One Last Time {Josh Ramsay Fan Fiction}

Chapter 1

My mess, or as some people would call it 'life', started when I was in grade 10. My name is Jessa Caplan, and I am known as a 'loner'. I have one true friend, her name is Jayden Reynolds, and we hang out pretty much all the time. We don't have any friends. Well, except for each other. But that's about it.

I wake up, with my alarm buzzing and dinging as loud as possible. 6:50. Ugh. I get up and shower and get ready for school. I wear a black sleeveless shirt with a guitar, black skinny jeans and my black bobs. I straighten my hair as straight as possible, and I do my make up. Smokey eyed, just like every day. I go down stairs to see that my brother, Mason, is already eating and my parents are gone. They aren't home a lot.

"Hey Jessa! I made toast!" Mason says proudly.

"Good job Mason. Is it burned this time?" He frowns.

"Someone's in a cranky mood..... a d yes the first time I did." He says.

"Sorry. I'm just tired of school." He nods. He finished school, he's 18 so he's free to do whatever he wants. Lucky bastard. I take a bite of toast and strut out the door. Heading to the hell that is school. I walk there, since its only 10-15 minutes away from my house.

When I get to school, Jayden was waiting by my locker. She smiles when she sees me. I fake smile back.

"Hey Jess!" She says perky. Her usual mood.

"Hey Jay." I say less perky. My usual mood. She frowns.

"I switched classes! We now have Social and English together!"

"Sweet. Now I won't be alone all the time." I say. What am I doing? I should be happy.

"Okay, what's first?" I ask. She smiles.

"Social." I smile back. This time it was real.

"Okay. Lemme get my stuff and we can go." She nods and waits for me.

Social went by fast. Third period was Music. That class is probably the only reason I'm still here. Music and Jayden. I take my usual seat.

This boy, I've never seen here before, sits beside me.

"Hi, um can I borrow your notes? I'm new here." I nod, and move my stand over.

"My names Josh Ramsay." He says holding his hand out. What is this? The 1940s? But he is pretty cute. His black and blue hair was placed just perfectly in front of his right eye. He had pale skin, and he was wearing a white t shirt, a black leather jacket, black skinny jeans, and black and red converse.

"My names Jessa Caplan." I say shaking his hand. He smiles, and we begin our class.

That class ended way too soon. Now I have English. Then I can finally go home. While I was heading towards my locker I heard footsteps behind me, and then I felt an arm reach around my shoulder.

"Hellllloo Jessa."

"Hellloo Josh." I say. I admit, I'm tingling right now.

"So since we're neighbors, do you wanna walk home with me?" We found out in music class that he lives three doors down. 1712 Acadia Road, while I was 1715 Acadia Road.

"Yeah!" I say a little too excited. He smiles.

"Okay, I'll meet you back here!" He says while waving and heading to his next class. He's sweet.

Thank GOD. English is over. Don't get me wrong, I like English, but sometimes its sooo boring. I go back to my locker and put my stuff away, so I can leave this hell hole. I close my locker and I am inches away from Josh's face. Whoa. His eyes. They're so blue. I snap out of it.

"Ready to go?" He asks sweetly. I nod.

"Yeah let's go." I say as we start walking. When we get outside he starts to talk.

"So Jessa, I want to know more about you."

"Okay um... well I love music, I hate school, I play 8 different instruments, I sing..." He smiles..

"Wow. Eight?" He says amazed. I laugh and nod.

"Yeah... piano, guitar, alto sax, tenor sax, trumpet, trombone, flute and percussion." He smiles.

"Cool!" I literally can't stop looking at him.

"Tell me some stuff about you now." I say. He nods.

"Well, I love music, I write songs, I sing, I play quite a few instruments, my dad owns a recording studio..."

"Awesome!" I say.

When we get to my house, we stop at my mailbox.

"So... Since we're neighbors and all... Do you wanna walk to school with me tomorrow?" He asks. I nod.

"Totally!" Oops. Too excited. He smiles.

"Okay, I will see you tomorrow then!" He says.

"See you tomorrow." I say, while turning to go inside.

"Oh wait!" He says, stopping me in my tracks.

"Yeah?" He smiles.

"What's your number?" I smile back. He hands me his phone and I hand him mine.                                          

"There. Now we can talk whenever." I say. He smiles and begins to walk back to his house. I go inside and see that my brother Mason, was watching me and Josh and he was waiting for me.

"Well well well..... Little miss Jessa has a boyfriend." I roll my eyes.

"Mason, shut up. And no I don't, Josh is just a friend."

"Ooh Josh is it?" I ignore him and walk upstairs. I lay on my bed. Ugh, school again tomorrow. Ew. My phone buzzes in my pocket.

'Hey Jessa'

'Hi Josh'

'Whats up?'

'Haha nothing since I last saw you'

'Smartass'

'I know you are but what am I'

He doesn't respond after that. I go on my lap top and play some music. Aerosmith and AC/DC baby.

I wake up, in my clothes I wad wearing yesterday. Oops. I fell asleep I guess. 6:47. And yet I woke up before my alarm. I get up and have a shower. I put on a red t shirt that had 'Music Is Life' on it, black skinny jeans and my black bobs. I straighten my hair again and do my make up the same as yesterday. I walk downstairs and have a granola bar. Mason was at his girlfriends place I guess. I go outside and I see Josh waiting by my mailbox. Aww he was waiting for-I mean... That was nice of him...

"Well doesn't someone look extra nice today." He says.

"Thanks. You look pretty too." He smiles and we head to school.

When we get to school, we walk in together and we get really weird looks. As if I care. Jayden was waiting by my locker, and when she sees me she doesn't exactly smile.

"See you in Social class." Josh says. What? He's in my class? Sweet. I walk to my locker.

"Who was that?" Jayden asks. I smile. Just a friend of mine. She smirks.

"Mmhm a friend." She says winking. I roll my eyes and we begin the school day.

After school is over, I begin walking home. But I'm stopped by someone tackling me. I land flat on my ass.

"Ow what the f- Oh hi Josh." He smirks.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Home?"

"Well we're walking together, remember?" Oops. I forgot.

"Oh yeah hey." I say while laughing. He laughs with me and we begin our journey home.