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Heart of a Wallflower

Novel By: ilovekasuncion13
Romance



Cassandra Linden is 18 years old. A total genius. When she realizes at graduation how much she would give to maybe make things diffrent. Get a boyfriend or have actual friends. Her mother rents a cabin at Blue Moon Lake with her 2 bestfriends(Suzanne and Mike) and their son, Ian. Who's Cassandra's only true friend since birth. Drama is to come but also what changes does Cassandra make? Who will she meet and why is Ian who has is the opposite of Cassandra seem to begin going though changes as well? Will sparks fly? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jun 16, 2011    Reads: 101    Comments: 5    Likes: 0   


I was sitting there on the couch just watching him. What was I thinking? He's my friend nothing more.
At first my heart jumped a bit in my chest, because he'd caught me staring at him. All I thought was: what do I do? Think, just think of an excuse, but he just looked up at me and smiled then making a stupid face at me. I just looked at him blankly then I continued on to my laptop.
I couldn't even concentrate on my work; my mind was going back to Ian every time.
I heard the sliding door leading to the backyard open, looked up, and saw Ian going outside carrying his soda while wearing his Harvard sweat shirt that had soda splashes on in from the exploding soda from earlier. I don't know why but I found myself putting aside my things and following him outside.
I looked around the corner of the door, and saw him just looking out into the darkness of the night, no light on except the natural lighting of the moon. He looked like he was really thinking about something but I wasn't sure what. I was also unsure of why I was there-what did I want from him?
He still hadn't seen me 'till I knocked on the glass door a bit. He spun around, and looked at me wide eyed. "Hey Cass, how long have you been there?"
I shrugged my shoulders started walking towards him and took a seat next to him on the porch. "Why are you out here, anyway?"
"The weather's perfect, can't you tell? I can feel summer here." He said as he looked out in the starless sky.
"Wow that was corny," I said as I laughed. "So, what are you doing here, back home I mean, what about school and your life out in the big bad world?"
He looked at me and smiled a little. "College life eventually ends too you know. Oh, and I only told you I couldn't make it to your graduation because of school- just so I could surprise you today."
"So, you're on break?" He nodded. "Oh, well it was a nice surprise, didn't think you had it in you to do anything nice like that." Then I felt myself blush, I never blush, I mean what was there to be embarrassed about? He just wanted to surprise me and make it fun-nothing more. Maybe I was just flattered, oh goodness what am I thinking?
"So, do you want to talk?"
I didn't know how to answer, and just stared blankly at him. What did he mean?
"Isn't that why you came out here?" He pressed on.
"Uh yeah," I said. I decided to ask him about the first thing that came to mind. "How's life? Do you have a… girlfriend-or?"
He looked at me like he wasn't expecting me to ask that, but still answered. "Or… boyfriend?" He laughed so hard, but continued. "No I'm kidding, but yeah I've had girlfriends but nothing serious, so currently I'm living the single life baby. As for life, it's great I'm here back at home with my favorite girl and my favorite people in the world."
I'm stunned, did he just call me his, "Favorite girl?"
He looked at me like I just accused him of murder, "What?"
"You called me your favorite girl?"
"Oh I mean I-you're…" He seemed like he couldn't find the words. His fluster of words made him look like the little kid I grew up with. Then he said, "Yeah since like you're the sister I never had and all."
My chest started hurting after hearing that-though I don't know why. So ignored it and said, "Oh, I see well that's cool, I guess."
We didn't say anything for the longest time 'till he said, "What are you doing this summer?"
"Staying with my mom maybe your parents too at a summer condo they keep talking about or just here at home-with you here hopefully?"
"Now that sounds like a plan, I'll be here all summer kid."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, c'mon let's go inside it's hot here." He winked at me then stood up gave me his hand and helped me up from my chair.
***
We walked into the living to find our parents on the computer still conversing. I sat on the couch while Ian laid down next to me placing his head on my lap. It was a surprise that he did what he had, but in a good way.
His eyes were closed and I really didn't know where to place my hands where they wouldn't look awkward when he said, "Just play with my hair please."
"Okay." I said. Then I just began playing with his slightly wavy hair, and studied his features. He was clean shaven, I could tell he just got a haircut, and his face looked so handsome-but I'd never tell him that, I would never live it down. I looked at his black hair and thought of his greenish-blue eyes. Though I couldn't see them due to his eyes being closed, I could remember them from when I was looking into his eyes earlier this afternoon thinking how incredible they were.
