I'm doing this. God damn it, I'm doing this. When I felt a cold hand rest on my shoulder I knew there was no going back. But it
is for the sake of my whole personal life. If I didn't do this...the things he would say, he would do, he
could do! It was scary just to think about. Slowly I turned around.
"Thomas. Let's get this over with.", I announced stiffly.
He chuckled. "You may be surprised. I'm actually quite a nice guy, you might even enjoy yourself.", he retorted with a raise of his eyebrows. "Most people don't like me because of my reputation, but if you could just look past that -"
"That I have to live with you?! That you can find out anything about me, or tell everyone that I'm stuck in the same room as you?! Oh yeah, it's so easy to get past that. Thomas I don't want to be here, but I am because I'm afraid of you! So let's just get this over with! I don't even want to see this movie!" It felt good to let that all out, but the hurt look on his face didn't let my relief last for long.
"If you feel that way then you don't know me. At all. You've never even tried to look me in the eyes. I am
not like that. Now can you just give me a chance?"
I sighed and closed my eyes. "Fine. But let's not see a movie. We can walk in the park or something."
He didn't say anything. He just smiled and took my hand. It was so cold. "I really like you.", he whispered. "I want to find out more about you. But first I need to do this."
And he kissed me! At first I went into shock and just kinda sat there, but then it occurred to me how good it felt. So I kissed back. It felt even better. All I knew right then was that Thomas was different. He was bold, he was smart, and he was really sweet. And he was himself. A chance? He had gotten more than a chance. He had gotten me. Who knew, a few days ago if someone told me I'd be kissing Thomas Jackson I would have laughed at them. But now...well who knew what would happen?