(Jean's POV -----------------> Jean!!)
Just another year at this hell hole known as public education, nothing new happens and nothing ever changes. Same old idiots, same old lies, same old friends and the same old smelly class rooms. From a young age I knew I never belonged, the girls had Barbie dolls and I had action figures, the girls listened to Pop and I listen to Rock.
I never fit in but I was okay with that, I was smarter than everyone in my class yet my teachers never moved me up, I was bored.
Bored with everything.
One supposedly uneventful day, I was sitting in the stuffy room the stench of failure hanging heavily in he air as I sat slumped over my desk in plastic chairs, which did nothing to help your posture, listening to an out of date teacher ramble on about her troubled love life with her no good ex husband.
I placed my arms over the desk resting my head on my forearms to shield my head from the stickiness of the desk from the person who had this before me as the head principal walked in looking rather proud. He walked up to Ms. Waricker, our non-English English teacher, and took her place at the front of the class room as I watched in a slight wonderment as he brought a rather odd looking young man he had at his side.
A tall boy with short brown hair, dark eyes and pale skin, he was the definition of intriguing. I could usually read a person's personality from their face and their clothing. Like my no good teacher, the worry lines on her forehead and the wrinkles under her eyes suggest a lot of stress and her clothes suggest depressed shopping, like when you see a sale on bad clothing and you buy loads. But with this boy I couldn't read a single thing.
His eyes said nothing to me and his face was perfect, his hair was normal no flaws what so ever and his clothes were so simple it didn't suggest anything. He was wearing a white dress shirt slightly opened at the top with a tie loosely knotted and hanging slow with his hands in the pockets of his dark blue skinny jeans. I looked him up and down trying to decipher what made him so intriguing as his eyes wandered and met mine and I felt my soul freeze over from the shock as his eyes beautiful yet dangerous.
"Class you have a new student his name is Warren Evans and he's just moved from~ where was it again?"
He said rather proudly as he rested his hand on the boys shoulder waiting for an answer as he smiled slightly looking at me then he faced the head master and came out with a witty remark
"Sir what use would it be to you to know where I came from?"
His voice was deep and dark making him even more intriguing to me, I wanted to decipher him so badly. What made him so mysterious to me. The headmaster was shut up strait away that it was almost amusing.
I rest my chin on my interlocked fingers as I looked at him with wonderment written across my pale cheeks as the nerve ending bell rang. It shattered your teeth and was a near deafening pitch yet it made the spirits of hundreds of students lift dramatically. I smiled to myself getting out of my slumping chair as I approached the mysterious boy introducing myself.
"Hi I'm Jean, Jean Rogers to be precise" I chuckled to myself as I extended my arm to shake his and I seemed like an approachable human for once in my life
My heart stopped for a moment as he gripped my hand gently and bringing it up to his lips as him placed his soft lips on my knuckles kissing gently
"It's a pleasure my dear and I'm Warren"
His voice was dark and smooth like silk as a pink blush painted my cheeks and I looked down at his dark eyes when you glanced up at me sending shivers through my body.
"So will you be showing me around the school?"
He stood back up strait smiling at me charmingly and I almost jumped from the sudden speech due to my eyes being fixed on his gorgeous features.
"Oh yes! Well um.. Sure of course I'll show you around"
I smiled comfortingly not like he needed comforting as I walked down the corridor pointed at different hall ways leading off from the main building. I pointed to an interestingly designed corridor and smiled
"This is where you'll find me most days! This is the artists block"
I smiled mentally patting myself on the back rather pleased with myself as I pointed out the maths, science, history, catering and every other subject we did... After awhile of walking up and down the cold feel of the corridors I heard a familiar voice emerge from the silence behind us.
"Jean baby where have you been hiding from me Princess?"
The voice belonged to none other than my childhood friend Tristan his deep voice always seemed so smitten with me but he would never admit it. I ran happily toward him and I hugged him tightly as he was this typically, embarrassing, charming young man. He placed his hands on my waist and to my immediate surprise, picks me up and swinging me around like an actual princess.
Tristan was your typical high school heart throb, he had chestnut hair that he usually had spiked up, he had a face to die for and a voice of pure silk. There wasn't anything wrong with him. He was the star player of the schools football team, I know, cliché right? He had every girl at his disposal but no matter what he would always come back to me, I guess I liked that, it was cute and nice. He did an engineering class with me but was nowhere near my level and he plays the guitar. He's so cute but I never thought of him as anymore than my best friend.
"You ass! Don't pick me up you know it's embarrassing!!"
