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š§āāļøš§āāļøEpisode 14šš
ššOh Great, A d@tĀ£ Coming Right Up!
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“Pss, pss, wake up!!” someone whispered in my ear.
I gro-an ed and tried to shoo it away.
“Wake up, Vanessa!”
“Shut up, Jason!” I whispered sleepily.
“It’s me, Beth! Now wake up!! Hurry up!!”
I gro-an ed, Who is Beth??
I got up and looked around me, Valerie, Vicky, Sunny and Beth,
Ohhh, that Beth.
“What’s the matter?” I asked ru-bbing my eyes. Valerie g@sped
and rushed to my side and started clawing throu-gh my hair with her
hand.
“Your d@tĀ£ is today!” Beth explained and everything flow throu-gh
me.
“What’s time is it right now?” I asked.
“3:00.”
“3:00!! THAT’S CRA -!!”
“SHHH!! Jason is still slee-ping!!” Vicky said, covered my mouth
and jĀ£rking her thumb behind her. She re-moved her mouth and I
sighed.
“I don’t nee-d to wake up that early to be preparing, right?”
“Yes you do, you nee-d all of that time, now get out of be-d!” Beth
whispered.
Great, a bad start so far.
Men have everything easier, they don’t have to care about their
look, they don’t have to wax, shave, pluck or thre-ad, they don’t have
to be f0rƧĀ£d to wear something uncomfortable like heels, and they
don’t have to do anything that girls have to do.
When they was finished with ma-king my hair softer, skin more
shinier, legs shaved and muscle relaxed, Sunny c@mĀ£ in the
bathroom with the outfit.
“No, no, no, dress plea-se.” I plea-sed.
“Oh hell yeah you are gonna wear this!” Sunny said.
I pouted a little and asked, “What about now? No, plea-se?”
“No faces, you have to wear it!”
“But it’s fall outside and it’s going to be cold!”
“Well, that’s why you have a Burberry coat.” Sunny said.
I sighed; this is hopeless arguing with them.
They helped me put on the dress, while Sunny went to get the
shoe.
“Watch, I’m gonna come home freezing my as-s off.” I said.
“No, you won’t, we love you, kk?” Vicky said and k!$$Ā£d me on
the cheeks.
“I got the shoe!!” Sunny said, hiding it behind her back.
“Dear Jesus Christ, let’s just take a moment to pray that the shoe
Sunny was talking about is not a high heel. I have alre-ady suffer
enough – being waken up, not even seeing the sun yet, wearing a
dress on a freezing – a$$ day and being f0rƧĀ£d to have a d@tĀ£ with
Jason. plea-se God, HELP ME!!!!” I took a de-ep breath and said the
last p@rt, “Amen.”
Sunny laughed and said, “Well, guess what, IT IS A HIGH
HEEL!”
I nearly died.
“plea-se, no heel, I am alre-ady wearing a dress.” I plea-sed and
made a puppy face.
“No faces! The final answer are high heels.” Sunny said, hands
on her h!ps.
“There’s always another shoe among the 200 pairs of shoe that
would look better than high heels. Like . . . um, like . . . my favorite
purple SNEAKERS!!!!” I said brilliantly.
“NO!!! WAY!! Sneakers, no, no, no. Now hurry up, we nee-d to do
the make – up. And we are wasting time arguing!” Valerie said,
cl@pping her hand to hurry everyone up.
I sighed and sli-pped my feet into the 100 inch heel.
“How much inch is this? ‘Cause I don’t think I can step up to bring
my other feet in my other heel.” I said.
“Relax, it’s not that tall, it’s only a 3 inch heel.” Sunny said and
helped me put on the other shoe.
I stood up and I swear I felt like I was 100 feet above ground.
Yep, this is the first time I EVER wore high heels.
Valerie lead me to the make – up table, I lean on her in case I fall.
I slowly sat down and Valerie worked her magic on me. At the end, I
looked in the mirror and I looked like a live Barbie.
“Beautiful,” Mrs. Cohen said, ma-king me jump.
I turned around; this is the first time I saw Mrs. Cohen in her
bathrobe.
“She is good to go.” Beth said.
Sunny c@mĀ£ in with the Burberry coat. She helped me put on the
coat. Valerie helped fix my hair that was tucked in the coat.
“Ok, time to go, the limo is outside and Jason is there waiting.”
Mrs. Cohen said, grinning like crazy.
I walked down the stair, mostly leaning on Vicky.
