Kiss me if you Dare, Anna S. [good books to read for 12 year olds .TXT] 📗

of his cheeks when he smiled. His hair wasn’t as dark as it seemed when he came in. He reminded me of someone, but I couldn’t remember who. I know that in the past I’d came to know someone with somewhat the same features.

            “Not everyone’s popular.” He says.

            “Yea.” I looked down again as Mr. Clark started with the review. The way he looked at me seeming like he knew me, but didn’t seem to tell me whether he did or not. My mother used to tell me that sense of déjà vu was not unusual because it is driven by emotions and thoughts. Reality didn’t make much sense to me now, especially now, because of there are things that have happened to me that may not seem normal for a human to understand. I wasn’t sure if I was even human anymore. I didn’t feel human.

 Seeing the past and the future seemed to be too much for me sometimes. Especially the flashbacks from the accident. Every night I wake up yelling because of the nightmares that hunted me. I’ve done almost everything to forget the things that did happened that night. I consider most of it my fault, for arguing with my mother and forcing my dad to take my side. Arguing with her to continue seeing Mike, a junior from the high school near where we lived. She wanted me to stop seeing him, I was stupid enough not to listen, ignoring her completely. I was only 15 and she wanted to protect me from a 17-year-old, who I thought I was in love with.

            Yes, I know I’ve made stupid decisions. Going out with him when I wasn’t supposed to, to trying out drugs and for sneaking out on the middle of the night to meet up with him and go to a party and getting drunk. My mother wasn’t completely proud of me, but she loved me, she was always there to help me through it. I’m not the same person I used to be. I wish I could go back in time and have that one more chance to apologize to her for the stupid things I’ve done, for hanging out with the wrong people and especially for not listening to her. Only if she was here...

            “Elsa?” Seth called out my name. I looked up removing myself completely from my daydream.

            “The bell just ranged. Are you gonna stay here?” He continues. I looked at my clock it was 1:26 pm. I was late for last period. Gym.

            “Oh, yea. I’m sorry I haven’t noticed the time pass by.” I piled my books in my hands and zipped my bag quickly. He looked at me and smiled. I gathered my belongs and walked past him into the halls.

            “You have gym right?” He asks looking at his schedule.

            “Uh, yea.” I say awkwardly.

            “Me too.” He looked up at me and then at his paper again. Just when he said that I remembered that I did saw him on PE. He was the one who always played basketball with the boys or sometimes just stood on the corner of the gym listening to music. So I did see him before.

            “Oh, were you always in my gym class?” I asked even though I knew the answer.

            “I believe so.”

            “I remember you now.” I say calmly.

            “I, now, remember you too.” He says back as we entered gym. I smiled as I walked to the girl’s locker room to change. Usually on winter, I changed into sweat pants and a hoddie until the end of the semester and I don’t have gym anymore. Gym was the easiest class to get an A on, you show up, do something like walk around, play basketball or soccer and Mr. Conzuky would give you an A. That’s all. I would walk everyday by myself because Connor would be playing basketball with the boys, only sometimes he would walk with me. And again today was the same. I walked by myself listening to music.

 

 

            The past weeks were the same as usual. School passed by like a lighting bolt, Seth keeps asking me a lot of question lately. But he hasn’t shown up to school in over a week now. I had to do most the partner experiments in Chemistry by myself, but I didn’t mind, I was used to it. Today was Friday, thankfully. At night there’s a party at Michael Johnson’s place, a football player from school. The only reason I know about it, it’s because Lucy told me she was invited and she was inviting me too.

            “Please! Come with me.” She begs. Lucy has been asking me this since fourth period. Chemistry was my next class. I exhaled harshly and looked at her as I slammed my locker door closed.

            “I’ll think about it.” I say walking the opposite direction. She runs behind me and hugs me tightly.

            “Thank you! Thank you! I’ll call you later.” She says letting go of my body.

            “Okay.” I mumbled entering Chemistry.

            Seth sat on his seat looking down at his book as if he was studying. He looked up as my eyes met his gaze. He smiled showing his dimples on the side of his cheeks. I walked and sat down at my seat.

            “Hey.” I say.

            “Hey.” He repeats.

            “What happened the past couple of days?” I asked removing my things from my bag.

            “I…Uhh… I was sick. Yea, a small cold.” He cleans his throat. He looked at me, studying me with his eyes.

            “Oh. I’m guessing you’re feeling better now?” I smiled.

            “Much…much better. Thanks.” He smiled and then looked down at his book. The entire class period he didn’t really attempt to talk to me as I paid attention to Mr. Clark writing down notes on the board. At the end of the class period, Seth touched my shoulder as I looked up at him. “Um… I think I’m going to need someone to tutor me on this stuff. I’m kinda lost.” He pauses. “I was wondering if you could tutor me?”

