stand within a foot of her. "Jase?" Bryce said putting her hand on Jason's arm.
"Yeah."
"What's up with you tonight?" You've been acting kind of weird, like really distant."
"I don’t know. It’s really hard to explain."
"Well," Bryce said reaching down and grabbing Jason's hand, "lets walk down to Nancy's and we can sit in there and talk, okay?"
"Okay." Jason said letting go of Bryce's hand and putting more space between them. It took a few minutes to walk to Nancy's because it was at the other end of the mall on the second level. As they walked into Nancy's Bryce said,
"Why don't you go get a table and I'll get the coffee."
"Okay." Jason mumbled as he headed to the back corner of the coffee shop. He sat down at a table that had two overstuffed pale red chairs. As Jason sat down he sunk into the chair and was beginning to relax until he saw Bryce walking towards him. Bryce handed Jason his coffee and set hers on the table so she could drag the other red chair closer to the one Jason was sitting in. After the arms on the chairs were touching Bryce sat down in the chair and curled her legs underneath her, just like she would if she were at home. Bryce took a sip of her coffee before saying anything. She set her coffee back on the table and then turned to face Jason.
"Jase? What's wrong?"
"Nothing, really."
"Something's wrong." Bryce said placing her hand on Jason's. Jason quickly moved his hand. "You can talk to me, about anything, you know that." Bryce said grabbing the blue throw pillow from behind her and placing it down in her lap.
"I know it’s just really hard to explain, especially since I'm not exactly sure what's going on."
"Jason," Bryce said getting his eye contact before continuing, "I really need you to tell me what's wrong, so will you please try?"
"I'll try." Jason said before pausing and then beginning to aimlessly play with the fraying threads on the arm of the chair. After they sat there in silence for a little while Jason finally spoke. "Bry, it’s just," Jason paused again carefully considering his choice of words, "I guess I don't know what’s happening and I don't want anything to happen that could screw up our friendship, you know?" Jason said pausing, but not asking for a verbal response from Bryce, who just nodded. They sat there silently until Bryce realized that Jason had no more to say, and then she began to speak.
"Jase." She said pulling Jason out of his trance like state. He turned toward her making sure that he gave Bryce his total attention. "I'm not exactly sure what's happening either, but I do know that it feels right." Bryce said taking Jason's hand in hers and lacing her fingers with his before continuing. "You don't have to worry about us; we'll always be friends, even if this doesn't work out. Okay?" Bryce just stared at Jason looking for some kind of response.
"Okay." Jason said quietly before gently squeezing Bryce's hand.
"Good." Bryce said resting her head on the back of the chair. After sitting there a little longer in comfortable silence Jason said,
"Do you want to walk around a little before we leave?"
"Sure." Bryce said as she stood up refusing to let go of Jason's hand. As they walked out of Nancy's Jason squeezed Bryce's hand again and pulled her closer to himself. Bryce laughed lightly which eased some of the remaining tension between her and Jason. Bryce and Jason walked around the mall for a half hour looking at the window displays and talking about random things that popped into their heads. Bryce and Jason walked around the parking lot at 10:30 just fooling around and trying to find Jason's car in the unusually packed parking lot. When they finally found Jason's car they drove back to Bryce's house. Jason shut off his car before climbing out of his car and meeting Bryce as she walked around the car towards her house. When he reached Bryce he reached out for her hand and interlocked his fingers with hers. "Jase, what are you doing?" Bryce asked giggling.
"I'm walking you to your door."
"Why? It's cold, you really don't have to." Bryce said looking up at Jason, who was a few inches taller than her.
"I know," Jason said squeezing her hand gently again, "but I want to."
"Okay." Bryce said leaning on Jason's arm as they walked up the steps to her front door. They stood just outside the door for a few minutes talking and exchanging goodbyes. The whole time they were standing there Jason held Bryce's hand in his. Bryce moved to head inside but was jerked back slightly because Jason didn't let go of her hand. "Jase, I kind of need my hand." Bryce said jokingly
"I know." He replied gently pulling Bryce closer to him. Jason stood there holding Bryce close to him without saying a word.
"Jason, I have to go inside." Bryce said, but Jason didn't respond. "Jase." Bryce said whining. After Bryce stopped whining Jason slowly leaned in and began kissing her. While they were kissing Jason let go of Bryce's hand and let both of his hands wander to Bryce's waist. Bryce wrapped her arms around Jason's neck at the same time. Jason pulled away slowly before the kiss became more than just a goodnight kiss. Jason took Bryce's hand again. He gave her hand another light squeeze while kissing her cheek.
"Goodnight Bryce." Jason said smiling.
"Goodnight Jase." Bryce said as she walked inside, with a smile mirroring Jason's on her face.

