~*Smile Again*~Chapters 17 & 18~Pg 15~ - Page 8

Maddy, isnt her comp fixed yet? 😕 😕 😕
I'm gettin' impatient mannn!!!

Originally posted by: MUNNIBABA2007

hey maddie...when are you gonna post teh next part...me impatient now...

so am i😭😭

note from author: hey guys its me, the one who started writing smile again. i just wanna say im sooooo sorry for making you guys wait so long for the next chapter. but skool started and everything and i just dont have the time anymore. besides i seem to get lazier by day. anyway, here is chapter 13 and i noe its really short, but hope you guys enjoy it anyway. oh and also i;m starting a new story. its called vampire hearts and i will soon post it. i already have a couple of chapters. im really excited about this new one. as you might now, starting a new story is always exciting. please keep your comments coming and i will let you noe when the vampire hearts come up, seeya!!!

to to to good. luved it!!
continue soon!! n i hope da lover boy cums up! i miss him, after all he's da lover boy. ;)
lolz jus jkin.

finally an updatee yayyy, wowww great part, loved it, i had this argument abt jesus and all yesterday at school, and it pissed me off soo badd ... anyways the story is going great, plzz cont soon... :D

oh madiha, wwen wil u update da next part??

i'm sry i'm beign so impatience. amn't i?

"Note from author: hey guys. its me, and i justed to let u noe that my new story "Vampire hearts" is going to be up on india-forums maybe in a day or two, depending on when madiha posts it and everything, so watch out for it. its gonna be awesome, at least i think it will be. its completely different from Smile again. and i hope u guys will read it and enjoy it. i will be posting the first 2 chapters. and heres another exciting chapter of smile again. nah, just kidding. its pretty boring. well, seeya."

Chapter 15.