It seemed like the world stopped revolving around the sun and time just stopped, like-like it was just me and him. Until-
"We did it!" Suzanne squealed. "We rented out a summer cabin in Autumn Hills!"
"You did what?" I said as I had just remembered that what I was thinking was ridiculous and came down from my little world in my head.
"The 5 of us are going up there for the 10 weeks of summer. We leave tomorrow so get packing!"
They all began cheering wildly. Meanwhile Ian and I had looked at each other, he sat up and smiled at me and I smiled back awkwardly. I only wondered what was going through his mind.
***
Since we were leaving around lunch the morning soon to come I went with Ian and his parents to their house to help them pack up. While at home my mom knew what to pack for herself and I, and it would only take me an hour to pack everything I had. All I knew was that Ian needs a lot help with packing the right things if we wanted to be on time to leave so summer can officially start.
When I walked in side of Ian's parents' house it smelled and looked just like I had remembered it. I haven't been here in months because Ian wasn't here to hang out with. I looked at the low lit walls and there were what seemed like hundreds of pictures of me and Ian growing up over the years. I had a majority of these pictures at my house also, I thought. All these brought back the great memories I had with him. Then it had finally hit me, I realized that those 10 months he'd been gone and was too busy to talk to me I was-even more lonely.
Why hadn't I realized it till now? That I've actually been- missing him, and I haven't even said it aloud-yet.
Then I felt someone come up behind me and put their arms around my shoulders, they put their mouth to my ears and said, "We missed out on so much those months I've been gone, huh?"
"Idiot," was all I can say. Why was he holding on to me so closely and why wasn't I pushing him away, this isn't like me at all.
"Don't worry we'll make up for lost time this summer." I could tell he was smiling. Why is he being so nice, like too nice all of a sudden? Like he'd forgotten what type of relationship we had, the one we are just-friends.
All I could say was, "Sure."
I undid his hug and started walking up the stairs to his bedroom which only gets its use in the summer when Ian's back home. I sat on the bed running my fingers along his head board; I began remembering how he and I use to sleep in this bed together as young kids having a sleep over or whatever we did. I remembered how he was and still is the only person who can bring out the best in me. Even if I had no idea how to be friendly (or even make friends for that matter), be out going, or just being a normal teenager I felt like I could try something new with him. Only when I'm with him it makes me think that I can do and overcome anything. Be different or just be-me.
***
Ian came into the room to lay next to where I was sitting on the bed. He buried his face into a pillow and turned his head to look at me and told me he was sleepy.
I got up and walked to his closet and began taking out clothes avoiding the dresser which probably held his boxers and socks, maybe other unmentionables. "Ian I'm tired too but we have to get back to my place in an hour. Come on it's one in the morning hurry up you can sleep at my house we leave at-"
"Eleven," he said breaking me off.
"Exactly, so help me please?"
He got up took off his shirt and grabbed a towel off his dresser. "You do it I'm going to shower I feel hot."
I screamed. I've never seen a man body in person. All I said was, "Okay, just go!"
He laughed as he was leaving the room and called out from the hallway, "Perv!"
"Shut up!" I called back.
Then I heard Mike and Suzanne come into Ian's room. Putting some suitcases on the floor. "Who's a perv?" Suzanne asked. I just shook my head. She was confused but still smiled at me. "Well we're going to stay here tonight and come back to your house in about 6 hours, tell your mom. Then tell Ian to drive you back home by 2 or 3, so you can get back to packing."
I nodded. "I will," I said.
"So, tell Ian to just stay the night at your house, ok?" Mike asked.
What was he saying, Ian can't stay at my house that'd be too awkward, because he's like, like my… brother nothing more so I said moments later, unsure, "Yeah sure."
"Okay good night Cassandra, get some sleep it's a 4 hour drive in our old van," they told me.
I laughed, "Goodnight." And then they left.
Now back to packing, I thought. I was going through his closet grabbing lots of clothes and tossing them on the bed. I grabbed everything he needed except his toiletries and his unmentionables for him to pack. After I had a substantial amount of clothes for 10 weeks I began folding everything neatly into his suitcases. There were 2 large suitcases on the floor but I had no need for the second one because I was able to pack everything in one suitcase which still had room for more stuff.