Chapter 8

Tue, 21 Mar 2006 23:57:21 GMT

Here is chapter 6. Enjoy and please leave a comment with your thoughts, and remember you don't have to be a member to leave one and please leave your name with your comment. Thanks to Melissa for commenting :P

Bryce's dream then replayed her and Rich's second anniversary. Bryce woke up that morning to her phone ringing. "Hello" she said sleepily after reaching over and picking up the phone.
"Hey." Rich's voice came through the speaker
"What’s up baby?" Bryce asked knowing that Rich usually didn't get up that early.
"Just wanted to wish you a happy anniversary and tell you that I have to stay here and study for a huge test, sorry."
"Happy anniversary to you too. Its okay that you have to stay there and study, I understand." Bryce said trying to remove and traces of disappointment from her voice.
"Okay, thanks B I have to go start studying, I love you."
"Love you too." Bryce replied before hanging up the phone and trying to get about another hour of sleep before she had to get up and go to school. The rest of Bryce's day went by normally. At lunch she brought up Rich's early morning phone call. Jason, who had just gotten his license, offered to drive Bryce the hour there and back. Bryce thanked Jason about a thousand times. After school Jason drove Bryce to her house so she could grab Rich's gift and get changed. They got to Rich's dorm around four- thirty that afternoon. Jason said he'd be back to at six-thirty to pick Bryce up or she could call his cell phone if she wanted him there at a different time. After Jason pulled out of the parking lot Bryce headed up the four flights of stairs to get to Rich's room. Bryce had only been to visit Rich once or twice but she knew how to get to his room fairly well. When she got to the fourth floor she took a left and walked down the hallway stopping in front of room 465. Bryce knocked on the door, but no one answered. She knocked again and thought she heard people moving around inside the room, but no one opened the door. Bryce knew that Rich and his roommate shared a bathroom with the people in room 463. So she decided to ask if she could go through the bathroom to give Rich his present, or at least leave it on his bed. She walked the short distance down the hallway and knocked on the door. A few seconds after she knocked a guy opened the door. He had dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Can I help you?" He asked while eyeing Bryce.
"Umm, yeah my boyfriend lives in 465 and no one's answering the door and I wanted to leave him this," Bryce said holding up the small gift she had gotten Rich, "so could I cut through the bathroom?"
"Sure." He said stepping out of the doorway to allow Bryce in.
"Thanks so much." Bryce said before stepping into the bathroom.
"No problem." Bryce opened the door to Rich's room and saw Rich asleep on his bed. As Bryce closed the door Rich began to move. Bryce decided to wait for him to wake up before saying anything. While she was waiting Bryce heard someone say Rich's name. Bryce just thought she was hearing things until the sheets slid down and revealed Rich making out with another girl.
"Rich!" Bryce screamed. Rich rolled over quickly to see who had screamed.
"Bryce, it’s... its not--"
"Don't even tell me it’s not what it looks like, because it looks like you got sick of actually having to work to keep our relationship so you gave up and you didn’t have enough guts to tell me and you found some blonde to hook up with!" Bryce turned and headed for the door.
"Bryce, wait," Rich said, "we need to talk."
"Okay, how's this for talk, we're over!" Bryce yelled before walking out. She knew Rich was going to come looking for her so she knocked on the door to room 463. They same guy opened the door.
"Hey again."
"Hi can I come in? I'll explain after." Bryce said squeezing past him. He shut the door a few seconds before the heard Rich running down the hallway trying to find Bryce. After Rich had run by Bryce sighed and sat down in the chair by the desk. She immediately began to cry. They guy walked over to her and squatted down so he was eye-to-eye with her.
"What's your name?" He asked gently.
"Bryce." She choked out.
"Bryce, I'm Justin, what's wrong?" Bryce began to wipe at her eyes.
"My boyfriend, well now my ex was cheating on me with some blonde chick and I caught them in his room, and it was our 2 year anniversary." Bryce finished throwing the gift she bought for him in the garbage. After throwing out the gift Bryce began to cry even harder. Justin gently placed his hand on Bryce's arm.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Bryce handed him her phone.
"Call Jason." Was all she said before putting her hands over her face. Justin did as he was asked and searched through the phone book until he found Jason's cell phone number and then dialed it.
"Hello." Jason said answering the phone.
"Hi, uh you don't know me but your friend Bryce is in my dorm room and is very upset and asked me to call you."
"Okay, what room are you in?"
"Room 463, in Newell House.”
"Okay, I'll be there in 5 minutes."
"Okay, bye." Justin said before ending the call.
"Thanks." Bryce mumbled before wiping her eyes again. Justin walked into the bathroom and came out with a cool washcloth for Bryce. Bryce took it and thanked Justin before putting it on her face. Justin sat down on his bed and began to make light conversation to get Bryce's mind off what had happened.
"So, Bryce, where are you from?"
"Detroit." Bryce mumbled through the washcloth, before taking a deep breath trying to calm herself down.
"That’s cool. How old are you?"
"16."
"So you're a junior?"
"Yeah."
"That’s cool." Justin said. A couple seconds later someone knocked on the door. Bryce mouthed for Justin to ask who it was before opening the door. "Who is it?" Justin asked
"Jason."
"Come in." Justin said opening the door. When he turned back around Bryce wasn’t there anymore. "Wait in here a second." Justin said shutting the door before walking over to the closed bathroom door. "Bryce," he said while knocking, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Bryce said as she opened the door. "I was just splashing some water on my face so it wouldn't be so red and puffy and I was putting your washcloth back."
"Okay and thanks." Justin said before shutting the bathroom door again. Bryce was already getting a hug from Jason
"How about we go home?" Jason asked.
"Sounds great." Bryce said. She walked over to Justin and hugged him before kissing him on the cheek." Thanks so much, for everything."
"No problem." Justin replied
"Bye." Bryce said while walking out of the room.
"Bye." Justin replied as he closed the door. Bryce and Jason walked down the four flights of stairs and out to Jason does car very quickly, neither of them wanting to run into Rich. The entire time Jason had his arm around Bryce and was trying his best to comfort her. When they got to Jason's car Bryce climbed in the back seat.
"I think I'm going to sleep on the way back." Bryce said
"Okay." Jason said while taking off his sweatshirt so Bryce could use it as a pillow.
"Thanks." Bryce said before lying down.
"Your welcome." Jason said before pulling out of the parking lot. Jason turned the car off about an hour later after pulling into Bryce's driveway. He twisted around in his seat so he could wake Bryce up. He set his hand on her shoulder and gently shook her. "Bry, wake up." Bryce rolled over to face him. "We're home." Jason said climbing out of the car and then helping Bryce out. Bryce and Jason walked in the front door of Bryce's house and immediately went up to her room. Once they got to Bryce's room she immediately climbed under the blankets on her bed and began to cry. Jason sat down on the floor right next to Bryce's bed. "Bry," he said gently, "what happened?"
"I found out that you were right about your brother." Bryce mumbled.
"What was I right about?" Jason asked confused.
"That he's a complete jerk."
"Bry, I'm so sorry, do you want to tell me what happened?" Bryce nodded her head but didn't say anything. Jason pulled the blankets down off of Bryce's shoulders. "Bryce, talk to me." He said pushing her hair out of her face.
"He cheated on me." Bryce said before starting to cry uncontrollably. Jason stood up and tapped Bryce's shoulder signaling for her to move over. Bryce slid over and Jason leaned her pillow up against the headboard then he sat down with his legs straight out in front of him. Bryce shifted around trying to get comfortable. She finally decided just to sit up next to Jason. Jason immediately put his arm around Bryce.
"I'm sorry Bry, I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better."
"Me too." Bryce mumbled into Jason's shoulder. Jason and Bryce sat there for a half hour neither of them saying a word. "Jason." Bryce said.
"Yeah."
"You should probably go home."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine." Bryce managed to say without bursting into tears.
"Okay," Jason said getting up, "call me if you need anything."
"Okay." Bryce said after sliding back under the blankets. "Night." Bryce said as Jason was heading out the door.
"Goodnight." Jason said before shutting the door. The next day at school Bryce found a single pink carnation in her locker along with a note. Bryce slowly unfolded the note and read it. 'Bry I'm sorry about everything that happened yesterday. You're too good for him anyway. Don't forget I'm always here if you need a friend. -- Jason.' Bryce smiled as she finished reading the note and folded it back up. As she was putting it back in her locker she felt someone's arm slip around her shoulders. "Who is the flower from?" Bryce turned around and hugged Jason.
"Thanks Jason."
"Your welcome." Jason said while returning the hug.

