More Than Friends by Phoenix Cinders
Chapter 1 Love and Learning the Hard Way , It’s hard to believe that I, Kevin Peterson, get to have Jessica Graceson to share a dorm room with. I know what your thinking, why on Earth would any college allow a guy and a girl share a dorm room? Well, Jessica isn’t an ordinary girl, she’s spectacular. She’s amazing! She’s my best friend. She’s the world to me. Just looking at her unpacking her clothes releases butterflies in my stomach. How did I get so lucky?
I remember the day I met Jessica. My life has never been the same since. She moved in next door during the summer before my freshman year of high school. My parents thought it would be a great idea to introduce ourselves. My mom can be kind of nosey. So there we were, walking over to Jessica’s house as they unloaded the U-Haul. My mom brought over a pie she made earlier that day. It was a stereotypical meet the neighbors kind of visit. We first met Jessica’s dad carrying a box that had Jessica’s name on it. He greeted us kindly when he saw us walking over. He seemed like a chill guy, friendly enough. His name is Dave and his wife Shauna came out and greeted us as well. My parents conversed with them as I tried to act like I was paying attention.
Then she walked out of the door! Her dark brunette hair all done up in a ponytail, a bright smile painted on her face… It was like the sun and moon revolved around her. At least it did to me. She was wearing a pair of relatively short black basketball shorts that showed off her toned legs. She also had on a tight navy blue t-shirt on. You could barely make out her abs. She was beautiful. I still remember the first thing I said to her.
“This is our beautiful daughter Jessica,” her mother told us. “Jessica meet our neighbors. John, Meredith, and Kevin.”
“I Kevin I’m Jessica,” I spat out without thinking. “Wait that’s not right…”
She laughed the most beautiful laugh I’ve ever heard. “It’s nice to meet you, Jessica,” she joked. Her sense of humor was definitely one of the things that attracted me to her.
“Hey I got a great idea, Kevin why don’t you show Jessica around town?” my mom asked. Which was perfect.
“Yeah, that is a great idea. Jessica would love to,” her mom volunteered.
And before I knew it, we were on our bikes riding through town. Checking out different shops. Obviously, Santa Barbara was too big to show her in one day, so I took her to the best ice cream shop ever! It was complete heaven. You see, I was a nobody at my school, San Marcos. Literally invisible. But Jessica, she was somebody, at least to me. We both ordered an ice cream cone and I paid. We ate our ice cream at one of the tables.
“So… What’s the scoop on the school here?” she asked.
“You’re going to San Marcos, right? Not Santa Barbara High?” I asked. “There are two different high schools in Santa Barbara.”
“Yeah, which one has the blue and red team colors? That’s San Marcos right?” she asked.
“Yep!”
“Then that’s where I’m enrolling at,” she said
“Awesome! That’s where I go also!” I added. “It’s your typical high school cliché. Literally, you have the school divided into a bunch of cliques that are further divided by even more cliques.”
“So you’re saying that there are cliques within cliques?” she asked.
“Yep and to further complicate it, certain cliques pretty much rule the school and other cliques pretty much are outcasts,” I added.
“Let me guess, the popular kids, who are most likely the rich kids and jocks rule the school?” she asked as she slid her tongue slowly up the mountain of ice cream piled on her cone. I couldn’t help but watch.
“Yep, pretty much…” I responded.
“Totally cliché!” she smirked. “So what clique are you in?”
“Me?” I asked as I took a big lick of my ice cream. “I’m not really in any of them.”
“Oh… A loner,” she said with a little bit of an exaggerated tone. “You don’t seem like a loner.”
“What do I seem like?”
“Someone who buys a girl ice cream and jokes about clichés,” she joked. “Not really loner qualities. I bet you’re the nice guy who everyone views as their friend.”
“Ha, I doubt that. I’m more like the geek who reads too many comics,” I admitted.
“Wow, in a school ruled by jocks, you’re not afraid to admit you’re a geek. You’re brave! I admire that,” she said.
Looking back on that day, it’s hard to believe all the things that happened that led up to today. The day we moved into our dorm room.
Jessica glances over at me while she folds her clothes. She gives me that bright beautiful smile. I’ve seen that smile so many times and yet I still can’t get used to it. “What?” she asks.
“Nothing,” I mumbled, quickly looking away. I glance back to see if she’s still looking at me, which of course she is.
“Seriously, you keep staring at me… “ She gives me that look. “What are you thinking about right now?”
“I just can’t believe we’re roommates!” I tell her.
“I know, right!?” she smiles even though I know the reason why we’re roommates is kind of a sore spot for her.
“Hey, remember that time you and I skipped class and walked the trails in San Antonio Canyon Park?” she asked.
