“WHAT?!” I cried. Jay looked up from the cell phone on his lap where he had been texting. “Yea. He’s getting the cast off.”

Oh.

In that case.

“Oh. I thought he was dying. I got excited,” I said and awkwardly walked away from them. So Seamus was finally going to get that cast off his hand? I wonder what it’ll look like. All burned and shriveled?

Ew!

Bad images!

I shook my head and opened up my magazine. Paige was fixing her hair. I opened up to a picture of a shirtless Taylor Lautner. Yummy. Why was Taylor so hot? Ohmigosh! I covered his face so that just his hawt body was showing and imagined Seamus’s face.
Ah.

The power of imagination.

I pulled out my cell phone and randomly texted my friends. “There you are!” I heard Jay say. I looked over and Seamus was walking into the room. He had his sleeve pulled over his hand.

He sat down behind me and pulled his sleeve back. “Ew!” I said and made a face. His hand was a shiny reddish color with skin still growing back over the burn. He smirked. “High five Barbie?” he offered, holding it up.

“Ohmigosh no!” I cried in horror. Seamus laughed. “How does it feel?” Jay asked curiously. Seamus shrugged. “Just kind of weird to hold things with it. It’s like I kept my hand in water for a long time.”

“That is so nasty,” Paige said, shaking her head in disgust. She turned back around to text. Seamus grinned and grabbed her arm with his burnt hand. Paige squealed, spun around, and slapped him as hard as she could. “That is DISGUSTING!” she yelled in his face.

The teacher glared at us. “Sh!” she commanded, causing Seamus to roll his eyes. He pulled his iPod out and nodded his head along with the beat.

I examined him carefully. I could see it in his eyes. I could see how desperate he was to hide all his emotions. He didn’t want everyone to know just how much pain he was truly in. I had never seen it before now. Never seen everything locked up in those beautiful green eyes. His eyes were catching the light off the ceiling and reflecting it back. His eyes almost seemed to glow. Gosh his eyes were so beautiful! I just couldn’t get over them.

“See something you like?” he asked, noticing me at last. I glared. “Nope,” I said. He smirked. “That’s because you’re looking in the wrong place. My dick is down here.”

I rolled my eyes and ignored him until the bell rang. I spun around to leave and gasped because he was right in my face. He smirked. “Skip third period and come with me. I have a surprise for you.” I bit my lip but ended up following him.

He led me to the empty chorus room. “Why are we here?” I asked suspiciously. He made sure the door was locked before pulled up a stool and pointing at a chair. “Sit,” he commanded. I sat down and watched him carefully.

Seamus picked up an acoustic guitar and pulled a pick out of his pocket. He cleared his throat. “I might not be good at this. Haven’t practiced thanks to my hand.”

He took a deep breath and began.

Last nights dream 
We rode our bikes 
To our tree house by the sea 
And there we laid and said we'd never leave.
Last nights dream 
I promised you would have 
The whole world at your feet
And that we'd lay On a bed we made of leaves.
And we both know 
You're everything I need
And now I know
What she does to me
She takes me High 
She takes me High 
She takes me High 
She takes me High
She wakes me up 
She breaks me down 
Shes got me 10 feet off the ground 
She takes me High, high
She takes me high tonight
Last nights dream
We drove your car 
To the dead end of your street 
And we made love where no one else could see.
Last nights dream 
I held your hand 
And asked if you would be 
Forever mine, together you and me.
And we both know
You're everything I need
And now I know
What she does to me
She takes me High 
She takes me High 
She takes me high
She takes me high
She wakes me up 
She breaks me down 
Shes got me 10 feet off the ground 
She takes me High tonight.
Ill keep sleeping 
If I don't stop dreaming 
I would stop my breathing for you
I'm not leaving 
This life I'm dreaming 
Cause I cant stop living with you.
She takes me High 
She takes me High
She takes me high
She takes me high..
She wakes me up 
She breaks me down
Shes got me 10 feet off the ground 
She takes me High, high
She takes me high tonight

He stopped and looked up. A small smile took hold of my face. “That was beautiful,” I whispered. Seamus carefully set the guitar down and came and sat next to me. He took my hand in his and gave me a genuine smile.

“I’m sorry for everything Alex. I really am.” He sounded unsure of how to apologize. I had a feeling it wasn’t something he did often. He was careful not to touch me with his burned hand. I smiled at him and took the burned hand in my free hand.

I leaned in and placed my lips on his, feeling so right. He didn’t try to pick it up any farther and neither did I. Just this. Us. A gentle kiss. We were meant to be. I could feel it. Everything at that moment was perfect.

Until his cell phone rang and his world shattered into a million pieces.