Chapter 7

Tue, 07 Mar 2006 02:07:45 GMT

Here is chapter 5, its slightly longer than the last few chapters. Enjoy and please leave a comment with your thoughts, and remember you don't have to be a member to leave one and please leave your name with your comment. Thanks to Denise and whoever else commented(please leave your name next time) for commenting :p

Bryce's dream then shifted to her first date with Rich. Rich had called about a week after the homecoming dance and asked if she was free the next day. Bryce was, so they agreed that Rich would pick her up around 7 and they would go to Charlie's for some pizza and then to the movies. The next day Bryce was pretty nervous. She began getting ready around 6 pm. She went into the bathroom and ran a flat iron through her hair several times. Then she put on a few dabs of concealer where it was needed, some brown eyeliner and a little pink lip gloss. Once she was satisfied with her appearance Bryce walked into her room so she could decide what to wear. After looking through her closet four or five times Bryce decided on a brown cami with a white knee length skirt and her favorite pair of flip-flops. On her way out of her room Bryce grabbed her necklace that had a flower made out of tiny seashells on it and tied it around her neck. When she finally made it downstairs it was 6:50 pm. Bryce's parents and younger brother, Nick, had gone to Nick's soccer game. Bryce wrote them a note saying that she was going to the movies and she'd be home around ten. She set the note on the counter, grabbed her purse with her house key and cell phone in it and headed outside to wait for Rich. As Bryce stepped outside, Rich pulled into her driveway. Bryce reached around the back of the door and turned the lock. She pulled the door shut and headed to Rich's car. She climbed in the passenger side and closed the door. "Hi" Bryce said quietly
"Hi, you look great" Rich replied
"Thanks" Bryce said blushing. The ride to Charlie's was quiet. When they got to Charlie's it was already packed, but there were a few booths open. They walked over to one and sat down. The waitress came over and took their orders, then left. Rich and Bryce talked about sports and school and a variety of other topics while they ate. After Rich paid the bill they headed to the movies. The ride there was filled with discussions about their favorite bands and singers. At some point during the movie Rich slipped his arm around Bryce. They walked out of the movie with Rich's arm still draped over Bryce's shoulders. The ride back to Bryce's house was filled with light conversation. As Rich pulled into Bryce's driveway Bryce said "I had a lot of fun tonight"
"Me too, we should do it again sometime soon"
"Are you asking me out on a second date?" Bryce asked flirting
"I believe I am" Rich said smiling
"I'd love to" Bryce said "call me" she continued before she reached for the handle on the door
"Hey Bryce" Rich said before Bryce opened the door
"Yeah" Bryce said turning to face him. Rich didn't say anything. A few seconds later he leaned in and kissed Bryce. She gladly kissed Rich back. After a few seconds rich pulled away,
"Goodnight" he said
"Night." Bryce said before leaning over and kissing his cheek then climbing out of the car and walking inside.

