Hiedy Howard
Damon put his hand on my knee as we sat quietly in the back of the car. The silence dragged on, keeping an akward vibe in the car and when we pulled up to our house, I was actually relieved.
Jake got out and opened the door for Rosie. I watched quietly as they walked up the path. I could tell Damon was staring at me but I wouldn't or should Isay couldn't look at him. When I tried my head wouldn't move.
"Hiedy?"
"Yeah Damon?" I finally faced him.
"I wanna try something." he whispered.
"umm...okay...?"
He scratched the back of his neck nervously while I swept my bangs back from my eye. I wonder why he's nervous. Damon put one hand on my cheek and the other on my arm.
"Damon?" I asked after a moment.
He shook his head with a small smile. I covered his hand, that rested on my cheek, with my own.
"What is it?" I whispered.
He sucked in a deep breath before pushing his lips to mine byte kiss was slow and warm. But I was scared! His was my first real kiss after all!! What if I had bad breath? What if I wasn't a good kisser? What if he realizes he should give in to Jenny?
I pulled away suddenly l. He stared at me with hurt and confusion. I dropped my hand, pulling his away also, then shrugged his other hand off my shoulder.
"I'm sorry. But I've gotta go." I pushed open the car door and slid out.
"Wait! It's cold!" he tossed me his hoodie.
I obiedently pulled it on. After whispering out an other "I'm sorry" I dashed around the house and collapsed on the couch on the far side of our little shed.
Rosie opened the door then closed it slowly. She sat next to me quietly as I stared straight ahead. She pinched the fabric of the hoodie and gave me a confused look.
"It's Damon's." I shruged while staring out the light grey hoodie.
"Is it now?" she grinned.
I rolled my eyes before curling into a ball. I felt Rosie wrap an arm around my shoulder. we stayed like that for a while, curled up on our couch.
"Jake kissed me." she mumbled suddenly.
"yeah? Damon kissed me. At least tried." I turned my head to look at her.
"Why do you think they're interested? I mean, we're pretty but don't you find it odd?!" She stood up and began to pace.
"Rosie!" I grabbed her wrist and forced her to look at me. "We'll be okay."
With a nod of her head, we laid down. Soon falling asleep.
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. I groaned before pulling my phone off the ground. Who would be calling this early on a Saturday?!
Damon.
I jumped off the couch, causing Rosie to fall to the floor with an "oomph!"
"Hello?" I asked into the phone.
"Um...is this Hiedy?" Damon asked nervously.
"yes... Can I help you?" Ugh! That was stupid.
"oh! Umm, I-owww man!" I arched an eyebrow and held the phone tighter. "Sorry Hiedy! Jakes here Being a jerk." i giggled as o heard another "oomph!" and the phone shuffle.
"Hey. It be Jake. Just so you know. I'm not a jerk!"
I laughed before saying "don't worry Jakey! Anyone has sleep overs and pillow fight is not a jerk."
"I'm offended! Are you taunting Damon and myself at our pillow skills?!" he gasped and made a "tsk tsk" sound.
There was more shuffling before I heard Damon say: "We'll see you at my house for a movie marathon! Be here at 7:00. I'll text you the address."
"No buts! Tell Rosie her and Jakes plans have been dumped to Sunday at 7:00. See ya in two hours!"
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Our Messed up Fairytale
Подростковая литератураHave you ever read those stories about princesses, castles and happy endings? Well in my world, those don't exist.