So I'm walking back to the Malones right? And then who do I see? None other than Ian White. Yep. that guy from my class. And I'm thinking maybe he won't see me. I'm sorta walking backwards as he is walking right toward me. So I decided to go around a little bit and try to avoid him. I'm not sure why, but I just tend to avoid people a lot. If I see someone from school at the library, or something, I just hide or duck and pray that they didn't see me. Cause the bother of it is just too much. They come up to you and say hi and you have to make small petty talk with them until you run out of things to say and then you have to make up some excuse to run away. Anyways, as I'm contemplating my situation, Ian sees me. And he waves, like we're best friends. Funny guy. Really. Well I can't just run away now. I suddenly become aware of what I'm wearing and what I look like. I mean, come on, who cares, right? I just happened to be wearing my best vans, but I also happened to be wearing my pajama pants with a tank top. But it's not like my pajamas were like stars or cats or roses or something. They were just plain dark blue ones. With stripes, if you must know! Just fabulous. I meet this guy and I'm wearing my pajamas. As he comes closer, I guess he gets a look at my clothes. I could practically hear his chuckle.
"Hey, get out of bed late?" he says to me with a smirk
"Oh, keep your remarks to yourself. Besides I haven't got time for this. As you can see, I've got millions to do."
"Your siblings?" he asks with a doubtful expression
I snort, as if the answer was obvious. But then I said, "No, I'm babysitting," just in case he was one of those people who were completely oblivious to everything else that was going on in the world.
"Cool, need help?" he said
"Uh, no, besides I doubt you know anything about babysitting,"
"You always underestimate people, huh? Well, you happen to be wrong about this one. I have a little brother and I babysit him all the time,"
"Oh, you are such an angel! You want a cookie or something for that? Sheesh!" I said and started to walk way. And he followed me.
"Hey, is he your boyfriend?" asked Angel with a smile, like she knew it but was only asking to make sure.
I laughed. "Seriously? NO!" Her face fell. Then it brightened.
"Then, maybe I can date him!" she said all excited.
Was she kidding? What a laugh! Ian heard this, but kept whatever he wanted to say to himself.
"Yeah, in like 5 years," I muttered, before Ian came in between me and Angel. Jeremy was way ahead of us, on his board. For god's sake, someone should have the pity to help him. My arms were really sore from holding Marie and my skateboard. But only then did I notice that she was sleeping. No wonder, she wasn't moving. I stopped to shift her from my right hand to my left.
"Angel, can you please hold my skateboard?" and she took it without a question, thank god.
"Hey, um, do you want me to hold her?" asked Ian all of a sudden, pointing to Marie. I thought about this. Well, she was kind of heavy. Besides, it's not like he was going to run off with the kid, the moment I handed her to him.
"Yea ok, if you insist," I said and gave him Marie. He grinned at me, like he proved something. Sort of like a I-told-you-so look.
"So, how's it going?" he asked me. He looked like carrying a 40 pound child was no big deal. Sheesh.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "School?"
"Yea, sure,"
"Fine,"
"Oh, so you skateboard, huh?"
"Yes,"
"How long have you been boarding?"
"Since freshman year," it was obvious he wanted me to elaborate, so he'd have something to talk about. But I wasn't gonna catch the bait, like he wanted me to.
"Cool,"
I thanked god again for the umpteenth time that finally I was in front of the Malone's house and right next to it, I could see my own house. And then I saw my mom coming out of it. She did a double-take when she saw me with a really good-looking guy. Then she smiled and walked our way.
"Well, thanks a lot, you can just go now," I said trying to get rid of him., before my mom came over and made a giant deal about it. But of course Ian took his sweet time saying nonsense stuff like see you at school, and my mom was really fast that moment. Don't wanna know why. Creepy, though.
"Oh hi!" my mom screeched about 10 feet away from us.
"Who's that?" Ian asked
"My mom," I grumbled.
"Hi," she said again, this time to Ian
"Hi, Mrs. Ryder, I'm Ian White," he said turning into parent-pleaser mode. Does every guy do that?
"Hello there, and um, are you a friend of Cassie's?"
"He's not a friend, just a classmate," I muttered, but my mom didn't hear me. Maybe chose NOT to hear me.
"Oh yea, I bumped into her when I was walking around here, and I offered to help her," he said with a perfect smile at me. I scowled back.
"Well, in that case, why don't you stay for lunch? We're having chicken casserole." my mom said to which Ian modestly accepted. Nice, really.
So, me, Ian, Lucas, my mom and the Malone kids sat down at our dining table. Apparently, dad was out playing soccer with his friends, even though he's way too old for that kind of stuff and Michaela was out with her friends.
There was complete silence at our table, besides the obvious chatter between my mom and Ian. God, she was like a friggin' robot, designed to test him or something. "So, Ian, what do your parents do?", " How is school going?", "Thinking about college yet?" and on and on and on. I would've rather been locked up in a tiny room with Kelly for a week. And that's pushing it. Lucas and Jeremy made casual talk about school and sports.
