Confessions To One's Self.A Chapter by .ana.008.
ok, its short... i know. but im working on that. hit major writers block.
Clint Arrived outside Summer’s window exactly 2 hours later as previously arranged; and by previously arranged he meant squabbled about for about an hour finally resulting in him giving in. Just like he always did, did she even know why? Clint let his mind wander while he waited for “the signal.” “She really doesn’t notice does she?” he muttered under his breath. He tried to remember when he first realized that he liked her. It wasn’t as if he had decided one day, oh why don’t I just go fall in love with the only friend I’ve ever had who isn’t trying to be friends with me because they pity me. He hadn’t woken up with the realization that he loved the way Summer’s blush matched her hair when he said something that made her upset. He hadn’t suddenly become aware of the fact that spending time with her was all he wanted to do anymore, and when he wasn’t all he wanted to do was talk to her. No, he hadn’t come to the realization quickly and he supposed he couldn’t expect Summer to do just that.
Clint was broken from his almost completed thought by a shoe being dropped off of the second story balcony onto his head. “there’s the signal” he thought before cursing Summer for coming up with such a Painful signal. He looked up at Summer as she swung her leg over the edge of the balcony and yelled “catch me!” Clint was shocked; this was NOT part of the plan. “no….no... Summ…” but she had jumped leavening it up to him to catch her as she barreled down towards the grass below.
Clint ran forward preparing to catch her before realizing that she had tied a rope of sheets around her mid section which was undoubtedly anchored to something inside her room. She hung there a moment suspended before him, realizing at that moment that she hadn’t actually measured the length of the sheet, and she could have died.
had been making a face that only Clint would be able to decipher exactly. “you
didn’t measure it did you?” he asked suddenly feeling very guilty for not
catching her and starting to help her out of the harness she had made for
herself. “no, I didn’t” she said, “but at least I would have died on my
birthday” she smiled, summer had always wanted her headstone to say the same
death date as birth date, she thought it was cute. Clint however didn’t agree;
he pulled hard on the last knot in the sheet sending Summer to the ground.
“don’t EVER mention you dieing, let alone on your birthday when I could do
something about it!” he glared at her with such ferocity that if Summer hadn’t
already been Furiously blushing at the notion that he cared so much she would
have been terrified.
Noting the slightly terrified expression on Summer’s face Clint offered his hand to help her off the ground. Summer grabbed it and was hoisted into the air so hard that she smacked into Clint knocking them both back to the ground.
Clint turned a bright red color as he looked at Summer who lay on top of him. He wanted nothing more than for summer to get up so that this uncontrollable urge to kiss her would just go away. However Summer, completely unaware of this did the least helpful thing she could do at that point. She giggled, normally giggling isn’t considered bad but when your trying not to kiss a girl laying on top of you who happens to be extremely adorable giggling is the worst sin she can commit. “whoopsie” she said smiling in a way that sent the flutters in Clint’s stomach to a new high. It was too much for him; he pushed her off and stood up to look at a very disheveled Summer who was attempting to stand up. “that was not very nice.” She said pretending to pout.
Clint suddenly felt embarrassed for shoving her off, but he didn’t really have a choice. Her being that close was driving him insane. “I’m sorry Sum; I really am…don’t know what came over me.” Summer just laughed dusting the dirt off her camouflaged army pants and running her hand trough her short red hair. “ugh” Clint thought why is she so beautiful. “come on Clinty, its my birthday I don’t want to just stand around in my backyard lets blow this popsicle stand!” Summer then took of running away from Clint before turning around. “what are you waiting for silly??” “summer” Clint laughed, “your running the wrong way” “oh” she said “Embarraaaaassing…” before taking off in the other direction. “Come on clinty, I have BIRTHDAY plans!”
© 2011 .ana.008.
Added on July 16, 2011
Last Updated on July 18, 2011
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