Bryce's dream then took her to her and Rich's first anniversary. Bryce arrived at school late that day because her alarm didn't go off. She got to school in the middle of her first class. Jason gave her a funny look as she sat down next to him "what?" she whispered
"You’re just never late that’s all"
"Oh" Bryce said before taking Jason's notebook so she could copy his notes. The day went by normally until the last class of the day. There was 20 minutes left in the class when Bryce was called to the office. Bryce left class and walked to the office. She saw Ms. Macy holding a vase filled with a dozen roses, 3 yellow, 3 pink, 3 white, and 3 red.
"Someone left these for you" she said
"Thanks" Bryce said before tanking the card and asking if she could leave the flowers in the office until after school. Ms. Macy, a long time friend of Bryce's parents, agreed and sent Bryce back to class. Bryce walked back into study hall carrying the note and sat back down next to Jason.
"What was that about?" Jason asked
"Somebody sent me flowers" Bryce said smiling
"Have you read the note yet?"
"Not yet, i think its going to make me sad because he's in Ohio"
"Just read it" Jason said, convincing Bryce that he knew something she didn't
"What do you know?" Bryce asked
"Nothing, just read it" Jason said while laughing
"Fine" Bryce said sticking her tongue out at Jason. Despite Bryce and Rich dating her and Jason were able to continue to build their friendship. Bryce opened the note. It said ' hey B, just wanted you to know I'm thinking of you today. Make sure you're home at 7 because I'm calling early. Happy anniversary babe, I love you. Love Rich' Bryce slipped the note back in the envelope. "Your brother is so sweet" Bryce told Jason
"I'm sure" Jason said sarcastically. Bryce crumpled up a piece of loose leaf paper and threw it at Jason's head. It landed on the floor so Jason bent over to pick it up and throw it back at Bryce. As he threw it the study hall teacher glanced up from her book.
"Mr. Millar, no throwing things"
"Yes ma'am" Jason said in response. Bryce started to laugh and Jason shot her a dirty look. The bell rang keeping Bryce and Jason out of trouble. After school Bryce got her flowers from the office then she and Jason walked to his house. Bryce and Jason hung out there until Bryce's mom finished work and was able to pick Bryce up. Later that evening Bryce was sitting at the computer when the phone rang. She glanced at the clock it said 7.
"Hello" she said after picking up the phone
"Hey" Rich’s voice echoed through the phone
"Hey baby" Bryce said after walking over to her bed and lying down. "Thanks for the flowers"
"You’re welcome, what are you doing right now?"
"Sitting in my room talking to you"
"Why are you sitting in your room? Is it raining there?"
"No I was just on the computer"
"Oh you should go outside, it’s gorgeous out, or at least it is here"
"Okay” Bryce said getting up and heading downstairs. "How was your day?" Bryce asked as she opened the front door.
"It’s been a long one but its getting better" Bryce closed the front door and sat down on the steps as a red corvette convertible turned onto the end of the street
"Wow nice car" Bryce mumbled
"What’s it look like?" Rich asked
"It’s a red corvette convertible"
"Wow that is a nice car" Rich said trying to suppress a laugh as the car pulled into Bryce's driveway
"It just pulled into my driveway" Bryce said completely shocked
"I know" Rich said
"You know?"
"Yeah because I'm driving it" Bryce turned off the phone and set it on the wooden steps. She ran down the brick walkway that led to the drive way. Rich was getting out of the car when Bryce reached it. Rich shut the car door then wrapped Bryce in a hug
"Happy anniversary" RIch said before pulling away slightly so he could kiss Bryce. After Bryce pulled away she said
"Happy anniversary to you too. Bryce leaned in to kiss Rich again but pulled away quickly when her dad opened the front door and said
"Bryce whose car is that?"
"It’s Rich" she hollered back "we'll be in in a minute"
"Okay sweetie" he said before shutting the door. Bryce took Rich's hand and gave him a quick kiss before leading him inside. They stopped in the living room so Rich could say hi to Bryce's parents, then they headed upstairs o Bryce's room. Bryce had redone her room since Rich was last there. It had gone from being a cream color to being an aqua color with a red stripe down the middle of each wall.
"I like your room" Rich said aw he walked in
"Thanks" Bryce said sitting down in the chair by her desk after Rich sat down on her bed
"Aren’t you going to sit with me?” Rich asked
"Oh I guess so" Bryce replied sarcastically before getting up and walking over to the bed. She sat down and leaned back against the wall next to Rich. Rich slipped his arm around Bryce and she laid her head on Rich’s shoulder and hugged his waist. Rich began to rub Bryce’s back. After a few minutes just sitting there Bryce looked up "I love you Rich" she said before gently kissing him
"I love you too B" He said between kisses. "Do you have anything planned for tonight?" Rich asked a few minutes later
"Hmm nope" Bryce said the smile on her face growing bigger
"Okay then go take a shower and I’ll pick out some clothes for you to wear and then I'll wait for you downstairs."
"Okay" Bryce said unsure of what Rich had planned. Bryce left the room and Rich immediately began searching through her closet. He pulled out a light pink polo shirt and a white skirt with a pink ribbon along the bottom and set them on her bed. Rich then grabbed Bryce's pair of pink flip-flops and set them on the floor. He left the room and went downstairs to wait for Bryce. She came walking downstairs about 15 minutes later. She peeked into the living room and said, “Are you ready?”
"Yeah" RIch said standing up and walking towards her. Rich wrapped Bryce in his arm and pulled her closer to himself. "You look gorgeous" Rich whispered into Bryce's ear. Bryce giggled and looped her arm through Rich's. They walked outside and over to the car. Rich walked Bryce to the passenger side and opened the door for her. After Bryce climbed in the car Rich shut the door and leaned over it and gently kissed Bryce. He walked around the front of the car and climbed in the driver's seat.
"Where are we going?" Bryce asked after they had pulled out of the driveway
"You’ll see" Rich replied. The rest of the ride was silent, except for Bryce swearing at the radio under her breath for not playing any music. 15 minutes later they arrived at a French restaurant.
"Aww baby this is such a nice restaurant, i wasn’t expecting this, although your clothes should have at least tipped me off" Bryce said. Rich was wearing Dark dress pants and a plain white dress shirt, which was a complete contrast to his usual jeans and tee shirt. "You really didn't have to do all of this" Bryce insisted.
"I know" Rich said after parking the car "but I wanted to" he continued before leaning over and giving Bryce another kiss Rich and Bryce ate their dinner while enjoying a light conversation. After dinner they decided to drive around. It was only 8:30 when they left the restaurant. They drove for about an hour before they found a spot to park and look at the stars. Bryce climbed out of the car and leaned on the hood while Rich got two blankets out of the trunk. Rich unfolded the first and laid it over the hood of the car. He set the other blanket down, still folded. Rich walked around to the other side of the car and helped Bryce climb onto the hood. Rich climbed up next to her and put his arm around Bryce and gently pulled her down with him as he lay down. Rich pulled the second blanket over himself and Bryce as she wrapped her arms around Rich and pulled him closer to her. Bryce rested her head on Rich's shoulder. Rich began to run his fingers through Bryce's hair. This cause Bryce to start to drift off to sleep until she felt Rich's other hand wandering up her shirt. Bryce grabbed his hand and interlocked her fingers with his. Bryce and Rich only laid there until about 10 because Bryce had to be home by 10:30 since she had school the next day. They got back to Bryce's at 10:15. They sat in the car just listening to music for a couple minutes
"Thanks for coming tonight baby" Bryce said before leaning over and kissing RIch
"Your welcome" he said before leaning in to kiss Bryce again
"Night Rich I love you"
"Night I love you too" Rich said before kissing Bryce goodnight. Bryce climbed out of the car and walked to the door. She turned around and blew Rich a kiss before going inside.

