The Immortal Stone

Chap. 8

A/N: Hey! Thanks everyone for sticking with me through these boring times! I am really sorry if this chapter is bad! Comment or send me a message if you have any ideas for BGW!

I yawned and rolled over. When I checked the clock it read nine thirty. I just pulled the covers over my head and moaned. I don't want to get up. Why had I woken up anyway???

Pound! Pound! Pound!

That's why.

I groaned, rolled over too far and fell off of my cozy, warm bed. "Ow!" I grabbed my head.and laughed a little at myself. Then, I checked my appearance in  the mirror and busted out laughing. My hair was a big afro, my eyes were red from crying last night, my skin was dead pale, and I was still wearing Devons leather jacket. I looked hilarious. I brushed my hair and pulled it back, I changed clothes, and I added some blush to my face. When I ran downstairs, I found that the pounder had let themself in.

It was Mira, Blake, and Jake.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"How about you tell us."Mira stood up and crossed her arms.

"Mira, it isn't her fault. He caused it. I told you already. She couldn't fight it." Jake grabbed her arm and turned her so she could face him.

"He's right, Mira. Calm down." Blake pulled her onto his lap.

"What are you guys talking about?" I asked.

"I saw you making out with Devon last night." Jakes jaw clenched and his knuckles turned white from where he was clenching his fists so har.

I tensed."I didn't want to kiss him. I promise. He kissed me. I had no idea-"I began rambling about what happened last night.

"I know. I was there." I know you tried to pull away. But, apparently he was just too..." Jake trailed off and he squeezed a pillow.

"Hot? A great kisser? Seductive?" Mira asked me. Everyone looked at her."There's no denying how amazing that boy is." He has the looks, the charm, and the lips."

"Is there an all of the above?" I asked.

Mira laughed.

Just then the doorbell rang. I answered it."Yes?" I asked before I layed my eyes on the person. As soon as I saw him, I slammed the door shut again.

"Does that mean I can't come in?" Devon asked.

"Speaking of the devil..." Blake said. I blushed.

"Um, just a minute." I ran up the stairs and came back down with his leather jacket.

"He gave you his jacket?" Mira asked as Jake fumed on my couch.

"I got cold."I tried to say innocently but she just rolled her eyes.

"Amber? You in there? I,"There was a pause."I wanna apoligize to you about last night. I didn't mean to do that to you or even let you see me like that. I guess... I guess I just got carried away when I saw you."

I froze with my hand on the doorknob."I-I'm here. Just...wait a second." I said while trying to sort everything out in my mind.

"Can it be she has tamed the beast?" Mira asked. She walked over to a window where you can see the door.

"It's a trick. He's playing with her." Blake warned.

"He looks pretty beat. Poor fella..."Mira trailed off as shesaw him through the windows.

"Just be quiet, okay?" I asked them and then I opened the door.

There he was. The boy who had kissed me last night and made me feel like putty. His hair was just a little past his beautiful eyes that were filled with...hope? His white T-shirt was loose on him and he wore dirty blue jeans. His hair was disheavled, like he had run his fingers through it a thousand times. Why does he have to look so irresistable?