[Through the Darkness there is a light]. (RP for littlesteamy
As if things couldn't get any stranger in Cassie's life right? Wrong. Apparently somewhere in between her sleeping on the couch with Jesse and actually sleeping, he'd gotten up and well now Jesse was older..
It was a shock to say the least as she started talking to the older him and then it hitting her that he was JESSE. Her Jesse. Her cuddle bug. She had to admit, she still thought she was in shock as she walked back into the Sloan home with several bags of clothes. She'd hit Hot Topic since they seemed the kind of clothes she pictured him wearing, she just hoped she was right. She even picked something out for herself while she was there.
So she set the bags by his bedroom door and knocked, running her fingers through her somewhat reddish tresses and then walked away, figuring he'd open the door and grab them. Now she was out in the living room, sitting on the couch and playing with the ends to the short pink and black plaid skirt she'd bought, just thinking over things. Jesse had her all kinds of fumbly and butterflyish and she wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or a bad thing. SHE did not get like this. Ever! She had to admit one thing though, she was right when she said he was going to be a looker. And when she was talking to the older him, James hadn't even crossed her mind once.
"Hey Jess! HURRY UP!"
It was a shock to say the least as she started talking to the older him and then it hitting her that he was JESSE. Her Jesse. Her cuddle bug. She had to admit, she still thought she was in shock as she walked back into the Sloan home with several bags of clothes. She'd hit Hot Topic since they seemed the kind of clothes she pictured him wearing, she just hoped she was right. She even picked something out for herself while she was there.
So she set the bags by his bedroom door and knocked, running her fingers through her somewhat reddish tresses and then walked away, figuring he'd open the door and grab them. Now she was out in the living room, sitting on the couch and playing with the ends to the short pink and black plaid skirt she'd bought, just thinking over things. Jesse had her all kinds of fumbly and butterflyish and she wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or a bad thing. SHE did not get like this. Ever! She had to admit one thing though, she was right when she said he was going to be a looker. And when she was talking to the older him, James hadn't even crossed her mind once.
"Hey Jess! HURRY UP!"