“Good luck.” Vicky whispered.
“She doesn’t nee-d luck, she’s FAB!!” Beth said, wi-nking.
We headed to the front door and before we opened the door,
Beth said, “I like that V nĀ£Ā¢klace. And it looks good on you.”
I blu-shed and said, “James got it as a welcome gift.”
“Well, ok, have fun with your d@tĀ£.” She opened the door and the
sunlight stabbe-d my eyes.
“Here’s your sunglas-s.” Vicky handed it over and I put it on.
“Ok, have fun and get into the car!” Vicky said and giggled, “And
Jason looks h0t.”
I looked at him. Alright, I admit it, he does look h0t. He wore a
casual, white bo-ttomdown and a pair of dark jean with his hair gel.
He waved at me and I took baby steps walking over to him, not
wanting to trip and hoped that I didn’t look like an idiot who doesn’t
know how to walk.
“Hi,” I breathed.
“Hi, you look beautiful.” he said.
I blu-shed and said, “You look handsome.”
He flashed me his billion dollar smile.
“Let’s go.” Jason said, opening the car door. I turned around and
waved, when Jason wasn’t looking, Beth win-ked and Vicky made a
heart with both of her hands. I smiled like an idiot and got inside the
car.
“So where do you want to go?” Jason asked.
I shrugged.
“Let’s go eat something first.” Jason said.
I nodded.
“You know you look really good.” Jason said.
I blu-shed.
“And I see that James got you a nĀ£Ā¢klace.” Jason said, leaning in
to hold the nĀ£Ā¢klace in his hand. As he reached, his f!nger brushed
the ba-re skin on my che-st and it sĀ£nt a small shock throu-gh my
bĀ©dy. I shivered a little.
“Yeah.” I said, trying to stay as still as possible.
Than his hand pu-ll-ed away and went to my f!ngers. Again, it sĀ£nt
shock throu-gh my bĀ©dy.
“And you’re still wearing my ring?” he asked.
I blu-shed and said, “Yeah,”
I looked at my feet. Jason pu-ll-ed his hand away and he tuck a
stand of hair behind my ear. I swear Jason is in his flir-t mode.
“So, um, where are we going to be eating?” I asked, looking up.
“At my favorite breakfast place.”
“Uhhmmm,” I said, “It’s really good!”
He chuckled and put a piece of blueberry pancake with maple
syrup and ice cream in his mouth.
I gr@bbĀ£d the glas-s of water and drank half of it. I grinned.
We quic-kly finished and Jason threw a hundred dollar bill on the
table and gr@bbĀ£d my hand, running out.
“You gave them 100 for just 2 things?” I asked, laughing.
“Yeah, I guess, kinda worth it.” he shrugged, grinning.
We jumped into the car and the limo started.
“Where are we going next?” I asked, not realizing that I was still
holding Jason’s hand. I was about to pu-ll away when Jason held it
ti-ghter. I blu-shed.
“We are going to the amusement park.” he said.
“I haven’t been to one in a long time.” I said.
“Yeah, me too. Old times.” he said shaking his head. I laughed.
“I love the bu-mper cars.” I said.
“No matter how old you get you can never get over bu-mper cars.”
he said. I smiled. ha-rd to believe, but Jason and I have a lot of
similarities.
In no time we arrived to the amusement park.
“Is this a new amusement park?” I asked.
“Yeah,”
“Let’s go!!!” I said excitedly, tugging his hands to hurry up.
We brou-ght two 50 dollar tickets.
“bu-mper cars first!” I said and ran to the bu-mper cars. We got in
the car and the men shouted the instructions.
“Ok, re-ady to have some fun?” the men asked.
“Yes!” everyone screamed.
“Ok, re-ady, set, go!!!!!!!” he shouted and everyone started their
bu-mper car.
I charge my car full – speed to Jason and bu-mped him really
ha-rd .
“I’m gonna get you!” Jason said and raced after me.
“No, I am not an experience driver!” I shouted and I accidentally
bu-mped into the wall, following from the bu-mp from Jason’s cart.
I drove backwards and hit the opposite wall. Jason started
laughing like crazy. I blu-shed from embarras-sment.
“Hey, I don’t know which pedal is forward and backward!” I
shouted at Jason with a fist in the air.
“Hey you over there, move your goddamn bu-mper car! You are
blocking me!” a fat kid behind me shouted.
Jason laughed ha-rder.