Chapter 6

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 02:03:23 GMT

Here is chapter 4. Enjoy and please leave a comment with your thoughts, and remember you don't have to be a member to leave one and please leave your name with your comment. Thanks to Danielle and Alicia for commenting :p

Bryce's dream then took her back to the week before the big homecoming dance her freshman year. Bryce was putting her books in her locker before lunch when she felt someone standing next to her. She stood up and saw Rich standing there. They hadn't ever talked before the only time they ever ran into each other was the first day of school but Jason had her leave before Rich got to them. "Can I help you with something?" Bryce asked a little annoyed that he was keeping her from lunch.
"Yeah" Rich said
"With what?" Bryce said frowning more impatient by the second.
"Would you go to homecoming with me?" Bryce rolled her eyes not wanting to go to homecoming with someone she hasn’t ever talked to.
"How about this, if I don't have a date by Friday afternoon I'll be at your house at 7 on Saturday, but don’t ask me about it or it’s a no, deal?"
"Okay" Rich said walking away with a smile playing on his lips. Bryce met up with Jason at their lunch table. Jason knew something was wrong when Bryce sat down without saying hi to anyone at the table.
"What’s wrong?" Jason asked
"A senior" Bryce said not wanting to let Jason know that it was his brother
"Who is it?"
"Your brother" Bryce said reluctantly
"What did he do?"
"He asked me to homecoming and I want to go with someone I've at least talked to before and I said that if I didn't have a date by Friday afternoon I'd go with him."
"So what’s the problem exactly?" Jason asked slightly confused
"I don't have a date and I don't know that many guys so I think I am going to end up going with your brother or not going at all"
"No you wont someone will ask you"
"I hope so, are you going with anyone?"
"Not yet"
"Are you going to ask someone?" Bryce said before taking another bite of the noodles on the tray in front of her.
"I'm thinking about it" Jason said eating more of his lunch. Bryce was going to ask who but could tell that the whole conversation was making Jason uncomfortable so she left it alone. At the end of the day Bryce was at her locker getting her books when Jason walked up behind her. "Hey Bry"
"Hey Jason" Bryce said without turning around.
"I was thinking"
"About?" Bryce questioned when Jason didn't continue
"The dance"
"Yeah" Bryce said turning around to face Jason who was leaning on the locker next to hers
"Would you want to go to the dance with me?” Bryce was a little shocked but recovered quickly.
"I'd love to!" Bryce said throwing her arms around Jason's waist and standing on her tip toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. Jason put his arm around her shoulders and let out a small laugh. They walked down the hallway towards the parking lot to head home.
That Saturday Bryce walked up the sidewalk of the Millar’s house. She was wearing a red halter top dress. She had on red kitten heel sandals with two thin straps that crossed at the base of her toes. She also had on a simple pair of silver hoop earrings and a silver chain necklace with a ruby teardrop pendant. Bryce turned and waved to her mom, letting her know to leave. After her mom drove off Bryce rang the doorbell. The door was opened a few seconds later by a man who had jet black hair and green eyes. He was about 6 foot 5 and he was wearing jeans and an L.A. Lakers t-shirt. At first Bryce thought it was Rich but realized it had to be his father because Rich was only 5 foot 10, other than the height they looked identical. "Can I help you?" he asked just as Rich and Jason walked around the corner. Both were wearing dress shirts and black dress pants. Jason was wearing a white shirt with red pinstripes and black dress shoes while Rich was wearing a light blue shirt with black Nike sneakers.
"Dad that’s my date" Rich said
"Umm no I'm not I have a date" Bryce said smiling at Jason. Rich looked at Jason and just glared at him then turned around and walked away. Jason walked over to Bryce and gave her a quick hug.
"Do you want to leave now?" Jason asked
"Sure, if you're ready"
"Okay then lets go" Jason said putting his arm around Bryce's waist and guiding her outside. "Bye Dad."
"It was nice meeting you Mr. Millar" Bryce said before the door was shut.
"Do you mind walking?" Jason asked "I thought it would be better than riding with Rich and its only 2 blocks"
"No I don't mind." Bryce and Jason arrived at the dance a little while after it started because they decided to stop for ice cream on the way there. Towards the end of the dance Bryce and Jason were dancing to "Truly, Madly, Deeply" by Savage Garden when Rich walked over to them.
"Hey bro do you mind if I cut in?" Jason looked at Bryce silently asking her if it was okay. Bryce nodded and Jason stepped away. Rich wrapped his arms around Bryce's waist pulling her closer to him. "Did you have a good time?" Rich asked