            “Sure. You can come over, I guess. My sister won’t mind.” I say breaking our gaze.

            “Today? At 6? Is it a good time? Or another day would be good?” He asks.

            “Um, today’s good.” I say knowing this would be an excuse to not attend that party that Lucy wants me to go so bad.

            “Great.” He says as Mr. Clark finishes the notes on the boards. Shortly after, the bell rings as students gather their belongings and began walking out of class.

            “Don’t forget to study for the midterm next Friday everyone!” I heard Mr. Clark say as students exits the classroom.  

            I grabbed my stuff and I walked away towards gym to continue the day as every other day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

{Chapter 2}

 

 

 

            “Hey.” Catherin says putting her bag down on the kitchen counter. “How was school?” She walks over to the fridge and gets a cup of water. I looked at her picking up two apples passing one to her and biting a piece of the other one.

            “It was good.” I say as I chew.

            “Anything new?” She continues asking questions. I know Catherin and right there she was trying to bond with me, I appreciated that but I didn’t need her to become like a mother, which clearly she was trying to be. She also was trying to be my sister at the same time. I try to act as quiet and not come off as rude teenager as I used to be. I try not give her a hard time. I took another bite from my apple and nod.

            “Um this friend is coming over for me to tutor.” I smiled. “Okay?”

            “Oh…uh… yeah, that be fine. Helping your friend catch up on work?” She looked surprised on me mentioning to bring someone over. She knew I had Lucy and Connor as friends but they barely came over so she didn’t know them so well. And every time someone came over she would be happy about it, to see me at least talking to someone at home rather then her. I mean, she talked to me and I did tell her a lot, but I wouldn’t spend a lot of times with friends. I was more of an independent person, I guess that was just the way I came to be.

            “MmHmm.” I nodded. I walked over and kissed her cheek before going to my room. She smiled and looked down taking the first bite of her apple.

            At around 5:50 pm, Lucy called to ask me if I was going and I said I couldn’t because I had to study and help someone with catching up with work. She got upset but told me that next time I would have to go. This clearly means that next Friday on the next party I would have to go. I just agreed and maybe I will go because I felt bad on bailing her to tutor Seth.

            Its 6:30 and Seth still haven’t shown up, so I decided to pop some popcorn on the microwave and get the movie Becoming Jane to watch while I wait. Around 7:12 the doorbell ranged and I heard Catherin call me to come down. I got up and pulled my slippers on and walked down the stairs. Seth stood on the doorway as I came down. He was wearing a blue shirt, with jeans and black boots, over his shirt he was wearing a black North Face jacket. He had a notebook, the chemistry book and a pen on his hand. He looked at me and smiled. Catherin looked at me and pulled her hand over her lips and laughed silently.

            “Hey.” I say waving him hello.

            “Hey, I’m sorry I was late. I got caught up with work and everything. I hope you don’t mind.” He says and paused for a second. “I’m really sorry.” He repeats.

            “It’s fine. Um you can go up my room is the door to the right on the end of the hall. I’m just gonna get some drinks for us.”  I told him showing him the stairway. He nods and walks up the stairs. Catherin follows me to the kitchen.

            “You told me it was a friend was coming over.” She starts. “Not a guy friend.” She smiles and, in her voice, there was a tone of surprise.

            “He’s still a friend.” I assumed.

            “He’s cute.” She chuckles. “What’s his name?” She asks pulling her hands on her hips.

            “Seth. He’s a junior like me. If that’s what you’re thinking.”  I say pouring soda on each cup. 

            “Uh… you like him?” She assumes.

            “No.” I argued.

            “But you think he’s cute right?” her smile appears as she asks. “Don’t lie.”

            “Yes. He’s cute, but he’s just a friend. I gotta go now.” Picking up the two cups I walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs. It seems that he found my room because when I enter, he was standing by the mirror where all my photos were tapped to it. I walked over standing next to him

            “Those are my friends.” I pointed towards the picture he was looking at. Lucy, Connor and me hugging each other. We all smiled in the photo, Connor’s hand was out of the picture. 

            “You hang out with a quarterback from the football team and a cheerleader and yet you’re not popular. How come?” He giggles.

            “I don’t know.” I say as I walked over picking up the popcorn bowl and placing it on top of my desk by the wall. Afterwards, I turned off the TV. I pulled my chemistry book from my bag and opened it on the carpet taking a seat beside it on the floor. He looked at me and then at another photo.

            “Are these your parents?” He pointed at the photo of me, Catherin and my parents. We all