I don't exactly know why I had a sudden bad feeling about this whole surprise thing, but I did and that's a fact. I keep finding myself holding breaths out of nervousness but that could be from the lack of my two main senses right now.
Burnt Toast kept pushing me forward so I lifted my feet in attempt to walk semi coordinated. Bells jingled-above my head, I presume- as I felt a draft of cool air hit my triangle of exposed belly. Knowing we were inside the building from the span of a doer and my body being pushed into a booth I pleaded to be given back my hearing at least.
I was answered with the plugs being taken out of my ears as I tired to sit in some sort of mannered fashion. I heard a mix of a gasp and a sigh escape from someone's lips. I knew it wasn't Kayden's because he told who ever it was to shut up before I got on. Not being able to help my self I have my opinion.
"If you're trying to surprise me in any way, I suggest you don't talk about it in front of me, especially before I catch on." I twisted Kay's words to work for my point in a 'duh tone'.
"Shut up." I heard someone mutter. I wasn't sure who it was though because it was to hushed to have any true tone.
After my remark Kayden had asked to speak to whom ever else was here alone and seeing as I was blindfolded they left me to sit alone. It had been nearly 15 minutes before I felt a presence next to me. It was familiar, but it felt foreign.
"Shaley?" Cole. It was Cole. When he was meet with my silence he took it upon himself to bend close to me. He breath fanned my neck as he untied the cloth rendering me blind.
Once the cloth had dropped from my face I took in his crouched appearance. He was wearing a red muscle tank with 'Coca-Cola' written in white across the front. The top was paired with the famous black gym shorts and back Nike tennis shoes. I flicked my eyes to his hair, it had gel thrown carelessly, making it stick up in odd places and fall over when he ran his hands through it.
I flicked my eyes to his hazelnut ones to be meet with his eyelids as he no doubted-ly did to me as I just did to him.
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Chad's POV
"Yo!" Jarred exclaimed walking into the game room. "What is up?" He exaggerated every word and pointed to the sky before topping front of me and engulfing me in a bear hug, after the hand shake of course.
"I'm good, I am good!" I cheered before my phone rang. I answered my phone smiling as the conversation between the head organizer and I grew into the topic of the show(s) this weekend. When the call ended Jarred gave me an expectant look.
"You know that model that I've wanted to be partnered with for the longest time ever? Yeah, well her name's.."
"Oh! This is juicy, you've never told me her name!" He fan girled, yes, fan girled .
"Yeah well her name is.. Jordan Dales."
"OHMYWHOOPIECUSHIONS" The joy in his voice obvious to anyone with ears, even the deaf could her it, I'm sure.
"Settle down," I rushed the next part, "Well I have had my eye on her for a while and I've fell in love with her image. She's not to skinny and she has a conservative campaign, she even over sees all the Photoshop work done all her photos. She is just amazing and I have wanted to work with her and meet her for the longest time now. The way Sandra talks about her makes me want to hold her to me and just stare into those amazing eyes and play with her-" I was cut off by a grunt coming from Jarred.
"Sandra knows Jo!?"
"yess.."
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The rest of the night consisted of Jarred and I talking about Jordan before Sandra had sauntered into the room, grinning like the Cheshire Cat himself. She quickly sat down in between Jarred and I so she was sitting on my right leg and Jarred's left before proceeding to give information on Jordan. I'm not a stalker I promise.
Andra continued to say how Jordan lived right nest door to her, so directly across the street from me, and that she just found out. They were supposed to have a sleep over but Jo canceled when she found out some family stuff and was being stolen for a surprise. I tried pushing Sandra to spill on the whole big family thing but she just shook her head and said if we every got close and she told me I could know then but she was going to zip her lips and break the zipper on the promise.
To say I was frustrated was quite the understatement considering what I just found out. Just as I was about to suggest a movie her phone rang.
"Guys! It's Jordan."
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Jo's POV
I didn't know what else to do when Cole looked into my eyes intently so I leaped onto him with out warning. He gripped my thighs in his hands to keep me in place since he stumbled back, taken by surprise from my leap. Once he sat down so that I was on his lap he began to just stare at me looking for any emotion other than surprise and joy. Once he was sure he did not see anything he began to speak, his voice shaking.
"You're not mad at me? Frustrated? Don't want to talk to me? Royally peed off? Nothing but joy and surprise?" Even though I was kind of mad that I thought he was dead all these years I was sure he had explaining and I was just happy to have my best friend back.
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Sneakers and Stilettos
Teen FictionJordan is a insecure 17 year old because of her past. She blames all her problems on her mom and goes depressed when the topic of her dad is brought up. She covers her pain with a bad girl attitude. Constantly transferring schools from getting in t...