"Yeah" Bryce replied smiling
"Bryce I have to be honest with you" Rich said after a minute of silence
"About what?"
"I like you"
"Oh" was all Bryce could say. Jason had told her about Rich and to be careful but Rich had always been nice to her. After a few seconds Rich spoke again
"So would you like to go out with me?" Bryce's head was filled with hundreds of conflicting thoughts but she was able to reply
"Yes." Right after she answered the song ended and Rich kissed her cheek. Rich walked away and Jason walked up.
"What was that about?"
"He asked me on a date" Bryce answered
"Please tell me you said no."
"I can't." Bryce said not looking Jason in the eye.
"Bryce, why?"
"He was being really sweet I couldn't just say no"
"Sure you could have!" Jason said growing angrier
"Jason" Bryce said putting her hand on Jason's shoulder "I'm sorry this makes you so upset but I won’t let him hurt me okay" Bryce finished and pulled Jason into a hug
"Okay" Jason said reluctantly before hugging Bryce back. After the dance ended Jason waited for Bryce's mom to pick her up at the school and then he walked home.

Chapter 5

Sun, 05 Feb 2006 02:41:33 GMT

Here is chapter 3. Enjoy and please leave a comment with your thoughts, and remember you don't have to be a member to leave one. Thanks to Denise, Angie, and Danielle for commenting :p

It took Bryce hours to fall asleep that night. When she finally did she dreamed about some of the best and probably worst times in her life.

Bryce's dream started with her first day of high school. It was 8 A.m. and Bryce was trying to find her way to her first class. She looked down at her schedule and when she looked back up she ran right into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"Its okay, I'm Jason"

"I'm Bryce"

"That’s an interesting name"

"Thanks" Bryce said blushing "do you know how to get to room 138?" Bryce asked glancing down at her schedule to make sure she had gotten the room number right

"Yeah that’s where my class is"

"Oh, cool"

"Yeah I guess" Jason said laughing "come on" He said putting his arm around Bryce's shoulders as they headed to the class room. Jason could tell that it was making Bryce uncomfortable so he pulled his arm away. When they got into the class there were only two seats left, right next to each other. Bryce and Jason walked to the back of the room and sat down. The teacher quickly took attendance and then began her lesson. About halfway into the class Jason was trying to pass a note to Bryce but he couldn't get her attention. "Bryce" he whispered but she didn't hear him "Bry--" was all Jason was able to get out before being cut off but the teacher

"Mr. Millar do you know the answer?"

"Umm x=7?" Jason said very unsure

"Close, what about you Ms. Perez?"

"x=6" Bryce answered confidently

"Yes very good" The teacher turned back around to explain the problem and Bryce stuck her hand into the middle of the aisle between her desk and Jason's desk. Jason quickly reached over and slipped the note into Bryce's hand. Bryce quickly slipped the note under her notebook as the teacher turned to face the class again. While the teacher was explaining the next problem Bryce read the note. It said 'Hey Bryce, what class do you have next? Write back, Jason.' Bryce quickly scribbled a reply and tossed the note back to Jason. It bounced off of his chest and landed in his lap. Bryce was able to muffle her laugh so she wouldn't attract the teacher’s attention. Jason opened the note and read what Bryce had written 'Jason, my next class is earth science, what about you? Wb, Bry P.S. I like my new nick name :-P' He opened it five minutes later it said 'Jason who was that? And why did you want me to leave?--Bry' Jason just stared at the note for a few minutes not sure of how to answer Bryce's questions. He decided to just write hoping that an answer would just come out. 'Bry, that was my brother, Rich. I wanted you to leave because Rich tends to be a jerk to girls and he always messes with my girl friends. I hate that so I figured if he didn't meet you he'd leave you alone.--Jason.’ Jason slowly folded the note. He turned it over in his hands several times before giving it to Bryce. Bryce slowly unfolded the note and read it unsure of what Jason's response was going to be. After she read it she wrote back and tossed the note to Jason. The teacher walked up the aisle after Jason quickly slipped the note under his book. She eyed Jason and Bryce and then returned to the front of the class. Jason read Bryce's response as soon as the teacher's back was turned. 'Jason I appreciate you looking out for me but aside from not being able to find my way somewhere I can take care of myself.--Bry'

Jason scribbled back another note and was about to hand it back to Bryce when the bell rang. They both picked up their stuff and headed for the door.

