Now What? ~ Chapter Eight ~ ''Friendship''
Author's note: This one has 1.203 words in it. Woot! There will be ten or eleven chapters. Depending on how many you'll want when I write chapter nine. This chapter is dedicated to Julu_24, a good LJ friend of mine. She's been away for a while and she returned, so this is kinda my welcome back gift or somethin'. :D
3 weeks later...
''Oh, I'm gonna miss you so much when you'll go home tommorow'' - I heard my Grandmother say while I was eating my cereal.
Go home...
This two words rang in my ears, and the realization of what she meant, made me drop the spoon that's been close to my mouth, just waiting for me to put the cereal on it in my mouth.
''Oh crap'' - I whispered and quickly reached for my wheelchair. The bowl of cereal that I've been holding in my arms fell down and the milk spilled all over my pajamas, the floor, and a little bit on the red couch that I have been sitting on. ''Alice?'' - my Grandma walked into the living room, a mop was tossed over her left shoulder. She have been cleaning in the kitchen. She heard no response from me, though, 'cause I was already in my bedroom, undressing from my PJ's and tossing a pair of dark blue jeans and a white t-shirt with a sign which read I may be small, but I'm the boss here on. Eric and I spotted it one day in the mall, and the obvious coincidence was just to funny for us not to buy the t-shirt. I finally find my black sneakers and tied the laces on them. ''I'm going out, I'll be back soon!'' - I shouted while opening the door - ''Oh, and I'm sorry about the mess!'' - I added just as the door slammed shut. I proggresed to the elevator fast and pressed the button. ''Come on, come on, come on!'' - I said, impatiently. The door finally opened and I made my way inside. There was a boy inside. He was standing, his face buried into a tons of paper. He looked about fifteen. I sighed. ''You seem to be in a rush'' - he said, but he didn't look away from the papers. I was a bit shocked he spoke, but I quickly recovered and answered - ''Yeah...hah...I guess I am.'' I laughed, thinking how crazy I may look to him. He smiled, and I looked over at him. His black hair was messy, but in an attractive way. He had hazel eyes, and a fairly pale skintone. He wore glasses, but something inside me told me he had a small diopter and had to wear them just when he was reading and stuff like that. They certainly didn't make him look like a nerd. When he smiled, it changed his entire face. In a good way, I may add. I founded him quite attractive, and I had a weird feeling that I knew who he was, but I certainly couldn't say who. I blinked, and found him looking at me too. He lifted his glasses and put the pen that he's been holding in his mouth. His look looked almost like he had that same feeling as I had. ''You...'' - he started. ''I look familiar to you, don't I?'' - I finished. He nodded. ''The feeling's mutual'' - I said, and the elevator door opened. In front of them was Jonathan. ''Alice'' - he said, smiling. He dragged me to him and hugged me. I smiled back. ''Wait a sec'' - I said. When I turned around, that boy...he was gone. I felt a bit sad because of that fact, which was stupid because I didn't even know his name, but I still cared. I turned around and found a worried Jonathan in front of me. ''What's wrong?'' - he asked. ''Nothing'' - I said - ''Nothing...Park?'' - I smiled. He smiled back and nodded.
*
''Wow...I can't believe it's been three weeks already'' - Jonathan said.
''I know'' - I nodded.
We were walking, side by side, through the park.
Suddenly he stopped and I looked at him, a What is it? Look in my eyes. He pointed to the bench near us and I smiled. We sat down and I looked at him. He had short, pale blond hair, dark green eyes and tanned skin. Today he was wearing a white t-shirt with a cream-colord shirt on it. He had white Nike shoes and black jeans. Jonathan was attractive. Girls were sighing when he passed the room. I could say that he was in love with some girl, though he wouldn't ever tell me who she was. Him and I were inseperable through this three weeks. We went to the movies, went for long walks, chatted on the phone for hours. You could say that we were best friends by now, so I was mildly insulted when he wouldn't tell me who that mystery girl he's in love was. I was pretty sad now that I knew I was leaving tommorow at 9 P.M. This was a shock to me due to the happines I felt through this three weeks. They were awesome. I'm gonna miss this dude.
''Alice?'' - he said.
''Yeah?''
''I...ummm...I...''
I laughed - ''You what?''
There was silence for a few minutes until he suddenly leaned in and, just a second before he pressed his lips against mine, I gently pushed him away and whispered his name. He seemed...hurt...to say the least. I looked at his eyes. Oh, God. I'm that mystery girl! Shit!
''I'm sorry, Jonathan, but I don't think I have those kinda feelings for you...'' - I trailed off.
''I...understand...I'm sorry...It was my fault...'' - he looked at me, trying his darnedest to pretend everything's okay.
''Look, you're a very good friend to me, and I'm thankful for these 3 weeks that you gave to me because they were amazing. You made me happy. But I don't think we should do this.''
''It's okay...'' - he smiled - ''Wanna go home now?''
I nodded and we got up.
*
When I got to the condo, I was a little down. I declined meal, and went to my room. When I closed the door, I looked out the window. What was I gonna do with Jonathan? I wasn't sure if I had feelings for him. I did feel happy in his company, and he was attractive, and had a good personality. His words he had said before I went inside the building, ringed in my ears. If you change your mind, I'll be here okay?I'll be waiting. I sighed, changed into my PJ's and crawled under the cool sheets. When I finally fell asleep, there were no nightmares...Just dreams...about that boy! I cleraly saw him in that elevator, standing just like he did earlier today. He was wearing a gray Metallica t-shirt, converse sneakers and black jeans, much like Jonathan's but again different. He had a black watch on his wrist, with white numbers and pointers. He smiled at me, his face litting up. Before I knew it, it was 9 A.M. and I woke up.
*
I finally decided about Jonathan. I was gonna be with him. I realized I had feelings for him, and he was a great person, so what have I got to lose? I passed the day with that thought and a smile plastered on my face, and about 13:00 I went out on the hallway. I was changing the song on my MP4 and when I looked up, I stopped dead in my track. There was Jonathan. And a girl. In his arms. Kissing.