8) Forgetting

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"Hey, Bianca," says "Henry" (Jace).

"Oh.  Hi Henry!" I reply.

"Hey."  He says really conifidently.  "I like you.  And not just like you.  I like, like you."

"Cool!" I raise an eyebrow.  "Anything else?"

"Yeah." He starts walking closer. I do too.  "I would like to kiss you.  If your down for that."  He looks into my eyes.

"Here?  In fornt of everybody?"  I start getting nervous.

"Yeah.  Let's show them how it's done, son."  He gestures to everyone around us.  I smile.  A real smile.

"Okay."  He leans in and I lean in.  Our lips collide.

We did it and it was amazing. The kiss was like nothing I have ever felt before. It feels like I am doing a million back flips on top of clouds. When we are done me and Jace kept looking at each other. I am in awe of how good of a kisser he is. I can't read his expression. He looks like a dog. His head is tilted to the side. And he has that puppy dog look on his face.

"That was great!"  Dan gets out of his chair and starts walking towards us.  "Now, do it again.  This time, more emotion."

"Can they stage kiss?"  Asks Jace's nervous mom.

"Sure, Christa.  Jace, Rosetta.  Can you stage kiss?"

"Sure." We answer at the same time.

But, before we start filming, Jace whispers to me, "You're a pretty good kisser, Bianca."  He hits my shoulder playfully and winks.  I blush, lightly.

"Thanks.  Let's take it from the top."  We redo it and redo it for hours.

When we're done, they send us home.

"Well, that was fun!" I say when Jace and I are at my door step.

"Yeah!  I overheard them talking about making a new theme song video.  Something about adding new characters.  And I heard them talking about Kelly."Jace says.  Kelly Sullivan plays Henry's mom.

"Oh.  Cool!"  I smile.  Maybe Kelly will be in more scenes. 

"Well, see you later."

"Want to come in?"  I ask him.

"Sure.  I have nothing esle to do."  He replies cooly.

We go inside and up to my room.  I sit down on my bed.  He stands and looks around, until he gets to my guitar.  "You play?"  He asks holding it up.

"A little.  When I play I sing, too.  Helps me forget."

"Forget about what?"  He questions examining the guitar. 

"My dad.  Moving.  Stuff like that."  I sigh.

"Oh sorry."  He looks down.  Then, suddenly looks back up. "Could you play a little?"

I sigh again." I guess."  I pick up the guitar and start playing one of my favorite songs.

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