Crash (PTB Writing Challenge #1)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Jackson had kept his promise, and for the rest of the day after Chemistry he made sure to text me. Our conversations were a bit spread out because of school, but I liked that I could expect a message from him every once in a while. Most of it was him being flirty and me being awkward as usual.

2:37 Jackson:

You know what I just realized?

2:45 Amy:

What?

2:46 Jackson:

We have CHEMISTRY together 😜 (winky face) rofl

2:57 Amy:

Oh god, you think puns like that will get you into my pants, Jackson?

3:01 Jackson:

Nah, I've got other tricks up my sleeves for that

3:01 Jackson:

I mean *clears throat* I have no idea what you're talking about. My intentions are pure 😇 (angel face)

He was funny and charming and his puns actually made me giggle. I hated to admit it but I had a serious crush on him, and I couldn't believe he would actually take me on a date Saturday. The thought was too good to be true.

The next day in English it was all I could think about. What would a guy like Jackson want with a girl like me, when he could probably get anyone he wanted? I impatiently tapped my pencil on the desk and attempted to read some horror story, but I couldn't get into it. I was too focused on the doorway that Jackson would soon walk through.

He strode in just before the bell rang and beamed at the sight of me. My stomach flipped when our eyes met. A dorky smile spread across my face and I hid it in embarrassment.

"Sup Amy-girl?" he asked in his gravelly voice. Maybe I was starting to like the nickname a little.

I mock rolled my eyes. "Haven't I told you to stop calling me that yet?" He gave me a crooked, boyish smile in return that crinkled the skin around his eyes. "You might've", he shrugged. "I guess I'm hard of hearing. Or maybe I like messing with you too much. The world may never know..." He trailed off for dramatic effect and I laughed. "I think it's probably the latter," I mumbled.

Before he could answer our English teacher spoke up and gave us our assignment for the day. Ms. Leemon wasn't so much the type to lecture, and I was grateful for it. Today I found myself looking forward to finishing my work early, since I had something to occupy myself with for once, and he was sitting next to me looking very attractive.

Despite my plan, I finished later than I would have since Jackson kept distracting me. If he wasn't actually doing something to distract me like poking me, then I would catch him staring at me or doing other generally distracting things like... breathing. I had never liked a guy before, so every single thing he did became entirely more significant.

His chest rose and fell and it was so quiet in the room I could almost hear his steady breathing next to me. It took me back to yesterday, when he had been so close I could feel that breath on me. I blushed. We were so close then that we could've kissed...

No, that train of thought had to stop right now. I was sitting here getting worked up over his breath, who knows the harm that thinking about kissing him would do.