"Bryce wait up" Jason hollered when he got into the hallway

"Yeah" Bryce said once Jason caught up

"Where are you going? Our class is the other way"

"I'm going to my locker"

"Oh, then I'll see you in class"

"Could you come with me because I have a tendency to get lost easily" Bryce said shyly.

"Okay" Jason said laughing; he put his arm around Bryce's shoulders again. This time he could tell the she wasn't feeling uncomfortable about it. As they were heading to class Jason heard his older brother rich holler to him

"Hey J!" Jason stopped walking and took his arm off of Bryce's shoulders

"Bryce, why don’t you go and save me a seat, okay?”

"Sure" Bryce said eyeing the person walking towards them. Rich caught up to Jason after Bryce had walked away.

"Hey lil' bro"

"Hi rich" Jason said unenthusiastically

"Who was the girl? She’s kind of cute"

"She’s a friend, leave her alone okay?” Jason said

"Fine" Rich said backing away from his little brother "see you later J"

"Yeah" Jason said walking towards class. When he got into class there was a note already sitting on his desk and class had started. Jason didn't open the note immediately because he knew what it was going to say.

Chapter 4

Sat, 21 Jan 2006 03:36:13 GMT

heres chapter two for everyone who has read it. Thanks for commenting on it, Angela and Denise. If you read this please leave a comment(you don't have to be a member to leave one) I'd love to know your thoughts on it. Enjoy

Once inside Bryce took off her jacket and hung it on the back of a chair and set her shoes next to the door, Jason followed suit. To Bryce's surprise his sweatshirt was completely dry, but his jeans were drenched. His hair was clinging to his face and dripping water onto his cheeks. Bryce tried not to let herself get too caught up with him again, but he wasn't making it very easy. "Would you like some hot chocolate?" She asked pushing the memory of their first date out of her mind.

"That sounds great." Jason replied.

"How about I get you a pair of my basketball shorts first, I might even have a pair of yours here somewhere." Bryce said laughing slightly.

"That would be good." Jason said smiling

"Okay, I'll be right back." Bryce walked down the hallway to her room. She could feel Jason watching her but she didn't acknowledge it in any way. Bryce returned five minutes later with her hair wrapped in a towel wearing her blue basketball sweatshirt from the previous year and a pair of light gray sweatpants. She was carrying a pair of green shorts that said 'Warren Basketball, which was her and Jason's high school, and a towel. She handed them to Jason and said "there's a bathroom down the hall and to the right."

"Okay" Jason said. Bryce watched Jason walking down the hall. Having him in her apartment made Bryce realize how much she really missed him, which she found odd because she was the one who walked away.

She went into the kitchen and made two cups of hot chocolate. As Jason came out of the bathroom Bryce was carrying the hot chocolate into the main room. She set the cups down on the coffee table. She turned around and ran right into Jason.

"Sorry," she paused, "I didn't know you were there"

"It's okay" Jason said. He sat down in the old leather reclining chair. He took his cup of hot chocolate and began drinking it. "This is really good" he said after Bryce had sat down and began drinking hers.

"Thanks" Bryce mumbled drinking more of her hot chocolate. She sat at the opposite end of the couch. She refused to let herself fall for Jason again and get hurt by yet another Miller. They sat in the room just drinking their hot chocolate until Bryce couldn't stand the silence anymore. "So what do you want to talk about?" There were a few moments of silence while Jason tried to figure out exactly what he wanted to say and how to say it, without upsetting Bryce.

"What have you been up to the last three months?"

"I started college here, what about you?"

"I started college back home"

"How is everyone there?"

"They are all pretty good"

"That’s good" Bryce paused "Jason, why are you really here?" Jason took a few seconds to compose his thoughts before he spoke

"Well, I want to know what happened with us and why you left so quickly"

"Jase you deserve a--" Jason cut Bryce off

"And I wanted to know if there was a chance that we could try this again." Jason said quietly. He stood up and walked over to Bryce. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her, pulling her closer to him. Bryce wouldn't look at him. "Bry, look at me" Jason pleaded. When she turned to face Jason he immediately noticed the tears rolling down her cheeks "Bry, don't cry" Jason said before lowering his face to Bryce's and kissing her lips gently.

"Jase, stop I can't... I can't do this." Bryce cried pushing Jason away then dissolving into a fit of sobs. Jason just sat there totally confused.

"Bry" he said then he waited for her to look at him. Once she did he continued "why can't you?"

"Jase you just don't understand"

"Then make me understand." He said once again moving closer to Bryce and wrapping his arm around her.

