Letters to Houston(Completed)

Chapter Fourteen

Jamie's point of view

“What are you staring at, Houston?” My smile lit up when I seen him smile at me.

            “Why are you putting on make-up, Laurence?” He asked and then wrapped his arms around me.

“You’re expecting me to go to school looking like an ugly elf? Is that what you want? You want your friends to say ‘Look at the ugly elf girl. That’s Shane’s girlfriend.’ I can’t expect you to actually want to hear that all day.” I continued to put on my eyeliner.

“Girlfriend? I didn’t know we agreed on a name to name basis.” He looked at me.

“I um… I just thought…” He cut me off by kissing me.

“Little did you know, I like the name to name basis.” He smiled.

I finished putting my make up on and we walked down the stairs. We each got our breakfast, and when we were finished with that we walked out the door. He was walking towards his truck.

“We’re not taking the bus?” I asked.

“Why would we do that?” He opened up the door, and I got in.

We finally got to school and we walked in. They had the school decorated in the beautiful October Ball, which happens to be coming up in a few days. I couldn’t wait to see everyone dressed up in their formal clothing. It was one of the most beautiful dances we have.

“What are you staring at, baby?” Shane asked me.

“This place. It’s gorgeous. I love the October Ball. It’s been my favorite dance since ninth grade.” I smiled up at him.

“Then go with me.”

“What? Shane…” I couldn’t believe what I was being asked.

“Be my date for the October Ball, Jamie.”

“Okay. Fine. But I’m going to be out of the house tonight. I’m buying a dress.” I skipped away to my next class. But I felt my hair being tugged at and I was pulled away. The tension on my hair made me scream, but before I could get anything out my face was covered with a hand.

“Say one more word, and I’ll rip ever hair out of this pretty head of yours. You understand?” The voice was raspy. I couldn’t placed who it was. I wanted to scream for help so bad. But, I wasn’t going to get hurt.

I was pulled off the school lot, and thrown up into the back of a pickup truck. I felt something hit me, I screamed, and then… complete darkness.