Where Home Really Is

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Chapter 30 (v.1)

Submitted: December 25, 2012

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Submitted: December 25, 2012



***The last chapter I'm posting for about a week or so. Haven't written further than this, but I'm definitely gonna be working on getting it finished within a month or so :) Thanks for reading!!***

Chapter Thirty

Monday, September 10, 2012

Cole did call Sunday. He called and they talked for three hours. They talked for so long, her phone was hot by the end of it and she’d made her ear sore. He’d told her he would meet her before homeroom on Monday, and he did.

He was waiting by her homeroom door just like he’d said when she approached him, smiling when she laid eyes on him.

She had been nervous about seeing him after their date, though she wasn’t sure why. She guessed since they’d kissed, and both made it pretty obvious that they liked each other, things felt kind of different, knowing more would be expected when she saw him today.

But she didn’t feel nervous when she saw him leaning there against the lockers beside Mrs. Roland’s classroom door. She felt excited, her eyes locking on his lips as they curled in a smile. Those lips that she’d kissed so much Saturday night.

“Morning,” he said when she walked up.

He wore his letterman jacket over a black t-shirt with his hands in the pockets of his fitted, dark-wash jeans. He looked so great, and it was hard to believe, even gave her a little rush of excitement when she realized he liked her, that he’d chosen her to wait outside of homeroom for.

She smiled back, holding her books tighter. “Hi. What’s up?” She leaned against the lockers beside him and pretended not to notice the envious looks on the faces of the girls who passed her by.

“Not much,” he told her. “You look nice.”

She looked down at her outfit. She wore a simple pair of dark jeans and a red Hollister t-shirt under a jacket.

“I do?”

“Of course you do. You always do.”

She smiled back. “Smooth, Casanova.”
He laughed. “I’m not being smooth, I’m being honest. So, I want to see you again.”

“You’re seeing me right now, aren’t you?”

He chuckled. “I want to take you out again.”

“I’d like that.”

“How about Thursday night? I can take you to that movie I told you about.”

She frowned regrettably. “I have dance Thursday.”

“What time?”

“6:00 to 8:00.”

“Movie starts at 8:30. I can pick you up from dance and take you there.”

Jordyn agreed, and that was how she ended up with a second date with Cole Anderson.

After the warning bell, Jordyn went into homeroom and took her seat. She was immediately wacked in the face with a strong scent of nail polish and acetone. Coming from Ashley, who was painting her nails blood red at her desk.

Great, Jordyn thought as she sat down. Just how she wanted to spend homeroom; smelling acetone fumes for twenty minutes.

With Ashley glaring at her the entire time.

Thank God Ashley didn’t mention her date with Cole though. She didn’t say anything and for that, Jordyn was thankful. She knew she shouldn’t let Ashley get to her, but she was still annoying and Jordyn didn’t feel like listening to anything. She was sure Leah had said something to her about seeing them at the Creamery, but none of them mentioned it.

Alice did, though.

Jordyn met Alice in the hallway after third period, on the way to the cafeteria for lunch.

“Have you talked to him, yet?” Alice asked immediately.

Jordyn had called Alice yesterday, after she was done talking to Cole, and she’d told her all about the date, not leaving out a single detail.

“He met me before homeroom,” Jordyn answered. “I have another date,” she offered with a smile.

“Wow! Great. When?”

“Thursday night. He’s taking me to the downtown movie. Know anything about that?”

“Yeah, they show classics. Rarely nothing newer than the 90s, but it’s pretty fun. They give out free hot cocoa.”

“You going Thursday?”

Alice shook her head. “Nah. I’ve only been a couple of times. Not really my thing. They never show movies I like.”

They walked together into the crowded cafeteria, and they were in line when Cole walked up.

“Hey,” he said to them both. “Jordyn, look, you should sit with us.”

She glanced to the table he normally sat at, where Ty and Natalie were already sitting, and where Ashley and her crew would be soon. Did she really want to eat lunch with Ashley staring at her?

Yes, because she wanted to have lunch with Cole.