I laugh out loudly as he set me down on the floor once again and shoots a curious look over my shoulder at Warren still standing right where he was left.
"Who's this then?" He asked in a disapproving voice but before I could even open my mouth Warren had walked forward and extended an arm to him.
"The names Warren I'm new here and your stunning friend was just showing me around"
Warren said this with a sort of smirk directed rather obviously at Tristan and Tristan replied by clenching his fists and tensing his jaw yet Warren stood there completely unfazed. I began to feel the atmosphere becoming uncomfortable so I jumped In between their stare line smiling brightly.
"I know! How about you two come over to my house for dinner?" I proposed rather excitedly, not like either of them would want to due to the tension in the air but to my surprise both said in exactly the same time and tone
"Yeah I'd love to"
My eyes widened slightly hoping one of them would say no but to my surprise they both answered positively their eyes never leaving each other. 'what had I gotten myself into'
******
We arrived at my house in what seemed like an hour long silent walk. I walked up the porch to the front door rummaging around in my black messenger bag slumped over my right shoulder from my house keys. I smiled as I got my hands on them and unlocked the front door but when I walked in the two boys shared a rather uncomfortable stare then walked in the door at exactly the same time bashing into each other causing me to laugh out loudly. Oh come on who wouldn't laugh at that?
"Haha it's like you two are in perfect sync!" I laugh through my hand that now covered my lips as they both scowled at me and I ran off throwing my bag on the stairs and running into the kitchen
"Mom!! You there?"
My mom hadn't seemed to come home yet so she must still be at the salon. I looked in the cupboards from some thing that I could make us for dinner as I glanced over at the front door. The two idiots had finally gotten inside and I smiled to myself when Warren looked around almost amazed.
"Your house is stunning Jean!" He had wide eyes like a puppy seeing a bone for the first time.
Tristan's hand met his forward as he watched the dazzled Warren, soon Tristan joined me in the kitchen.
"So princess what're you making?" He asked leaning over me
"Not sure really... Do you know anything?"
"Maybe your dazzled friend over there knows anything"
We both looked over at him as he had bent over In front of my ornate fireplace and he stared in wonder causing us both to laugh drawing his attention to us. He dawdled over to us and i stood up facing him
"You seem so mesmerized by my place! What's yours like?"
I saw his brow furrow as if he was trying to forget something and he replied a few seconds later but what was strange was that his voice had deepened from before
"My um.. Parents are minimalists and our home is more or less completely white... Everything colorful and anything interesting has pretty much all been taken out..."
He seemed upset but at the same time rather emotionless about it, I looked down at the floor feeling sort of silly for asking then feeling a bit sorry for him I couldn't imagine myself in an all white house, it just wasn't me at all. I smiled to myself a bit and lifted my head up.
"Hey how about we order Pizza??" I said happily to lighten the mood
Tristan said yes strait away since he was a pizza only guy! He practically lived on it and we looked at Warren who seemed puzzled
"Piz...za?"
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped
"Oh my god! You've never had pizza?!"
Tristan joined me in the shock as I grabbed the puzzled boys shoulders and smiled happily.
"Seriously we are getting pizza and you are so having some!!"
I felt I should pat myself on the back as I handed Tristan the Pizza hut menu and I picked up the phone looking at it over his shoulder as I grabbed a note pad and held a pen in my teeth.
"So what do you two want?" I asked placing the phone and pad on the kitchen side spitting the pen out and wiping it on the hem of my shirt
"I want a large Pepperoni pizza with stuffed crusts my future wife!" Tristan said side as he slapped my butt so I turned around and my palm met his cheek resulting in a loud slap noise
"The hell do you mean future wife?! When did I agree to this?!"
"When you decided to be my friend my love"
I flicked his forehead and he stumbled backward Warren staring at the menu innocently. I felt rather odd just watching him.
"See anything that takes your fancy sweetie?"
He looked rather uncomfortable at how close me and Tristan were but I was always a person who was rather forward with her few friends. I chuckled to myself and I began to write down Mine and Tristan's orders on the pad as I pulled up the house phone since Pizza Hut were on speed dial.
Warren looked up at me looking sort of puzzled but he still made a choice
"Could I have a large Meat Feast pizza since that one seems interesting..." He stuttered for a bit looking at the rest "oh and could I have stuffed crusts!"
I smiled brightly and I wrote it down taking the menu from him and I wrote down a few sides I knew we wanted and I pressed the call button on the phone.