"So, Cassie, why don't you give Ian a tour of our house?" my mom said after lunch. What was the deal here? I mean, seriously, who wants to possibly have a tour of some regular house? She never told me to give a house tour to Scott or Jake or my other friends. Not even Erica. God!
"Why?" I asked, now majorly irritated. She was acting like he was my future husband or something. She gave me a look and I obliged.
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"So this is the basement." I pointed to my drum set. "There's my drum set. I don't play it anymore, though."
"What about your room?" he asked me as he looked around.
"On the second floor, why?"
"Can I see it?"
I thought about this. I mean, my room was majorly messy. Clothes scattered all over the place, my skateboards, guitar on the bed. Video equipments and tapes on my desk. There was barely enough room for me to sit. But, I thought maybe that would gross him out enough that he wouldn't really want to some in, cause if I said no, he'd wanna come in more. Besides why was he interested so much? No guy has ever since the dark era even, like, come into my house. A guy who wasn't making out with Michaela in her room, that is. 'Cept my friends.
"Why not?" I said and he looked genuinely surprised. I led him upstairs and saw my mom in the living room, reading a magazine. She winked at me and smiled. What the hell was the deal with that? She was seriously creeping me out.
I opened the door and Ian's eyes widened.
"Wow," he said, incredulously.
"Yea, pretty bad, huh? Well, I'm sure you don't wanna set foot in this room. So why don't we move on?" I tried to close the door, but he pushed his way in. All the windows closed and the shades drawn, my room was dark. Not that dark.
"I expected something like this," he said simply, while going through my shelf of books.
"Yea, sorry,"
"You read a lot of mysteries, huh?"
"Yea, I just like them," he looked at me and smiled.
"Me too, did you read that one book called "The shadow of Dawn?" by, um-"
"Karl Benson,"
He laughed, "Yea that one, it was good right?"
"Yea, though I couldn't understand, why Maria was so stupid!"
"Yea, man, she could've handled some of the situations better, I guess, but in the end good ol' Benny brings her back,"
" I really liked the part where Maria was put in that dark icebox, I mean it was freaky for her and everything, and she felt trapped in the dark, but ... that's sorta how I feel everyday," I told him, without really knowing that I was saying something so private to him. "My world is like a snow globe. It gets shook up everyday, but I'm still holding on, as much as I wanna just... let go, I don't. I feel like I don't belong here, ever since-"
I caught myself just in time, I was about to tell him what had happened. The reason to all my woes. He dropped my book and looked at me. I mean really looked at me. His eyes held sympathy. Like he understood. Then he spoke.
"I've never told anyone this before, but I'm really scared of the dark," he said with nervous eyes, like he was afraid I might tell everyone at school. But he trusted me enough to tell me this. And I was glad for it. Even though he was looking at me, he had a faraway look in his jade green eyes, like he was remembering something painful. "One time, when I was 11, my cousin locked me in the closet and he didn't let me out for 2 hours." he shrugged, "I was scared," he admitted. "After that, I acted like it didn't bother me, but most times I have nightmares about it. Of course, it didn't help that he was supposed to be babysitting me!" he said with humor.
I smiled at that. And it was a real smile. We were actually having a conversation. Then, there was silence, as soon as we caught ourselves letting go. But it wasn't the awkward kind of silence. Then I realized that we were holding so much back. This isn't who I was and he wasn't being himself fully right now. We both sorta felt that, I guess. You should know by now that I'm not really the deep kind of person, and for me to be saying something like this is truly extraordinary. But at that moment I didn't care. We had connected, even if it was for a minute. There was this sort of electric kind of energy, between us, as we stared at each other. We had shared something none of us have told anyone before. And we weren't even friends.
Yet.
He suddenly, reached out to me, like he was about to push some of my hair behind my ear, but he stopped half way and pulled his hand back. Then he clenched his fist.
He broke our gaze and looked around, trying to think of something to say, I guessed. He was embarrassed. The moment had passed.
"Oh, you play the guitar?"
I looked at him and nodded. Then I looked away.
"Well, uh, I, um, better go, now, I was supposed to meet some friends," he said and rushed past me. I was pretty sure he was lying. That made me smile again. He wasn't the cool, calm collected soccer player that everyone from school loved. He was a regular boy who had his own intimate secrets and fears and even insecurities. Then I heard the front door close. I drew the curtains aside and saw Ian. He started down the street, but stopped just for a moment. He looked up to my room and I stepped back just in time. I prayed he didn't see me. After a moment, I looked out and all I could see was a figure of him walking away. Getting smaller and smaller by the second.

WOW WAT A CONNECTION BETWEEN IAN N HER.
OH I HOPE DEY START REALIZIN DERE LUV VERY QUICKLY!!!!

THANKU 4 DA UPDATE. CONTINUE SOON!!!!

Greatt Part, she is such a great writer.. I love this story.. plz tell her to cont soon... 😳