That night, after dance, Jordyn had showered, and was sitting Indian-style on her bed with her laptop opened and her English homework in front of her. Her internet tabs were Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, and Wikipedia, because who could do a research English paperwithout Wikipedia’s assistance.

Jordyn kept looking at her phone, which was laying silent on her bed beside her right knee, wondering what Cole was doing and really wanting to text him. But she didn’t, because she was way too afraid she’d come off as annoying.

Jordyn was between thinking about Cole and wondering where to start her second body paragraph when a knock came to her closed bedroom door.

“Come in!” she called.

Zara pushed the door open with a smile and stepped inside. “Hi, honey. Working on your homework?”

“Yeah,” Jordyn sighed. “English homework.”

Zara shut the bedroom door and walkd over to her daughter. “Well, take a break. We need to talk.”

“That sounds very ominous, mom,” Jordyn said.

“Oh it’s not bad. It’s just a little talk.”

Jordyn narrowed her eyes. No. There was no such thing as just a little talk. The last time her mother had a “little talk” was when they learned they were coming to Cedarwood. Jordyn hoped this wasn’t big news.

“I want to talk to you about Cole,” Zara said.

Jorydn’s eyebrows went up. OK, so this was the direction they were going in. “OK, then, mom. What about him?”

“Well, you’re sixteen, and I know for someone your age, dating, that is, there can be pressure.”

Jordyn knew exactly where this was going. “Mom, please tell me you’re not giving me a sex talk two days after my first date with the guy.”

“It’s never too early to know the facts, Jordyn,” Zara pointed out.

“I know all the facts, though, mom,” Jordyn replied. “You gave them to me like, when I was nine.”

“Jordyn, this is specific. I’m not telling you what sex is. You already know.”

Jordyn nodded. She did, of course.

“I just want to know that you’re responsible and sensible enough to make the right decisions about sex.”

“I only went on one date, mom,” Jordyn reminded her again.

“I know. I just want to make sure you know what’s important to consider if the opportunity arises to have sex.”

Jordyn figured her mother was going to use the phrase “have sex” a bunch in this conversation, so she braced herself for it.

“I know all about safe sex, mom,” Jordyn assured Zara. “I know what condoms are, and I would never put my health at risk.”

“That’s good to know, Jordyn, but I’m not talking about safe sex, I’m talking about no sex.”

Jordyn shifted uncomfortably.

“I don’t want you to be afraid to be honest with me,” Zara continued. “We can talk about anything and everything you want. You can tell me anything.”

“I’m a virgin, mom, if that’s what you’re trying to ask,” Jordyn said.

“I hoped so,” Zara said, nodding. “That being said, you have something so important, Jordyn. You are lucky to still have it, and you can only give it away once. Don’t give it away if there’s a chance you’re going to want it back someday. The man you choose to give yourself to is going to have something you can never replace. He will always have it, so you make sure he’s worth it.”

“It is important to me, mom,” Jordyn said. “I promise. I won’t just give it to anybody. And about Cole? I like him, I really do. But it’s too early to think about anything. It’s just date to date.”

“I’m glad you’re thinking right, then. Your heart is important to listen to, but you make sure you always keep your brain handy for the tough decisions. That’s what my mother always told me when I was young. You have a good heart, Jordyn. You’re a smart girl, too, so I trust you’ll make the right choices.”

Jordyn nodded.

“And you’ll feel free to come to me with anything you need. Anything you want to talk about, I will be happy to listen and tell you anything you ever want to know.”

Jordyn nodded again. “I know, mom.”

Her cell phone lit up and vibrated from next to her. Her heart warmed, and skipped a beat.


“It’s Cole,” she told her mom, picking the cell phone up. Zara luckily took the hint. She stood up and kissed her daughter’s forehead. “Don’t forget what we talked about, sweetie. Ever. Goodnight. I love you.”

“I love you, too, mom,” Jordyn replied with a smile.

Once Zara was gone, the door closed, Jordyn quickly put her phone to her ear. “Hello?”

“Hey, Jordyn.”

His voice was heavenly on the other end of her phone. She smiled, closed her eyes and laid back on her back. “Hey, Cole. What’s up?”

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