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Internet Advice Chapter 8
by AndieMc (no login)
Chapter Eight
Belle and Shawn settled on the couch in the living room, both still a little nervous about what had happened - almost happened- in the kitchen.
Belle: I guess your parents are happy to have a whole night away.
Shawn: Yeah, my dad sounded pretty happy on the phone. I think Grandma Julie's thrilled to have J.T. for a full night; it's the first time he's stayed over
Belle: Oh really?
Shawn: Yeah, he stayed with my dad's parents when we went to Paris. Are you sure you don't mind watching this? I mean, it's supposed to be scary…
Belle: I don't mind, I've always wanted to see it. I'll cover my eyes if it gets too bad. Plus I've seen all of Brad Pitt's other movies; I might as well see this one.
Shawn: Aha, so that's why you were willing to rent this.
Belle: You got me; I can never resist a chance to see his face.
Shawn: I don't know… he's okay, but I can definitely resist him.
Belle: (lightly smacks his arm) Shut up and watch the movie.
(I'm sure everyone figured this out, but just in case - the movie is Seven)
After the movie ended Shawn drove Belle home. He walked her to her door.
Shawn: Thanks for coming over. Do you think you'll have nightmares?
Belle: Probably. But that's okay, it was a good movie.
Shawn: I'm sorry; we should have gotten something else.
Belle: No, I wanted to see it. I was kidding anyway, I doubt I'll actually have nightmares; I just may not be able to fall asleep!
Shawn: Well, give me a call if that happens. You can keep me up all night too.
Belle: You know I might just hold you to that. Be sure to keep your cell phone on!
Shawn: Yeah. Well, I should go. (He points his thumb toward the elevator)
Belle: Okay, goodnight. (She opens the door and goes inside.
Belle turns around and waves at Shawn. He is still standing where she left him. He lifts his hand and walks backward toward the elevator.
Shawn: 'Night.
Shawn sat on his bed listening to the radio. He just wasn't all that tired. He decided to go on the internet to see if he had anything from Sweetblu. Waiting in his inbox was a new message from her.
Dear Clueless,
I think that the fact that she doesn't have a boyfriend is a good sign for you. Maybe she's waiting for you! Why are you scared? Have you ever tried? Does she reject you?
Dreams huh? I know how you feel. I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours!J
About my crush… We've known each other forever. Sometimes I think he likes me and sometimes I'm not so sure. To add more problems a really close friend of mine has a huge crush on him too. I happen to know he doesn't feel the same way about her, because he told me, but it's still difficult to deal with.
I don't follow my own advice because I'm a coward! I know I should just tell him how I feel, since he is my best friend, but I'm so afraid to say it! Plus I'm old fashioned too. I do feel like it is his place to tell me. I guess that means I'll never have a boyfriend!
Looking forward to hearing about your dream,
Sweetblu1021
After Shawn read the email he wondered if he should tell her about what happened tonight.
Shawn: Why didn't I just kiss her later? Because I'm an idiot. Maybe she's glad I didn't kiss her.
Dear Sweetblu
I'm not so sure she is waiting for me, she probably thinks of me as a brother. And that is why I'm scared. I know if I told her we would never stop being friends, I'm just afraid she doesn't feel the same way. If I don't tell her I never have to find out! I've never tried actually telling her, but I have come close to kissing her. In fact, I almost kissed her tonight! I don't think she has rejected me, but I haven't really done anything to reject.
Okay, I'll tell you about my dream… but you better tell me yours too!
Basically I had a dream about her in a very sexy red dress, and then out of the sexy red dress. She came up behind me in the hall at school, no one else was around. She whispered in my ear to follow her into an empty classroom. Of course I did… and she started kissing me and undressing me. She threw me on the desk and started to undress herself. Anyway, as soon as things got pretty hot and heavy, my mother woke me up. Now all I can think about is her, wearing a red bra and panties the same color as the dress. I know every time I see her in red now I'll think about the dream. Okay now tell me yours.
Yes you should tell him how you feel. I have a crazy idea. If you promise to tell your friend how you feel, I'll tell my friend how I feel. Of course there's no way for either of us to know for sure if the other did it.
Thanks for listening to me ramble on,
Clueless1
Belle read the email she had just received from Clueless1.
Belle: I wonder… No, I doubt it. That would explain why he looked at me funny when I took off my jacket. Nah, just a coincidence. Hmmm… maybe it is Shawn. I wonder if there is a way to find out…