I hitted myself mentally.
I’m gonna show him who will be laughing at the end!
I drove forward and bu-mped him again. This whole time we
continued to bu-mp each other, but I kept on bu-mping him and the
walls.
“Ok, ten more second before this around ends.” the men
shouted. I decided that this was the time to get Jason back.
The men started counting backward and I charged to Jason. I
sm-irked, I’m gonna like this!!!!
I found Jason and I quic-kly charged towards him. It took him
back, he was about to get me back when the alaram rung and the
bu-mper cars froze.
“I’m gonna get you, watch!!!” Jason shouted. I squealed, quic-kly
unbuckling my seatbelt to run away. I would have run fas-ter if I
wasn’t wearing a 3 inch high heel. I quic-kly run to the high swings
where they would raise you high above ground and you would spin
round and round. I grinned.
“Gotcha!” Jason shouted, wra-pping an arm around me. It startled
me and I jumped, but when I turned around, I squealed.
Than, he started tickling me in my stomach, my ticklish spĀ©t. I
was laughing so ha-rd I could ha-rd ly breathe and my head started
hurting.
” . . . My stomach . . . . hurts!” I said in between breaths. I leaned
on him for support, trying to catch my breath.
When I finally caught my breath I said, “Let’s ride the high
swings.” Pointing to them.
“Sure.”
We got on to the swing seat and I took off my shoe.
“What are you doing?” Jason asked laughing.
“Just in case the shoe will fall from my feet when we are high up
in the sky.” I said.
He chuckled.
“You know, Sunny is going to scream her head off if I lose these 4
inch Jimmy Choo shoes.” I joked.
He laughed.
“OK!! LISTEN EVERYONE, BUCKLE YOUR SEAT BELT AND I
WILL COME AROUND TO SEE. AFTER THAT THE RIDE WILL
START!!!” shouted the men in charge. I put on my seat belt and I
waited for it to start.
Soon, I could feel the swing being raised into the air. I squealed
and looked at Jason. He grinned back. I daggled my shoe at him and
smiled. The swing stĀ©pped rising when it was about 50 feet above
ground.
I looked down and grinned. I see that a few people were looking
at us. “Jason!!! WE ARE SO HIGH!!!” I shouted to him, “IT’S
BEAUTIFUL UP HERE!”
He nodded.
“re-ady, people?” the speaker went on and I looked down. I could
see more people come to see our ride.
“YEAH!!” everyone shouted. The music started pla-ying and the
swing started swinging.
“WHOOOOOO!” I cheered along with everyone else.
We were so high up and I love it. I looked down and I think we
were about 70 feet above ground.
“JASON, IT’S SO MUCH FUN UP HERE!” I shouted to him,
putting my hand up in the air (along with my shoe). I looked at him
and his hand was in the air too.
“Whooo!” everyone shouted.
The ride lasted for a while, before our feet tĀ©uƧhed the ground. I
reluctantly sl!pon my shoe and walked over to Jason.
The day continued and when we felt tired, we headed towards
the car. I had a stickful of cotton candy in my hand and Jason had a
can of soda in his hand.
“Are we going to go home now?” I asked in the car.
“No,” he said.
“Then, where are we going to go?” I asked, looking up at him.
“We going to the beach to take a walk, then we are going to sit on
the cliff to watch the sun set.”
“How far is the beach?” I asked.
“Not very far. Wait, its right around that corner.” Jason said,
pointing out at the front window.
The car stĀ©pped and I opened the car door to step onto the
beach boardwalk. I took off my shoe and threw it back into the car.
Jason held my hand and we walked into the cool sand.
“You know that the Full Moon is coming up right?” Jason asked.
I nodded.
“So, what do I do when it is the Full Moon?” I asked, feeling a
little dumb, ok, ok, I feel really dumb asking.
He chuckled, “You run, hunt – ”
I stĀ©pped walking.
“HUNT?!” I squeaked.
He chuckled, “Yeah,”
“Like, eating the animal skin and – ”
He laughed and said, “Yeah, but you’ll like it.”
I gagged, “I’m going to throw up.”
He chuckled.
“And I turn hairy and stuff??” I asked, continued to walk.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“And what happens when I get lost hunting?”
“Don’t worry, you can always talk to me in your mind and you can
always howl. It’s call the Mate Howl.”
“Oh and – ”
“You ask a lot of questions you know.”
“Yeah, I know, and . . . do we – never mind.” I whispered,
blu-shing.
