I think it'd be best if you didn't read this story. It gets off track, I'm not writing it anymore, and in the end, like chapter 8 or something, I tell you that I'm done, and then go on a rant about what was going to happen in the whole entire book...
This is how I imagine Chris would be at 18 years old. Pure Greatness. And the picture below will be Jessica. Btw I ship these two so hard it's not even funny. Ok I'll stop now.
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As hard as I tried, I could never forget that night. Even though it's been five years since then, my heart still beats faster at the memory. I'm just glad that Adrian still treats me the same and doesn't avoid me because of that.
But right now I have something a whole lot more troubling on my mind. Something that should not be happening AT ALL.
Jessica.
Likes Chris.
Freaking Chris!! How am I supposed to take that?! He's 18 and she just now turned 14! If that worked out wouldn't it be like, cradle robbing or something? Of course, now that I think about it, Adrian turned 19 about a month ago, and I'm still 13. Ugh! Why did I make my life so complicated?!
Jessica's P.O.V
I start fidgeting with the hem of my shirt as I wait for Rose to say something. I had just gotten done telling her that I liked Chris, and her jaw dropped to the floor. Was it really that bad?
"Sooo," she starts out.
"Yes?"
"You" she states pointing at me.
"Uh huh."
"Like Chris?"
"That's right." It was quiet for a second until she burst.
"Since when?!" She yells.
"I don't know it just happened!" I yell right back at her. I can't exactly tell if she's mad or excited right now and it's really scaring me. Then she walked up to me, put her hands on my shoulders, and pulls me into a hug.
Ok, now I'm confused.
"That's great Jess. I'm really happy for you." She pulls away from the hug and smiles at me. I breath out a heavy sigh of relief. But then she started talking again.
"So what do you like about him?" She asks, her blue eyes lighting up. Darn it, I knew she'd start asking me questions.
"W-well, I don't know," I stammer, my cheeks slowly turning red, "I just think he's funny and sweet, and he always smiles and says hi to me and he has a super adorable smile with a cute dimple in his right cheek. And he seems really strong. Oh, and his eyes are just so—"
