Ocean Blue & You

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I arrived back home the next day tired and also relieved the trip was over. It had been fairly enjoyable but now the date with Jack tomorrow had entered my mind and my heart leapt with joy. I fell asleep early that night so that the day came around quicker, because my heart was pounding with excitement, and I had visions of love that I had for Jack pouring out of me like a teapot, where it got to the point where I couldn't move with joy and Jack had to carry me back home immobile. It was very strange. But I was actually really nervous. I hadn't planned anything, apart from the fact that I was meeting him on the same street I did last a couple rows back to be safely hidden from my parents.

When I woke up that morning I knew I still had a whole day until 7pm, but I couldn't stop squealing. And it wasn't like this hadn't happened before either. I was like some giggling, school girl. A blushing Juliet. I couldn't contain my excitement. I even had to stay in my room most of the day otherwise Mum would get suspicious to why I was in a really great mood for no reason and not acting my usual moody, teenage self. I sat and read my book for a bit to kill time and relieve my boredom, turning the pages dully and occasionally glimpsing the beautiful, summer outdoors I was taking for granted. Time was slow.

*

It was nearly seven o'clock. I had brushed my hair and put on another long, cotton dress that was baby blue and had a pretty, delicate floral pattern over it and was short sleeved. I put some sandals on and tucked my honey blonde hair behind my ears as I exited home with barely any makeup on and told Dad I was going into town to buy a couple things.

I strolled down the few streets to get to our meeting place, wondering if Jack did actually have a plan or whether he thought it would all be me. I guess I should have organized something since I was the one who said it in the letter, but I hadn't been able to decide what he would like or I would I enjoy both together. I was terrible at planning events like this so thought it better if we left it for both of us to decide, or him. But now I was thinking that wasn't such a good idea after all.

But then I saw Jack staring into space with his golden hair, ocean eyed gaze and casual clothes and position and all these stupid, panicked thoughts rushed away as fast the wind. I smiled at him before he saw me approaching, and then when he caught my gaze he beamed as bright as the sun. I broke into a little run as we met and touched. I pulled him into a big hug as he kissed my lips passionately, and I stroked his cheek.

"I missed you," he whispered, as I burrowed into his shoulder.

"Me too."

With anyone normal like Mum, Dad or Anna and Faith, three or four days really wasn't much. But Jack wasn't that sort of person to me. We were sort of magnetic. And anytime we weren't near each other just felt wrong.

"I hope you didn't think there was anything planned," I said, as we linked hands and began walking up towards Greater Littleton and the tram stop. "Because I had no clue what to do."

"Oh, I have a little something in mind..." Jack said smiling.

"Really?" I asked, intrigued.

"Yeah. I have it all planned. But it's a surprise," said Jack, and he began to blush sheepishly.

I grinned. But inside I was deeply relieved he had something planned so our first proper date wouldn't be a complete flop.

"You look beautiful by the way. You always do," he said and then it was my turn to blush.

"So do you," I replied and then we both laughed a little.

Jack continued to chatter away happily like he usually did while I sort of went on auto-pilot and daydreamed about how I would be if I hadn't met Jack, and he was still living in America. I tried to imagine how I was before I met him, and how things were. But now everything before Jack seemed so distant now. When a person takes over you and your whole life unwillingly (still enjoyably) but also unexpectedly, it's very hard to look back to before your life was tipped upside down and remember and relate. Life was just so plain, empty and boring before Jack, and so long ago, even though it was only three months ago.