"Yeah hi it's the Rogers and we want to place an order to 15 Central Avenue St. Austell please? Cool! Um two large Pepperoni pizzas with stuffed crusts and one large meat feast with stuffed crust. Oh and could we have some potato wedges and chicken strippers! Cool mate thanks! Ba-bye"
Tristan pushed my shoulder in a joking way as I put the phone down
"What was that little miss?"
"What was what?" I smirked to myself but he saw it and pushed me over
"What was with the 'ba-bye' little miss flirty knickers!! You know I don't share" He leaned over and helped me up as we laughed and joked around while Warren simply stood there as if he was analyzing us.
"Hey Warren you alright?" I asked genuinely concerned for the boy.
"Hm? Oh I'm alright!" He smiled vaguely so I nodded not convinced
"Well I'm going upstairs to get changed you two watch some tele or something"
I picked the remote up turning the tv on not really paying attention to what I put on as I jogged upstairs quickly as I checked my watch for the time.
"7:42 okay mom should be home at 10:00 tonight I guess.." I mumbled to myself before reaching into my closet and quickly grabbing out my old t-shirt I used to use when working on robots with my dad and a pair of baggy jeans.
I quickly got changed into them and pulling my hair back into a sloppy pony tail so it hung loose but at least it was out I fly face for once in my life!
I leant over pulling a pair of socks with holes in them onto my feet not really caring as there was a knock at the door.
"Ooh Pizzas here!!!"
I ran down the stairs to open the door and my good friend Sam MK 2 was outside holding our orders and I smiled and gave him my card and I punched in my number taking the pizzas off him
"Thanks mate and remember ever have a lose screw you can't get come to me and I'll fix ya up again alright?"
He smiled and thanked me as I waved and closed the door
I was a mechanic, I took after my father so I know how more or less all the older robotic models like Sam worked. The newer models not some much since they were all digital and I liked the old ones better. Classic was always better in my opinion.
I took the pizza over to the boys who were both glued to a special episode of Americas next top model so I changed the channel to stop them staring.
"Oi! Boys the pizza is here!" I shouted in the faces in a hope they would here me
"Calm down Jean!" Warren exclaimed as I set his box on his lap and I handed Tristan his as I sat down in between them eating mine.
"Mmmm I haven't had this in awhile"
I laid my head back looking at Warren who looked rather puzzled as he picked up a slice and ate it. His eyes lit up like a happy android as he continued to eat it ravenously as I nudged Tristan's arm
"Hey Tris you may have an opponent when it comes to eating right here!"
We both looked at him as he innocently ate the pizza and we both laughed as Tristan moved him arm so it was around my shoulder like in those cliché romance movies. Warrens eyes caught us as we watched a rather exciting episode of Storage Hunters and I caught him in the corner of my eye, I became curious.
What was he staring at... It felt like he was analyzing me... Like he was some kind of robot... Oh well I was probably imagining things! Shut up Jean's brain you're an idiot!
"Hey do you two want to stay over? We can sleep in the den!"
Warren replied with a mouthful of pizza
"If Nol~ my parents let me then yes I'd like to!" He stuttered as he began to say something else which made me raise an eyebrow slightly confused. He was saying someone's name but changed it... I didn't feel like I knew him well enough to ask though as Tristan sighed heavily
"Sorry sweet cheeks but I'm gunna have to pass I gotta look after my sis tonight... But some other time alright?" He seemed genuinely upset about it
I smiled to myself when I finished my pizza and I headed into the kitchen as I heard the two boys mumble some stuff to each other and Warren backing off seeming a bit grumpy but I didn't want to pry. If it was private I didn't want to interfere
"Hey either of you want a beer while I'm over here?" I bent over and looked in the fridge finding bottles of Stella Artois and I smiled happily taking three out expecting them to answer positively. And to my luck they both did.
I walked back over to them handing them the bottles after I popped the lids and we clanked the bottles together
"To the future!" Warren seemed puzzled about this but they both shouted out in unison
"To the future!!!!" And we all laughed happily as we drank our bottles dry.
I would always say that as grace or a toast to someone because well...my father would always tell me to look to the future... He said if I ever had any problem or anything to overcome I would always have a brighter future ahead... He was such a light hearted man... Too light hearted.... But! That's not a story for now I was too busy enjoying a nice cold beer with my child hood friend and my new friend for the years to come!
I had just finished mine so I took the empty bottles to the kitchen and Tristan soon announced he had to leave since he had gotten a text from his mom telling him to get home now
"Hey princess I gotta go mom wants me back now sorry! I'll talk to you later" he waved as he jogged to the front door and leaving my house
I walked back over to the sofa and I laid down on it facing Warren who was on the arm chair as I rested my chin on my interlocked fingers.
