Cassie Jenkins [On Hold]

In the back of his Pick up Truck

Jake did the same and we all started to walk home. Jake went into his avenue and we walked on, I turned around a couple of times to wave to him. Skye and I went back to mine and collapsed on my bed and instantly fell asleep. In the morning, she asked me all about last night and I told her everything in detail.

“...Skye, it was amazing. His eyes, oh his eyes; they are amazing...”

Skye interrupted me by giggling without hiding it. I gave her a puzzled look and she said with a smile, “You’re falling for him Cassie.”

“I’m not,” I looked at the ground, remembering Jake again, which made my face light up.

“See!” She pointed at me.

“Shut up,” I blushed.

“I was right,” She danced around my room singing.

“Shut up!” I blushed harder.

“I don’t care how many times you deny it,” Skye sat back down on my bed. “I know the truth,” She grinned.

I didn’t bother replying. I didn’t wanna argue against it because, when I think about it, I do really like him. I might be falling for him. But it’s only been a month and a half. Falling in Love doesn’t have a limit of time. I didn’t bother arguing with my heart. I’m in Love, nothing I can do about it.

*1 Year Later*

                    “Hey Cassie,” I saw Jake sitting on the hood of his pick up that he’d drive around his yard.

                    “Hey Jake,” I smiled, opening his gate.

                    “How’s you,” He smiled, opening the door of the pickup.

                    “Fine,” I got in.

                    “How about a game of Hangman,” Jake looked at me.

                    “Sure,” I smiled.

                    He took out a writing page; I took it from him and flicked through to find the next blank page. But the page before the blank one was the page I doodled on last time. I smiled, it had ‘Jake & Cassie BFF’ in a heart and smiley faces and loads of ‘Cassie, you’re beautiful’ which I tried to scribble out but he wouldn’t let me.

                    I turned it around to Jake and he laughed. “Right, I’ll go first,” I handed him the book and he started drawing dashes, indicating letters. He’d spilt it up into three words, the first word with three letters, the second with three also and the last with nine. So it looked like this:

_ _ _ | _ _ _ | _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

                    “Okay, first letter?”

                    “Do all the vowels first,” I said.

                    He did so and it looked like this:

_o u | a _ e | _ e a u _ i _ u _

                    “Oh yeah,” I smiled. “Um... Is the first word you?”

                    “Yup,” He filled in the Y.

                    “Second word, ‘are’?”

                    “Yep,” He filled it in.

I then started to go through the alphabet, I got down to ‘l’ and then he said that I’d got it, I looked to see what it was, ‘You are beautiful’.

I smiled, “Don’t lie to me, Jake,” I blushed.

“Don’t you lie my beautiful,” He looked at me, “Good girl, you don’t have make-up on.”

“I know you hate it.”

“That’s because it hides your beautiful face.”

I opened went to argue but before I could do anything; he looked me in the eyes, which he knew would make me shut up.

“That’s not fair,” I giggled.

“I didn’t want you going and telling lies.”

I opened my mouth to disagree but shut it again. “Good,” He smiled.

“Look! The stars are out!” I pressed my head against the cold window.

“Let’s go see them then,” Jake got out; my head was still pressed against my window.

He came around to my side of his car and opened the door; my head jolted forwards when he opened it but he took my hand and led me to the back of the car. There was a duvet spread over the floor of the open space. He put his foot up and stood up on the back of the pick-up.

I took his outstretched hand and walked over the few steps to the corner of the pick-up. We both sat down and looked up at the stars.

“Look! I can see a heart,” I pointed up to the starlit sky.

We discuss what we could see in the dot-to-dot of the starts.

A gust of wind swept over us and I got a sudden shiver. Jake slid over and his jeans touched my legs again. He put his arm around me and pulled me close. He pulled his jacket over my arms to keep me warm. My head was at his chest and I could feel his heart beating faster than normal. I smiled and, feeling me move, he looked down at me. “Wow,” He whispered, really quietly.

I smiled again; I closed my eyes and saw the permanent picture of his smile and beautiful eyes, stamped on the inside of my eye lids. We then continued or conversation on the stars.

I heard a crumple of paper; I looked up in reaction to this. Jake had a folded up page in his hand. He set it on my lap, on it, it had my name. I opened it up and after unfolding a few folds, I saw not a letter, but just three words written carefully on the page.

I Love You