“What, tell me.” Jason said, tugging my hand a little.
“No, it’s embarras-sing.” I whispered, keeping my head down.
“Just say it.”
“Fine, do we . . . you know . . . go n-ked when we turn to a
werewolf?” I asked, keeping my head down.
He chuckled, “Yeah. You become n-ked.”
“Oh.” I said quietly. Jason chuckled.
“Oh, and when can a werewolf hear each other entirely?” I asked.
“When they’re officially mated.”
“Like when they bite each other?” I asked.
“Yeah, you want me to demonstration?” he asked, sm-irking.
Before I could respond, he di-pped his head to the crook of my
nĀ£Ā¢k and started k!ss!ngmy nĀ£Ā¢k. He ni-bbled my nĀ£Ā¢k and collar
bone.
I blu-shed. I could feel my breath quic-ken.
“Jason! StĀ©p!” I said trying to push him off of me, “I don’t want to
be mated yet and especially not on the beach!”
He k!$$Ā£d my jaw and my throat one last time before he backed
away.
He grinned, “That was only the demonstration, but mating is
more de-ep then that. And you smell like peach and orange.”
I blu-shed ha-rd .
He leaned down to smell me one more time.
I blu-shed even ha-rder.
“Whoa, you are very red.” he said laughing. He gr@bbĀ£d my hand
and continued walking. He put a f!nger on my cheeks.
“And your cheeks are warm.” he laughed.
I hit him pla-yfully.
“I’m seriously, you smell like peach and orange.” he said, “Every
wolf has a different smell and only their mates can smell their scent
strongly.”
“I know, but you don’t have to sniff me!” I exclaimed.
“What do I smell like?” Jason asked, laughing.
“I don’t know.”
“You do know, just say it.”
“I don’t.”
Jason stĀ©pped walking and hvgged me ti-ghtly.
“Now you do.”
I laughed. I closed my eyes and took a de-ep breath. The smell of
him makes me dizzy and boosts my ego.
I opened my eyes and said, “Fine, you smell like shampoo and
cologne.”
We started to walk uphill.
“Are we there, yet?” I asked.
“Very near, just reach the end of this cliff.”
We continued to climb until we got to the end of the cliff.
I smiled, “It’s beautiful up here.” I said.
Jason pu-ll-ed me to sit down next to him.
“Beautiful, huh?” Jason asked and I sit down next to him.
“Yes, when did you discover this place?” I asked, placing my
head onto his shoulders.
“I don’t know, just celebr@ting here with my friends when we
graduated from middle school. We BBQ here. After that I realized
how beautiful this place was.”
“I like this place.” I said, “I’ve always wanted to watch the sun set
with someone.”
“I can always watch the sun set with you.” Jason offered.
I lifted my head up and smiled, “Thanks. We should visit this
place more often.”
Jason smiled and put his right arm around my shoulder. He
leaned his head closer to me. I could smell his cologne and
shampoo. I could see what Jason was like in the sun set. His green
has a hint of gold and gray, his hair looks golden and his lashes
looks golden, his skin looks like it’s glowing and I looked at hisl-ips.
They were full and light pink. They look very k!ssable. My heart beat
just knowing what was about to come up and I could hear my blood
rush by my ear. I could feel my wolf smiling and my cheeks flu-shed a
little. This time I felt like I want to k!sshim.
I leaned in a little, until ourl-ips was just an inch away. I looked at the
edge of his jaw a little and I could feel my wolf jumping on the inside.
This time Jason closed the inch and ourl-ips met.
I didn’t know what I felt . . . and I don’t know exactly how to
describe it . . . but it felt like a flower finally bloomed and a bird finally
could fly. I could feel the sparks from myl-ips and the tingling feeling
from his tĀ©uƧh on my shoulder and my w@!st. He opened hisl-ips a
little and I just move myl-ips along with his.
This is my first k!ss. My very first k!ss. With Jason.
Jason.
I never knew what a k!sswas and I knew that even if I did, I
probably think it is gross, but now that I’ve . . . k!$$Ā£d someone, I
un-derstand why everyone want their first k!ssat a young age.
This is my perfect first k!ss.
k!ss!ngsomeone while the sun is setting and k!ss!ngsomeone at
the end of a full ā of ā memories ā day.
This is the k!ssthat Iāve never thought would exist and this is the
k!ssthat exactly exist.
That perfect feeling is just unforgettable.
Tbc