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This is something I wrote one time when I had a creative spark. It may seem abrupt, but that's because I haven't thought of an ending yet. This is really part 1 of a series of 2, so sorry if the story kinda ends funny in this post.

I guess you could say I'm normal; I could've said so too, if the last few weeks of my life didn't happen.

It had all started when the school year was just ending, I could still the remember the sounds of impatient feet tapping of the grounds of the school the feet had been yearning to run from. It was about a week before school ended, and every class had their own little party in celebration. Each one I had done my part in some way; 1st period-chips, 2nd period-plates, etc. During my 5th period class (English), I had brought a batch of cookies, and everyone seemed to enjoy them. I was given minor praise, which I took with a small smile, but I never expected him to say anything.

"These are really good." Jesse said, "You have to give me the recipe sometime."

I was shocked. It had nothing to do with the cookies, but the sheer notion that he was talking to me sent my heart fluttering. I had always been attracted to Jesse Simon, he was smart, funny, and had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I had been infatuated with him for weeks then. I never had the nerve to talk to him, fearing that I would say something stupid like, "I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me sometime." not being sure he was gay or not. I had always kept my mouth shut around him, and in return, he never had talked to me, I mean, why should he? I never did anything special in that class to get his attention. I had expected that he'd never talk to me, and we'd part from that class never to see each other again, but there we were; him talking about cookies, and me, still in shock until--

"T-thanks." I had breathlessly stuttered, "It's just the recipe from the back of the box."

And then he chuckled. My heart soared. He thought I was funny, that or my fly was down (not uncommon for a geek like me), but I was hoping for the former. I tried to stir up a little conversation, or talk at all, when the bell rang. The last time we'd ever be in that class again. I had felt my heart plummet to the ground; in the entire year that I'd seen him, I thought that that would be the most conversation we'd ever have ever, but then--

"Oh crap!" Jesse lightly shouted, "That's it, huh? Here, call me sometime; I have to know that recipe. Bye!"

As he said his goodbye, he scribbled his number on a napkin and handed it to me. I was dazed. He gave me his number, just like that. I stood completely flabbergasted, when the teacher tapped my shoulder telling me to go to my next class and have a nice summer.

The rest of the school day seemed to happen in an instant, and before I knew it, I was sitting at my desk in my room, holding my phone. I was just about to dial the number when I slammed the phone back onto the cradle. What was I doing? I could never call him, I never had the nerve. For three days I stayed at home, debating whether or not I should, could, call him. I had thought and thought about it when I finally fell asleep.

I still remember the dream I had then; I'll never forget it. I dreamt I had called him. I dreamt it in complete detail, it was almost as if I could feel the phone. I remember clearly every word I said. I remember telling Jesse to come to my house so I could help him make the cookies. I remember saying goodbye, and blissfully falling back into my bed.

I was woken by my mother knocking on my door, "Daniel, there's someone at the door to see you." I slowly arose from my slumber, my brain still not functioning at full capacity. I stretched my arms outward when a thought passed my mind. The thought surged through my body and forced my legs to bolt me to my front door. I stood there in my torn sweatpants and tank top and felt my jaw drop.

"Don't tell me you just woke up! It's like 12:30!"

It was Jesse! It wasn't just a dream! I thought I must have been acting in my sleep (the power of the mind, eh?). There he was, just standing at my door in his dark blue jeans, his white shirt gently clasping his slim physique. I was gazing into his bright blue eyes when my mother started talking to Jesse, pushing me out of the way in the process.

"I'm sorry about my son," she said, "He just woke up and still needs to freshen up, why don't you come inside as Daniel goes to take a shower?"

"I'd be happy to ma'am." Jesse said so coolly.

I had rushed my shower and had dashed into my room to change when I found a dilemma, none of my clothes seemed right. I frantically went through my drawers, looking for anything that would make me look presentable to him. Nothing seemed right to me, not one article of my clothing appeared to go with anything else I own.

I had frantically put on a pair of jeans, and stood in front of my mirror, wondering what I should wear when I heard Jesse say behind me, "You should wear that shirt, it really brings out the color in your eyes."

I swung around to see if it was really him, but I saw nothing. I slipped on the shirt, and rushed to see him. There he was, sitting on my couch, gently turning around to look at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.

"Glad to see you're ready." he said, "Now how about you show me how to make those cookies?"

Everything went swimmingly. I had led him to my kitchen and, step by step, showed him how to make the baked goods that made that moment happen. I was mixing the batter, when he reached out his arm, his hand softly coming into contact with mine.

"Is it okay if I mix for a bit?"

I'm sure my brain forced me to say okay, but other than that I was frozen in time. He touched my hand; I felt his smooth fingers lightly graze my hand. I was overjoyed my that small amount of contact. I snapped back into reality when I heard Jesse talking while he was stirring.

"You know," he said softly, "You're really smart."

"Huh?"

"I've seen how you knew the answer to every question. You're so smart, and funny too. I really liked the light jokes you made during class."

I managed to squeeze out a "thanks".

We had finished baking, decorating, and containing the cookies, and I was showing him the door when he looked at me, his expression slightly concerned.

"Can I tell you something?" he asked.

"Sure."

"I know it may sound weird, but I've kinda had a crush on you. I wanted to tell you during school, but I wasn't sure if you were...you know."

I was truly in heaven. He actually liked me. I stood frozen, trying my hardest to say even the simplest, "I've liked you too." I couldn't do it, my brain had shut off everything except my heart. I felt a small tear of happiness fall down my cheek, I was going to cry out of happiness. Then, from out of nowhere, Jesse's hand gently caressed my face, lightly brushing the tears from my eye. He held me tightly in his arms, and I felt his silk lips peck my cheek.

"I'm glad you feel the same," he said with a smile, " I have to go, keep in touch, yeah?"

"Yeah." I muttered.

I slowly shut the door as he left. I turned and sat with my back to the door, when I saw my mother come out of the kitchen, looking at me with her loving eyes.

"You love him, don't you?"

"Are you mad that I'm gay?"

"Of course not, just don't think I'll give you more than your allowance for your dates."

We both had a chuckle.

wow. *tears up* so cute! not badly written either my friend ^^. Thats kinda like how me and my ex got together...except it was through a sport. ^^;

Thanks to those who commented on my post, sorry if I haven't posted the second part. It's getting kind of hard to think of a really good story. I'm not quite sure what I'm going to write, but all I know is that the climax is going to be good.

Let's hope for the best ^.^v

haha, i liked it. it reminds me of slash fanfiction. i sure hope its not going there(or do i?) ninja

AWWWW!!! That was so cute! 4laugh 4laugh Let me know when you make a second part to it. 3nodding

heart s the sweet, tender love.
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OMG man that is so cool.. i was litterally tring to read faster to see what was going to happen in the end and when it was done i was all like..."AWWW MAN!!! F@@@..>.< " but dude u wrote it so well!!!!

Ah i envy your creative writtingness (i just added ness cause...well dunno just did) anyway you have talent!. wish i could write half as good as you. I posted a story on gaia but knowone took notice, lol maybe my writting is horrible. but it was a long story so what could i expect. Anyway...back to the point i really like your style of writting and you keep the reader interested which is always good! great job smile .