I thought I'd make myself useful while Ian was still in the shower. I thought I'd grab all his things that he'd need other than clothes and put it together on top of his dresser. I looked at the clock it read 2:09 AM we still had plenty of time. I looked around the room and grabbed his deodorant, wallet, keys, cell phone charger and cell phone and put it on the dresser. I was going to leave the rest to him.
I was walking out into the hallway now, and was turning towards the stairs when I bumped right into Ian. I stumbled forward and fell on top of him.
There we were on the floor, and all I heard was, "Enjoying the view?"
I looked up and here we were again in another awkward situation. I was so close to his face that I could-kiss him. I was looking at his lips when I snapped back into reality. "Oh, shut up!" Was I just thinking about kissing him oh goodness who am I?!
I pushed up with my arms but I was still on top of him. I looked down from his face to see he had nothing on but a towel around his waist. I was looking at his abs and couldn't help myself. "I know you can't resist me," He said
I looked up, "Oh, I can resist you." Nice that sounded stupid but I didn't know what to say.
I mean what was doing or thinking? Then I looked up at his face and he said, "You're kind of crushing me down there!" He looked like he was in pain then I looked down.
He was right my knee was on his… thingy. I flew back like superman against the wall to brace myself and covered my mouth to scream and ran into the bathroom.
What the hell was going on back there? How could I have been so unlike me? I've never been so close like that with the opposite sex especially Ian. Even though we grew up together nothing like that has ever happened. What's been going on between us lately, this has never happened before-never.
And it won't happen again.
I stood there and tried to calm myself down looking into the mirror. Then I splashed my face with cold water because my cheeks felt hot.
I heard a knock on the door, it was Ian. "C'mon Cass it wasn't that bad I was just only kidding. Come out, it was an accident anyway don't be embarrassed."
I prepped myself before coming out. I told myself that whatever I might be feeling it needs to stop, now.
Finally I opened the door to find that he was gone. Probably in his room. So I walked to his door and knocked. I heard him say something like 'just one minute' but I wasn't sure, his voice was too muffled by the sound out him moving around. Then he opened the door fully dressed, thank God, and said, "Missed me?" He said with a playful smile.
"Should I have? I mean I just saw you." I said confused.
"Never mind you don't get it. Come in," he continued. "You packed way more than I thought you would."
I laughed leaning against the doorway, "I thought if you'd pack faster we could be on our way."
"Okay, I get the hint. Just let me just finish up. You can just rest a bit, okay?"
I nodded and laid on the bed. I wasn't arguing I was too tired for that. I laid for a second then I smelt the covers and it smells like him- his boyish scent. And his smell always helped me fall asleep easier so I closed my eyes and I drifted off.
***
When I finally had awakened I was in the passenger seat of the car. I was unsure who I was with and looked at around and saw Ian to my left driving. "Well good morning sunshine." He said laughing at me.
"When did I-" Was all I could say before he'd cut me off again.
"I didn't want to wake you up when I saw how cute you looked when you were sleeping. So I packed my bags in the car and then I carried you out into the car last." I was stunned. "By the way you're a very heavy sleeper." He said as he kept driving.
"You could have just woken me up, and you say my face!? I look terrible when I sleep, like a fat cow." I told him. Then I shyly asked, "Was I heavy?"
"Not even, you looked cute and I didn't want to wake you, like I said before and as for heavy-well no you're light as a feather."
I just looked at him as he concentrated on the road. 'Cute,' the word he always called me growing, so I was used to it. Yet, why was hearing it now make me feel all hot and bothered?
"Well thanks I guess," I said. He nodded and I really didn't know why I should be thankful though. "You know you're spending the night right?"
"Yeah I planned to," he said. "I can sleep on the couch if you want."
"Uh, it's okay you can sleep in my room," I said. Wait what was I saying? I'm not acting right today. Maybe I just need some sleep, yeah that must be it. "Just as long as you stay on your side of the bed." I said looking at him, but he didn't look at me which I was grateful for because my face must look stupidly confused.
He nodded again not saying any more the rest of the drive. For some reason he seemed so serious and grown up. An adult-a man.
I began thinking to myself as we drove home: I felt like there really was so much I really didn't know other than what I've kept to myself. Like what I've experienced so far is just only, part of life. There was so much I need to know, and so much growing up I need to go through before I go out on my own. Since Ian came back home, instead of him being one of the only things I knew besides school and work, for some reason he's like something new to me. From there I promised silently to myself that this summer the heart of this wallflower-will blossom.




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