"So, Warren, tell me about yourself" I asked with an innocent smile on my face
He turned to face me as he frowned a little but his face expression lightened soon after
"Um let's see... I had a brother... Uh yea he passed away at birth since we were both so frail apparently... Um... I came from a place called opu~ Nora!"
He did it again the stutter that changed his sentence it was like he was hiding something so like a normal person I acted like it never happen and I smiled family trying to not seem curious.
"Oh Nora! I've never heard of it! Is it far?"
He answered rather quickly, too quickly not to be suspicious as I looked at him while he spoke. His mellow voice encased my senses to the point I didn't care if he was hiding anything from me.
"I grew up with a pet... A Dog! And ummm I was bullied as a child for my white hair since they thought I was like a ghost or something... My parents fought a lot when I was young and they used to hit me because I was naughty until they were fi~ talked to by specialists!" He smiled nervously... "So yea pretty much a crappy child hood and I was more or less completely in the darkness until I might you... You' re this shining light at the end of the road"
I felt a little bit embarrassed as I felt a slight blush spread across my face and I smiled sweetly noticing he stuttered again... That's 4 times now... He's hiding something... I know it... Just as I was about to muster the courage to ask
"Hello!!! Mummy's home sweetie pie!!!"
The embarrassment caused my face to hit the pillow infront of me and I sighed loudly
"Mom!! You think you could announce yourself a little quieter I have a friend round!!!" I yelled in annoyance as I sat up and she stared at Warren
"Oooohhhh I've never seen this one so who are you young man?"
He stood up and walked over to her taking her hand and kissing her knuckles. My mom blushed and my jaw dropped as he introduced himself.
"Hello I'm Warren, my Jean didn't tell me she had a sister. And you my dear are just ravishing"
My jaw dropped so low it felt like it would dislocate and a huge blush spread across my moms face as he said this in his low... Sexy voice...
Snap out of Jean!! You've just met him!!
I stood up and I grabbed his shirt collar and dragged him away as she exclaimed
"Please tell me he's staying over tonight!!"
"Mom gross you're like 50!!"
"47 I'll have you know young lady!!!"
I slugged heavily as I told her he would be staying over as I took him downstairs and shoved him into the den.
"What is wrong with you?! You don't say that to my mom!!!"
He seemed puzzled by this as if it was completely normal to fucking flirt with my mom! So I grabbed one of my rolled up magazines and I smacked him on the head with it.
"Owwa!! That hurt" he exclaimed holding the top of his head even though we both knew it didn't.
"Oh don't pretend that hurt!" I sighed heavily and palmed my forehead as I look up and around "Well this is where we'll be sleeping wanna pick your bed?"
He glances around and turns back to me taking my hand
"Whichever is closest to you my princess"
I grunted inwardly since he'd only just picked that up from Tris it must've been. And it was weird hearing him call me that if it wasn't coming from the clumsy heartthrob also know as my best friend.
"Hey! Princess isn't yours to call me mister!" I walked away smirking to myself as I sat on a comfy bed with another bed next to it as I patted the other one and he tilted his head
"I was thinking more of a... Double bed thing" he smirked charmingly.
My eyebrow raised at the surprise. "Excuse me? That's a high demand for the first time we've met!" I said before standing up and shoving you onto the solo bed by yourself. "That's more like it!"
He stood back up not backing down for a minute. He was definitely sure of himself. Either that or he was amazingly cocky. He approached me slowly and gently as he placed a finger under my chin and brought my face up to look at him
"Jean?"
"Hm?"
"You're beautiful"
Okay. Even this was hard for me to be cold toward. I admit I felt a thud in my chest that was very much apparent as my ears seemed to heat up slightly. I scooted back a little before he smirked running his finger across my jawline before passing by me and leaving the den to go get a drink.
Oh. My. God. What was that?! What does he think he his? Some womanising sex magnet or something?!... Saying that I was finding myself getting a little weak when he whispered that so sensitively... NO Stop it Jean!! You don't need a man you are a string independent woman!
I decided to go up into my bedroom to get my pajamas and some movies for us to watch on the projector in the den as I walked up the stairs from the basement only to find Warren at the top blocking my way
"Hey! Get outta my way idiot!" I pushed on his chest feeling the rock hard solidness of his pecs "Jeez do you work out?!"
"Oh I guess I do" he smiled nervously letting me through as I ran upstairs getting away from him so he wouldn't see my face
I went into my bedroom and I grabbed the drawer pulling my pjs out of it and getting changed fast. I sat on my bed looking through my movie collection and pulled out a few I thought he might like. Pride and Prejudice, Stardust and Transformers were the movies I pulled out as I held them and jogged down the stairs contently
"Hey Warren which of these movies would you like to watch?"