“How can I forget, you practically forced me!”
“That’s not how I remember it, you practically begged me to go.”
“No way! The way I remember it, we were riding our bikes to class and you asked me to skip school with you.” I remember that day all too well. It was April of our Freshman year. She asked me out of the blue if I would skip class with her. I hesitated at first. Came up with every excuse in the book.
“We can’t skip class, what about the quiz in Earth Science?” I asked.
“Who cares! It’s not like we’re going to use Earth Science after we graduate…” she argued. “Come on Kevin, you know you want to! When you’re old and gray, what memories do you want to look back on? The time you passed that Earth Science class or the day you skipped class with the coolest girl in the Country?”
“I wouldn’t go that far… Coolest girl in the city? Maybe… “ I quipped.
“Oh shut up… Are you going to come or not?” she asked.
“Fine…” I replied.
I followed her past the school a few miles until we reached the Park. The park itself was only a small strip of trees, but when you’re always surrounded by buildings, it felt like a forest. We hid our bikes and started hiking up the trails. After a while, we found a fallen down tree and sat down for a small break.
“So what’s the real reason you wanted to skip class?” I asked her.
She turned to look me in the eyes. It felt like she was searching for something. Looking back at it, I realize now she was trying to figure out whether she could trust me or not.
“I just needed a break from it all,” she sighed.
“I guess I understand. Life sucks at this age…” I replied.
“You have no idea!” she said.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“It’s nothing…” she mumbled as she looked away.
“It’s got to be something, you can tell me. I’m not going to tell anyone.” I told her. “Besides who am I going to tell anyway.”
She glanced back at me. “It’s my parents…”
“Shauna and Dave?” I asked. “What happened?”
“They just seemed to never stop fighting. I think they’re going to get a divorce.”
“Oh…” I sighed. “Did they say that?”
“No, but it’s just… The way they talk to each other, or how they act when they think I’m not around.” she tried to explain. “It’s the subtle things. How they avoid each other and the looks they give each other. It’s pretty much written on the wall.”
“You know if things ever get to the point where you need someone to talk to or just a place to escape, you’re always welcome to come over,” I told her.
“Thanks, I appreciate it.” She leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. It felt like a shock went through my system. “I feel like I can always count on you, Kevin.”
That day was one of the best days of my life, up until this moment. We stayed like that for awhile before we left.
“Earth to Kevin!” Jessica waves her hand in front of my face, snapping me out of it. “Lost you there for a second.”
“Sorry, I was just thinking back to that day, life was so simple back then,” I sigh.
“Speak for yourself, life was never simple for me,” she sighs. “But I know what you mean.”
“Right, sorry…” It’s hard to think that the girl I met back then had already gone through so much. She hid her pain so well.
“God Kevin, you don’t always have to apologize.” She gave me smile, I knew she was kidding. She always loved to mess around. I can’t help but remember the night of our Junior year before her basketball game with our rival school, who we shared the same town with, the Santa Barbara Dons.
I woke up that night to a hand covering my mouth. A person in a ski mask was leaning over me. I about freaked out. “Relax Kev, it’s just me.”
“Jessica?” I asked surprised.
She pulled off her mask and that all to familiar face appeared before me. She had the biggest grin on her face. “I got you one too!”
“Why do I need a ski mask? Are you planning on robbing a bank?” I asked for a flood of scary ideas ran through my mind.
“No Doo Doo, we’re just going to hang up some banners,” she said with a sly smile.
“Then why do you need a ski mask?”
“Because we don’t want to get caught, obviously!” she replied.
“Why do we have to worry about getting caught if we’re just hanging up Banners? And why do we have to do it in the middle of the night?”
“Because we’re doing it at Santa Barbara’s High School, duh! Look, we need you! So are you in or not Scout?” And of course, she’d call me that. Scout… It’s short for Boy Scout. I’ve never been in the boy scouts, but for some reason, Jess thinks I’m the “Nice Guy” who would be the perfect boy scout.
“Fine… I better not get into trouble!” I argued.
“Okay Mr. Dudley DoRight,” And there’s another nickname, but it’s pretty much the same. I pull myself up outta bed and turn on the bedside lamp.
“Someone was having a good dream!” She laughed. I looked down and noticed a tent was pitched in my pants. I quickly grabbed a pillow to cover up.
“Were you dreaming about me?!” She asked sarcastically with that wicked smile.
“Are you going to let me get dressed?” I asked abashed.
“Oh come on, it’s not like I’ve never seen a boner before.” she sighed. I gave her a look and she finally relented. “Fine, just hurry up. Sarah and Tiff are in the van waiting.”