"I don't know if I can" She said leaning into his chest and covering her face with her hands while she cried

"Bry, I loved you, and I still do I'll wait as long as I have to for you to be able to make me understand." By now it was getting late and Bryce knew that her roommates probably were not coming home

"Jase let me think about it okay?" She said standing up. Bryce walked over to the closet and pulled out a few extra blankets and an extra pillow. "You can stay here tonight if you want; my roommates probably won't be home so you can sleep on the couch, if you want."

"Okay" Jason said taking the pillow and blankets from her and setting them on the couch.

"I'm going to go get some sleep." Bryce said wiping at her eyes. She began to head towards her room but Jason grabbed her arm and turned her around.

"Don't I get a goodnight hug?" This made Bryce smile so she gave him a hug

"Goodnight Jase"

"Goodnight Bry" Jason said as Bryce headed down the hallway. "I love you" He whispered once Bryce was down the hall.

Chapter 3

Wed, 04 Jan 2006 23:36:33 GMT

Here is the first chapter (if you want to call it that) of the story I am writing. The story is called Some Other Beginning's End. please read it and leave a comment with your thoughts.

Some Other Beginning's End

After her first day of work, at a small law office in Greenwich, Connecticut, Bryce Perez knew she needed to relax before heading back to her apartment and her two roommates. Bryce was the "typical" college student. She is a Pre-law major. Bryce has light brown hair that falls to the middle of her back, which was tied up in a ponytail. Even though it was early fall and unusually cold, Bryce looked like she had just come from the beach. Her roommates always complimented her on her "tan." This always made her laugh because they obviously had not picked up on the fact that she was Hispanic. Her mother was born in the Dominican Republic but has lived in the United States since she was 15. Bryce's father is part Irish and part French; he was born in a small town outside of Detroit, Michigan. Her parents met during their senior year of high school when a mutual friend set them up on a blind date. As Bryce opened the door to her favorite coffeehouse in Greenwich, she felt the warm air filled with a mix of various coffee aromas rush out the door. When she walked in, she heard the soft sounds of someone playing the guitar and singing. It was then that she remembered that Monday was open mic night. She walked up to the counter and ordered her usual, a vanilla hazelnut cappuccino with extra whipped cream. As she was waiting, the person began to sing another song. It had a slower tempo than the previous one. Bryce couldn't understand every word that he was singing but she got the meaning behind the lyrics anyway. It was about a girl that he loved; and how she left without a goodbye. Bryce felt a twinge of guilt knowing that she did exactly that to her ex and it probably hurt him just as much, if not more, than the guy singing. He was about half way through the song by time Bryce got her drink and headed to a vacant table. This was the first time she got a good look at the singer. He was sitting down but Bryce guessed he was around six feet tall. He was wearing a Pink Floyd t-shirt and jeans; she definitely liked his style and taste in music. She could tell that he worked out in some way because she could see the muscles in his arms. He had somewhat long hair that was cut just above his jaw with layers throughout the whole style. His hair was a light brown approaching a dirty blond color. It fell over his face as he sang the final lines of the song. As he looked up from playing the last few chords Bryce noticed he had the most amazing smile. It was very similar to that of her favorite basketball player, Antonio McDyess, who plays for the Detroit Pistons. Bryce has been a Pistons fan her whole life and goes to at least one game a month during the season. After she got over his smile, Bryce noticed that his right eye was blue and his left eye was green. She looked him over more carefully this time and noticed he had freckles and there was one on the tip of his nose, just like her ex. She didn't think it could be him, last she heard he was still in Detroit. Bryce was having doubts about her reasoning so she decided it would be best just to leave, just incase. As she stood up his eyes caught sight of her movement. As she looked back one last time to see if it really was him, his eyes locked onto hers. She knew it was definitely him. She walked towards the door at a semi fast pace after breaking their eye contact. Bryce was trying not to let him know that she recognized him. As she opened the door, she glanced back and saw him setting down his guitar and grabbing his jacket. The second she stepped outside she took off running towards her apartment. A few seconds later, he came out of the coffee house and hollered to her. She never heard him because at the same time there was a loud rush of wind and then the clouds broke and it began to pour. He was able to catch sight of Bryce and began to run after her. He tried hollering to her several more times but his efforts were drowned out by the rain. By time Bryce had made it back to the apartment she was soaked. When she went to get her keys out of her backpack she realized that she had left the coffee house in such a hurry that she left it sitting at the table. She peered in the windows and saw that neither of her roommates were home. She sat down under the roof that stuck out over the small porch, where it was relatively dry. She leaned her head back against the door and closed her eyes while she waited for one of her roommates to come back. After a few moments, the rain stopped and she heard someone calling her name. She opened her eyes and stood up to find him at the end of the driveway holding her backpack. "Hi" was all she said as he walked towards her.

"You left this at the coffee house." He handed her the backpack and they stood there neither one of them moving nor saying a word. After a few minutes, he turned around and said, "I better get going." As he walked down the steps, Bryce took her keys out and began to unlock the door. She was glad that the whole situation had gone relatively smoothly. She heard the door's lock click open. She opened the door and turned around to see if he was gone yet, but he wasn't. He was standing in the middle of the driveway. She was about to head inside when she saw him slowly turning around and starting to walk towards her. "Bryce, wait." He jogged back up the porch steps. "Can we talk?" Bryce just looked at him, she realized that he at least deserved an explanation if that’s what he wanted and he did come all the way here with her backpack.

"Sure." Bryce said uneasily. "Come on in Jason." He entered her apartment quickly fearing that she would change her mind before he made it inside.

Chapter 2