As he saw me he smiled and walked over to me like Tristan earlier and close to me. He leaned in close, too close as it made my heart beat fast and I looked back at him after he pointed at Pride and Prejudice.
"Well I've never seen this one so that one!"
His white hair feel over his nose and I glanced away knowing I was blushing so I decided to leave the room and I entered the den once again setting the movies on the shelf as I hooked up the DVD player and put in the movie. As I waited for it to load I heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs, knowing it was him I didn't bother turning to look.
"Hey where do you want to crash?"
I threw my blanket onto the double bed against the back wall claiming that one but my heart stopped for a brief moment when he put his hand on the bed.
"Here"
I grunted before pointing to the other bed. "Nope you can sleep on that bed! I think if my mom came down and saw us sleeping in the same bed she'd make me become a nun"
I grunted and he laughed out as I said that before respecting what I said and he went and sat on the other bed as I busied myself with the movie trying to get the damned thing to work. I hit the top of it.
"Come on you piece of shit work!!"
I shouted at the machine making myself look like an idiot and the look on Warren's face simply proved my point... Great... Now he thought I was some violent dipshit... Just perfect.
I finally got it to work after a bit more shouting and I sat on the bed looking at him since he was still in his shirt and jeans.
"Are you gunna stay in that or did you want to borrow some pajama bottoms?"
I asked leaning forward and he turned rather expressionless until a cheeky smile flashed on his handsome face and placed his hands at the hem of his shirt and he pulled it over his strong build
I must've started drooling because he was looking at me rather oddly but seriously, this man had the body of a sex god! We was gorgeous! I took my sight off his for a moment even though I didn't want to but I did find something strange. He was so pale... I didn't get this but I didn't feel like asking since I'd probably get a very uninteresting answer.
"So um.. did you want to borrow some bottoms?"
I said stuttering since my face was heating up as I heard him unzipping his jeans and I glanced back up at him.
"Yes please Jean unless you'd let me lie in bed in my briefs?"
I didn't answer strait away my eyes were drawn to his package as he dropped his Jean down to his ankles and stepping out of them. I was definitely staring but come on! This man was a god and I just wanted to eat him up.
"I don't mind Warren. Besides you're sleeping in your own bed so it's fine"
I said this as sturdy as I could but I still quite nervous as he sat on the bed getting under the soft duvet leaning against the headboard his hands behind his head causing his chest to tense making me all hot and bothered.
I couldn't stop stealing sneaky glances even after the movie had started. After a few minutes he came over and sat on top of covers next to me before doing probably the corniest thing ever. He did the yawn, stretched his arms and put his arm ao runs my shoulder. Wow. Did he get all of his movies from fucking movies?! I must admit it was cute he was trying so I didn't resist it.
"Jean?"
"Yeah?"
"Who is Tristan?"
I froze slightly at this question as I glanced up at him but his eyes never came off the screen but it was almost like he was refusing to look down since it didn't seem like he was fully watching it as he wasn't blinking.
"He's a very old friend of mine we've always been close why?"
I felt his breath hitch and my curiosity peaked but I didn't want to pry and simply waited for those perfect lips to reply
"No reason Hun"
I didn't believe that for a second obviously! But I thought I'd give him the benefit of the doubt so I stopped prying.
****
It was nearly the end of the movie you know it was the scene on the cliff where Kiera Knightley had Mr. Darcy run to her as they both realised they truly were in love with each other. I looked up at Warrens face as I yawned loudly leaning into him since he had been trying to get my close during the whole film.
He was really trying so I helped out a bit by giving in and letting him pull me close as he watched the screen as if he was analyzing it, it was odd his eyes were darting from different sides of the screen to the other.
My brain soon became too tried to think about that at all and my body started to slip down until my head rested on your lap. I knew this was awkward but tired Jean didn't care as I closed my eyes gently.
A large hand began to caress my hair as I stumbled into slumber yet not quite asleep but I was on the edge about to fall into a deep sleep. My brain began to register words being said around me, I tuned them in and it turned out Warren was talking gently.
"Tristan..."
I felt a growl in his voice but I could only pick up a few words but just before my subconscious decided to tune out I heard one last word.
"Mine"
It sounded robotic as my eyes opened but a crack to see two white eyes shining down at me. What was this? What were they? Those questions bounced in my head but before any could be answered I fell...
I was asleep with only the word 'Mine' and the two white eyes registered in my brain before sleep caught me and I drifted away.
What was that?
What was Warren?...