Sunday, September 10, 2006

   How I met Jesse...
Well one person wanted to know, so I'll tell you all. here it goes...

I sat on the back of a bench by the field in silence, watching my friends play football. I was keeping score for the guys, and playing ref. About a half hour into the game I heard one of the guys yell,

"Hey, you wanna play?!"

I looked up to see who he was talking to. All the guys in the neighborhood were already playing. I saw him as he walked slowly toward the field. My breath caught in my throat. He was beautiful. His movements seemed practiced, and were amazingly graceful. He was extremely tall and thin; his ebony black hair was just long enough to fall in front of his eyes, which I could see were the same shade. His skin was like ivory.

He stopped in front of me and flashed a smile.

"Nah, I'll help keep score if it's alright." he said to my companions, and his voice was so soft I didn't know how they heard him, but they did, and went back to there game. He took a seat by me.

"may I?" he asked and extended his hand. it took me a few moments to find my voice. Eventually I managed to choke out,

"y-yes" and handed him the paper.

He smirked, and looked at the scores.

"Things arent looking to good. We may very well be here all night." He said, his soft voice pleasing my ears to no end. "But that might not be a bad thing." he said as he smiled at me, sending my heart into overdrive. " By the way, I'm Jesse."

"I'm Lori." i barely managed to remember my name, my head was spinning so fast. My expression seemed to please him, because there was a new light in his eyes that hadn't been there before.

We chatted through the game and I was sad to have to leave when it was over.

"Well, I suppose I should go." I said and hung my head.

"I guess so. I'll see you tomorrow. If you're here." Jesse said. The sadness was apparent in his voice.

"Of course." I said and looked up at him. He towered over me and it hurt my neck to look up, but it was worth it.

Before he left he bent down to whisper in my ear, "Tomorrow I'll tell you something important, but for now..." He kissed my cheek softly. His lips were cold but they burned my skin. I don't know how I got home as disoriented as I was, but somehow I managed. I went to sleep that night, and dreampt of nothing but the coming day...

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