"dreadful etiquette I apologise" JD said after he opened the window.
"it's okay...you better come in before you slip" I say, unable to hide a smile. I get out of my desk chair and push my window up higher so that he can safely climb through, I leave it open.
"next time I promise to call ahead" he says, looking at the book now in the corner, its pages crumpled beneath it.
"oh that, wasn't because of you. I got stuck on a problem and kind of lost it" I explain. He makes an 'ah' face.
"Well, I saw the croquet set up in the back, up for a match?" he asks. I smile and nod. "great, I'll take the window" he says. I nod. he climbs back through the window and I close it before quickly going down the stairs. I check my parents room to find them both passed out and then meet JD on the back lawn.
"any particular colour you prefer?" he asks.
"no. you?" I ask. he shakes his head. He looks around for a moment, picking up the yellow Mallet and the green ball. I chuckle and pick up the blue mallet and red ball.
We played for a while. I finally managed to hit his ball with mine.
"hitting me out?" he asked. Is came over to him. he stood right next to his ball. I looked down and hit my ball through the metal hoop. When I looked up, I realised I had stepped a lot closer than I thought, or maybe he stepped closer while I wasn't looking. It didn't matter, he was there, and so close. I couldn't help but stare into his eyes. He lent in. I pulled back slightly. He did too. I quickly lent in instead and kissed him. it was only quick. I guess I was trying to let him know I wasn't saying no. I was just hesitant. After a moment, he kissed me again. This one was longer and followed by another and another.
After a while, I felt it going further than I felt was okay at that moment. I carefully separated myself. We both breathed deeply.
"I'm sorry, I'm just not ready for that" I say quietly.
"it's...okay. I get it" he says. he kisses my cheek and smiles. "it's pretty late, I better get home... want me to pick you up in the morning?" he asked. I smiled.
"I'd like that" I say. we kiss one last time before he leaves. For a moment, I had forgotten my worry over Heather. However, it wasn't long before it came back.
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Heathers (parody)
Teen FictionJane has been friends with the Heather's since Elementary. she's watched as they became 'the Heather's' that ruled the school and as they initiated Veronica Sawyer into their group in high school. but she never cared enough to stop them. it wasn't t...
