Her reaction was a deer lost in headlights. It felt so good to say what everyone wanted to say since she set foot in this school.
Junior stopped the video, slightly chuckling between breaths. “Sounds like something you would say. Since kindergarten, you never took shit from anyone. People were either with you or against you—never in between.”
His tone shifted more seriously, placing his finger back on the play button. “But despite everything, you still let them destroy your spirit, crippling your mind in favor of their demands—becoming a mere pawn for their malicious game I still hate so much.”
Madison came up to me and pushed me backward. I fell on poor Gracie by accident. That girl never says much, but she seems like a very sweet person.
Madison snapped her fingers and told her cheerleading minions, ‘Let’s go bitches. The weirdos are making me mad.’
Madison loves the ‘B’ word. The word doesn’t fit my mouth in all the right places. I hate saying it because I probably sound awkward.
I know what you are about to say. Don’t say it.
“I’m about to say it.”
Okay, I’ll say it. I was wrong. I know I would sound awkward.
“Glad you said it before me. We both know the word would be extremely weird coming from you.”
I struggled to get up, and I felt a hand touch mine. The touch was gentle. The feeling that came over me was something I’d never felt before. I could feel my heart flutter ever so lightly looking up at Jace.
We both laughed about how Madison has delusions about how every guy belongs to her. When he accidentally touched my shoulder, I felt my cheeks blush a little. In that moment, I wanted his touch to last forever.
I noticed a smile had crept upon his perfect face. I touched his hair when he helped me up. His hair is so soft, and his skin has a peachy undertone. And those eyes—a bluish, greenish color—so amazing!
No amount of words will ever describe feelings felt during that amazing interaction. Not only did the popular boy talk to me, but he knew my name. I wonder how he knew my name.
Junior stopped the video and placed his head on the desk. “Please stop talking about him; I can’t take it.”
From time to time, Junior would mention Adny to the other cross-country team members. Ever since, Jace always asked about her and wanted to know more. I will remember his exact words as a beautiful love song. ‘I know we barely know each other, but I see you around school from time to time. I don’t want to freak you out, but your beauty is indescribable. Earlier when we were doing the huddle with the cheerleaders, you stood out from the crowd.’
Junior began making gagging noises.
I tried preventing him from leaving, because I wanted to stay in his presence. I wish I were speechless because the words spilled from my mouth as pure jibber jabber. My lame self yelled, ‘Good luck at practice!’ I wanted to kick myself because Jace doesn’t need luck. He’s naturally amazing at everything.
Whew! I was so glad I made it out of that one without my hormones exploding.
From this day forward I will never forget Seat 49. It is my keepsake. It is my treasure. It is the exact place where Jace called my ‘beauty indescribable.’
I told you this day was pure magic.
He turned the computer off and looked through the envelope of letters Jace sent to Adny. As much as he didn’t care for Jace, he kept the letters so Adny could hopefully read them one day.
FIVE
THURSDAY, JUNE 6 TH
EVENING
J ACE SAT on their host family’s floor pondering his thoughts as his mom and dad conversed with the locals outside. Twice a year the church asked volunteers to go to different areas in South Africa for the annual mission trip for two weeks. This year they were placed in Cape Town. Back in North Carolina, it was one, while it it was six in Cape Town.
With no phone or internet, it was nearly impossible to be aware of what was happening back in North Carolina. Each night, he sat and wrote
Junior stopped the video, slightly chuckling between breaths. “Sounds like something you would say. Since kindergarten, you never took shit from anyone. People were either with you or against you—never in between.”
His tone shifted more seriously, placing his finger back on the play button. “But despite everything, you still let them destroy your spirit, crippling your mind in favor of their demands—becoming a mere pawn for their malicious game I still hate so much.”
Madison came up to me and pushed me backward. I fell on poor Gracie by accident. That girl never says much, but she seems like a very sweet person.
Madison snapped her fingers and told her cheerleading minions, ‘Let’s go bitches. The weirdos are making me mad.’
Madison loves the ‘B’ word. The word doesn’t fit my mouth in all the right places. I hate saying it because I probably sound awkward.
I know what you are about to say. Don’t say it.
“I’m about to say it.”
Okay, I’ll say it. I was wrong. I know I would sound awkward.
“Glad you said it before me. We both know the word would be extremely weird coming from you.”
I struggled to get up, and I felt a hand touch mine. The touch was gentle. The feeling that came over me was something I’d never felt before. I could feel my heart flutter ever so lightly looking up at Jace.
We both laughed about how Madison has delusions about how every guy belongs to her. When he accidentally touched my shoulder, I felt my cheeks blush a little. In that moment, I wanted his touch to last forever.
I noticed a smile had crept upon his perfect face. I touched his hair when he helped me up. His hair is so soft, and his skin has a peachy undertone. And those eyes—a bluish, greenish color—so amazing!
No amount of words will ever describe feelings felt during that amazing interaction. Not only did the popular boy talk to me, but he knew my name. I wonder how he knew my name.
Junior stopped the video and placed his head on the desk. “Please stop talking about him; I can’t take it.”
From time to time, Junior would mention Adny to the other cross-country team members. Ever since, Jace always asked about her and wanted to know more. I will remember his exact words as a beautiful love song. ‘I know we barely know each other, but I see you around school from time to time. I don’t want to freak you out, but your beauty is indescribable. Earlier when we were doing the huddle with the cheerleaders, you stood out from the crowd.’
Junior began making gagging noises.
I tried preventing him from leaving, because I wanted to stay in his presence. I wish I were speechless because the words spilled from my mouth as pure jibber jabber. My lame self yelled, ‘Good luck at practice!’ I wanted to kick myself because Jace doesn’t need luck. He’s naturally amazing at everything.
Whew! I was so glad I made it out of that one without my hormones exploding.
From this day forward I will never forget Seat 49. It is my keepsake. It is my treasure. It is the exact place where Jace called my ‘beauty indescribable.’
I told you this day was pure magic.
He turned the computer off and looked through the envelope of letters Jace sent to Adny. As much as he didn’t care for Jace, he kept the letters so Adny could hopefully read them one day.
FIVE
THURSDAY, JUNE 6 TH
EVENING
J ACE SAT on their host family’s floor pondering his thoughts as his mom and dad conversed with the locals outside. Twice a year the church asked volunteers to go to different areas in South Africa for the annual mission trip for two weeks. This year they were placed in Cape Town. Back in North Carolina, it was one, while it it was six in Cape Town.
With no phone or internet, it was nearly impossible to be aware of what was happening back in North Carolina. Each night, he sat and wrote
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