Summer Rain

[23] Take Me Away

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All the thoughts,

Lead back to you.

Back to what, was never said.

Back and forth,

Inside my head.

I can't handle this confusion.

~Take Me Away- Avril Lavigne

      Truth be told, there were no sparks. I wasn't really expecting them though. I mean, if there weren't any last time, why would there be any this time? I think Hollywood movies exaggerate it. Or maybe Kaden wasn't, quote, unquote, the one. Or maybe it was because the kiss wasn't really for real. Though, a sort of warm tingle did run through me, so maybe that could be counted as sparks. If it did, count as sparks, I mean, they were really muted.

      Why was I even thinking about this? I should be trying to slip into character, not debate whether or not there were sparks!

      I felt his hand come up and his thumb just barely brush my cheek, successfully pulling me out of my thoughts. In fact, as much as I hated to admit it, the action pulled pretty much all coherent thought from my mind. Curse you, Kaden. It's over. You shouldn't still have this effect on me. His tongue peeked out and teased the edges of my lips as I felt myself grow lightheaded.

      This kiss should've been fake, only for the film, but it felt like so much more. It felt like a downpour of emotions. I let every single feeling I had bottled up since it ended come out. Anger. Hate. Annoyance. Hope. Regret. Okay, and maybe a bit of like. Just like. No love. There couldn't be love. I wouldn't let it be there.

      To be honest, it felt good. I didn't want to admit it, but it was true. Shivers racked through my body, causing goose bumps to prickle against my skin. For some reason that was completely unknown to me, sometime during the kiss one, or both, of us had moved closer.

      I almost, almost forgot this was fake. That Kallie, Brett, Annabelle and Clark were all watching. Then I heard Brett call 'Cut' and yanked myself away from him. I created as much space between us as I could in the small dent we had created in the thick comforter, which unfortunately, and awkwardly, wasn't very much.

      Not saying a word, Kaden just looked at me intently as I tried to avoid his piercing state. I looked away from him to see Annabelle and Kallie talking, with huge, and slightly scary grins on their faces and Brett was talking to Clark who has an expression that was similar to Brett's when Clark tried to explain basketball to him. It was like a role reversal, really.

      For the rest of filming, I did my best to avoid Kaden's eyes, only looking at him when we were in character. I was pretty surprised at his acting ability. He had never expressed interest in acting before, but he was actually really good. Better than some people in drama club.

      We had to go over the scene a dozen times before Kallie (well, and Brett, but mostly Kallie) was satisfied. I had a feeling she was trying to do this, and I was most likely right. After our final take of the scene, Brett began babbling to Clark about how the edits would make it look amazing as Kallie went to talk to Kaden.

      A sort of uneasy feeling settled into my stomach. It was probably just been the nerves of having to deal with Kaden after the kiss. I mean, I knew that the kiss was supposed to be fake, but it hadn’t felt like that, and from Kaden’s stare, I knew that he had felt it too.