Chapter 9, Alexis

*sorry this chapter is dumb, but i'm at a loss for ideas..*

Oh my god. I can't believe I just kissed Justin. I told him I didn't feel anything. And at first I didn't. But then... I did.


I can't believe it. I can't be falling for him. I just can't. It's impossible. I want to tell Alyssa, but a part of me doesn't want to. So I don't.

After I kissed Justin, I left and walked home. He didn't say or do anything, just sat there. It was like he was in shock. In a good way or a bad way, I don't know. But I do know that I want to kiss him more. A lot more.

So after I left, I came home, and ran to my room. I layed down on my bed and screamed into one of my pillows. He asked me out! And I kissed him! Why didn't I say yes when he asked me out? Why didn't I kiss him longer? Ugh!

Kate walks into my room. "Are you ok?"

"Uhm, yeah..." I told her what happened, and she laughed.

"Why didn't you say yes?"

"I don't know!"

She laughed again. "Well, I don't know what to tell you."

I sigh. "My life is so weird..."

Kate chuckles. "You got that right." She leaves.

All of a sudden, my phone vibrates. I open it and see that I have a text message from Justin.

"R u sure u dont wanna go out w/ me???" he wrote.

"Positive," I reply.

"I dont blieve u," he says.

"Dont make me come over there and kiss u again 2 prove it." I hit send, then realize what I wrote.

"Is that a threat or a promise? ;)" he replies.

"Ur gonna wish it was a promise if u dont stop bugging me," I say. He doesn't text back.

I need sleep or something. I crawl under the covers, close my eyes, and take a nap.



"Justin, stop," I'm saying. "I'm serious."

"C'mon, you know you like it," he says.

"No, I don't like it. Get off me. Now."

He looks me in the eyes. "Do you really want me to get off of you?"

I don't say anything. I think I'm thinking about it, but I'm not really sure. "No," I say. "Don't get off of me. Don't stop." WHAT?! What did I just say?!

He grins. "Well alrighty then." He kisses me, and I kiss back. He moves his hands under my shirt, and then -

I sit upright and look around. No Justin. I'm in my room. I sigh. "It as just a dream," I whisper to myself. I look at my clock, and it's about 10:00 at night. I get out of bed and go sit at my window seat. I stare out the window, thinking, about Justin, about my dream. What was that all about? It was just weird. It was exactly what happened the other day, except for when I told him not to get off me. Why did I say that? I would never say that.

Then, all of a sudden, I realize that maybe I said what I said in my dream, because that's what I really wanted. Maybe I really didn't want him to stop. Maybe I wanted to kiss him. Maybe I really do like him.

I hear something hit the window. I look around, and then I hear it again. I open the window and look out, and a small rock hits me in the head. "Ow!" I exclaim.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!" I hear below me. I look down, and see Justin's friend Christian. What the heck?

"Christian? What are you doing here? How did you know where I live?"

He shrugs. "I asked around, and I finally found someone that knew. And I need to talk to you about Justin."

"No thanks. I really don't want to talk about him."

"C'mon, please? He doesn't know I'm here. But I need to talk to you."

I sigh. "Alright, fine, I guess. But hold on a second." I quietly walk down the hall, open the door to Kate's room, and peek in. She's sound asleep. Good. I go back to my room and lean out the window. "Okay. You can climb up that flower vine thingy."

"Aight. I'm coming up." He climbs up the thingy, and I help pull him through my window, and he falls on the floor. He gets up, laughing.

"So what did you need to talk to me about?"

"Right. Justin. He likes you. A lot."

I roll my eyes. "Oh please. He does not."

"Yeah he does. Trust me."

"How would you -"

"I know him. I can tell. When he talks about you, his whole face lights up. He doesn't look at you the way he looks at other girls. He looks at you like, like he's in love."

"I just don't know. The other day, when we were studying..."

"He's not used to feeling that way. He didn't know what to do. But just trust me. When he woke up this morning, one of the first things he said was, 'I need to call Alexis.'."

"Really?"

He nods. "Really."

"Wow... Is that why he was in shock or whatever after I kissed him?"

Christian's eyes bug out. "You kissed him?"

My jaw drops. "You didn't know?" I ask. He shakes his head no. "Oh. Well, yeah, I was trying to prove a point. He can tell you about it if he wants to."

"Alright. Well, uhm, it's late... I better get going?"

I nod. "Yeah. Thanks for coming and telling me that. But why couldn't you just tell me at school?"

"Because, Justin watches you, like, all the time. He would see if I came up to you, and he'd know something was up."

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense. So, uhm, I guess I'll talk to you later then?"

"Sure. Oh, and, don't tell Justin I was here, kay?"

"Okay." I smile, and he smiles back. Then he climbs out my window and leaves. I sigh and sit down on my bed. Could he really like me? I doubt it. I bet Christian just said that to make me feel good. But he seemed so honest.. Oh well. It's too late to worry about it now. I have school in the morning. I need to get some rest. I lay back down and close my eyes, drifting into a nice, peaceful sleep.