FANFICTION

Chapter 13: I Can Be Your... Boyfriend

Nice jeans: Check
Neatly steamed plaid shirt: Check
Favourite bow tie: Check
Black socks: Check
Polished shoes: Check
Hair: 'looking good my friend'
Eyes: Sparkling as usual
Face: Luckily pimple free today
Jaw and Cheekbones: Benedict Cumberbatch

'Damn James,' I think to myself as I look into my full-length mirror. 'You are looking fine as hell.'

I grab my blazer that hung off the end of my bed, putting it in to give my look that final touch.

I smile at myself in the mirror.

"I'm going to do it," I whisper to myself out loud.

I pay down my jeans, trying to make sure that the cassette tape was in my pocket. I felt it's rectangular shape protrude out of the fabric of my jeans.

'Ready to rock and roll.'

I head out of my room with a hop in my step. I was so damn cheeky at the moment that weird butterfly-stomach-thing was happening to me. I sprinted down the stairs and reached my hand for the doorknob when -

"Where do you think you are going, young man." My father's booming voice echoes.

I slowly pivot around to face my tow stern parents with their arms stiffly folded across their chests.

"Zoey invited me out to dinner tonight..." I mumbled quietly.

My mother quickly unfolded her arms. "Like, out?"

"Yeah. Like out."

"I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME!" She screeches in a high pitch tone.

Both my father and I wince at the unpleasant sound.

"So, you and Zoey?" My father looks at me with a devilish grin.

"No, well, not yet I think. It's just a..." I trailed off as I tried to recall our conversation.

'She never said a date,' I thought. 'So what should I call it?'

"I'm going to be late," I try to end the conversation. "I'll see you guys later!"

I wave goodbye to my ecstatic parents and close the door behind me.

As I look across to Zoey's house, I catch a glimpse of her coming through the front door.

She was wearing a nice pair of blue jeans and a black top. Overtop of it, she wore her denim jacket. Her bright red hair flaunted her natural curls that framed her face perfectly.

When she turned her head towards me, she flashed me a bright smile.

I dashed towards her, meeting her half way between both of our front yards.

"Hey, you!" She exclaims in glee.

"Hi," I reply nervously.

"You look great! Thanks again for coming out with me tonight, I know it was so sudden and all-"

"No, it's my pleasure." I interrupt. "I wanted to give you something," I say reaching into my pocket.

"Ah, before you do. I need to explain why I asked you out tonight." She said, rubbing her palms together.

Something was wrong. She was nervous.

"What is it?" I ask, releasing my grip on the cassette tape.

"This is actually really weird," she starts. "I wanted you to come tonight so I could get your opinion on something..."

'Where was this going?' I asked myself.

"Umm. Okay..." I trail off in confusion.

"Come on let's get to the dinner." She replied, sling her head and walking over to my truck.

"What the fuck," I whispered under my breath.

I began to March over towards my truck and hopped into the driver seat. I started the engine and backed out of the driveway. She turned up the music, blasting some shitty rap song and leaning her head back. Once we were about half way there and the music was making my ears bleed, I asked her a question that had been killing me.

"When the hell did you start listening to Eminem?" I laugh out.

"Since I started dating Jacob."

The thought disturbed me in such a way that my attention was gone. I quickly looked up at the street and swerved my way around a car that was about to crash into me. The force of the turn flung both myself and Zoey to our sides.

"WHAT?!" I scream at her with furrowed brows.

"Haha..." she begins to trail off. "I was going to tell you..."

"When?!"

"When we got to the diner where he is meeting us."

I look up to see the red sign shining brightly. I park the truck with aggression and lean back in my seat.

"James?" She questioned with worry in her voice.

"What." I snap back at her.

"Can you please come in? He is a really sweet guy! It was his idea for you two to get to know each other." She tries to convince me, tugging on my jacket sleeve.

"Are you for real right now? Have you missed out on every single chick flick we've watched? Nerdy girl dates jock guy, jock guy meets nerdy girls friend, friend disappears without a trace, nerdy girl forgets about friend until it's relevant in the plot line!" I mumble out frantically.

"First off, am I really that -"

"Bitch, you write gay porn about your two favourite tv characters!" I snap before she can finish. "You are the nerdy girl!"

She looks at me with her eyes wide. "Point taken. Okay, secondly, I would never forget about you!"

I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "That's what they all say."

I open my truck door and hop out. I peer into the diner, spotting the slicked brown hair of Jacob. My whole body shook with anger, each nerve was on fire. I could hear the sound of the door being shut from the opposite side of the truck. Soon, Zoey was beside me rubbing my arm.

"Please. At least try to be civil. I really want this to work out! Plus, you suggested this in the first place.

'I did, didn't I?'

I exhaled and scratched the back of my head. I looked over at her bright green eyes, shining in the glow of the sun set.

"Okay. I'll try." I finally said.

She smiled at me with such glee that it almost made me melt.

She tugged at my sleeve, beckoning me to escort her inside of my inevitable doom.

Oh, this should be interesting.

No.

Wait a second.

The cards are in my hands... aren't they?

Oh, Jacob. You don't know what you asked for.

This is going to be fun.

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Hi everyone!

I'm so sorry I haven't posted in a while. Since school is starting soon, I'm going to only post this book on Mondays.

Also, cliffhanger, I know! But, you guys will be getting another chapter of James next week!!!

Please vote and comment if you enjoyed!

-Lex