One On The Town

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
Brianna Goran lives in Waverly Beach, California. Where she meets and falls in love with Sam McFadden.

Submitted: February 27, 2011

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2/22/11
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Night Life
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
J.H.
 
 
 
Brianna sat in her family room, anxiously waiting for the arrival of Sam McFadden. This would be the first time she would even be able to consider going out with a boy without one of her parents chaperoning, and she was quite a bit nervous, but at the same time thrilled. As if her parents were finally realizing she was thirteen, and that they needed to just stop treating her like a child, and let her grow up. It wasn’t like she didn’t appreciate her parents trying to protect her; it was just that she didn’t really need her father wearing a fake mustache while pretending to read a newspaper in the corner of the bowling alley.
Brianna considered herself good looking. At 5:8 and only 128 pounds, she was definitely in shape. She considered herself attractive, or as her 9 year old sister would put it, “Oh my god Bri, you have Boobs!” this comment would usually end with young Josephine Being chased out of the room by her older sister. Brianna had emerald green eyes, which sparkled when the light hit them. She had short, cropped chocolate brown hair, but at the moment it was streaked with gold. She wore glasses, but they were the kind that accented your features, rather than downsize them. She had considered getting contacts, but Sam had urged her to reconsider. He liked the way they framed her face.
The young couple had been seeing each other for the past three months. But this would be the first date they would be on that their parents were aware of. They had kissed on quite a few occasions, but Brianna was hoping that today would be the day that he revealed how much he really cared about her. She knew they had a strong connection with each other, but she wasn’t sure how deep it truly ran. She secretly wanted to make out with Sam, but her face would usually flush at the thought, but she hoped that someday, that would be a reality.  
Her thoughts were postponed as she heard a knock on the ratty screen door.  She quickly stood up, brushed the burgundy couch lint off of her pants, and went to the door.
He was standing there in black jeans and a blue and grey striped hoodie. He had asked her what he should wear, in order to please both her, and her father.
“Hey” he said with a crooked but sincere smile. 
“Hey”, she replied. Then, realizing that her parents were standing awkwardly behind her, she stepped out onto the porch, and turned to face them both.
“Okay, Mom? Dad? We’re gonna go now.” She then took Sam’s hand, jumped off the porch, and started to run down the sidewalk, eager to get away so she could give him a real welcome, she loved the feeling of his breath on the nape of her neck, and the way he would sometimes gaze into her eyes, as if he could see into her soul. It was hard to keep secrets from him.
“Wait.” Her father said. Brianna comically rolled her eyes at Sam, and the pair both walked back to her father.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Um, we haven’t decided yet sir.” Sam covered for Brianna. Her father despised Sam, for reasons yet to be revealed. But Brianna thought it was because her father had a one night stand with Sam’s mom like, ages ago.
“Fine.” He grunted. Sam took Brianna’s hand and they both started down the porch.
“Be back at ten thirty!” her father called after her.
“Whatever!” Brianna replied, not really hearing or caring.
Brianna’s house was in the middle of WaverlyBeach, so she was within walking distance of all the establishments that would matter to a thirteen year old girl. Twenty minute walk to the Movie Theater, five minute walk to the local DQ, the library, etc. after her house was out of sight, they slowed to a walk, and Sam turned to her, and gently kissed her. Brianna let him, and then gave him a long hug. She gently nuzzled her head under his chin.
“So” Sam asked, “where do you wanna go?” 
“I guess a movie… Brianna said. And then maybe dinner there’s enough time afterwards.
“Sounds good.” He replied with a lopsided grin. Sam was incredibly cute. He was about 6:2, tall for 14. He had blond/brown hair and blue/green eyes. He was charismatic, charming, smart… everything that a girl dreamed of. Except for the time being, he was hers. And hers only.
It took about fifteen minutes for the couple to walk to the theater. They talked about life, school, their relationship, every thing that mattered. As they waited in line, Brianna held his Sam’s hand tight, not wanting to let go for anything. The two bought tickets from the weary looking guy in the window, and then went to the snack counter.
Brianna let Sam buy her favorite candy, Snickers and Peanut M&M’s. He was wonderful in her eyes, she loved being with him, he knew everything about her. But Sam’s life was a secret, a mystery waiting to be solved. His previous life was still unknown to her, and for all she knew, it might always be.
It was funny, because this would be the first movie with questionable content that Brianna would watch that wasn’t first screened by her parents. She liked the feeling of being able to do what she wanted for a little while. She enjoyed basking in the knowledge that this would be a secret that she could keep from her parents. She giggled to herself, and then let Sam lead her into the theater.
For the entire length of the movie, Brianna laid her head on his shoulder. She would allow him to gently play with her hair, lovingly stroking it as they leaned against each other. Brianna felt safe during that time. She knew that nothing would ever happen to her, as long as she was with Sam. That thought comforted her, it would comfort her always.
“So how was it?” Sam asked her, as they walked out of the theater.
“It was really good.” She replied with a smile. He looked at her with gaze that that made her feel like she was floating in the clouds.
“You know, I really enjoy being with you” he said softly.
Brianna didn’t really know what to say to that. Was this what she had been waiting for all this time? Had she missed her big moment?
“Me too.” She replied with a smile. Really? She thought to herself. That was really the best you could come up with? C’mon, the boy basically just put his heart on a platter and gave it you, and all you can think of is, me too? She would beat herself up later, but in the meantime, her thoughts drifted back to Sam. 
“So, do you want to go get some food?” he asked.
“I don’t know, do you think we’ll be back in time?” Brianna asked. She didn’t want to know what would happen if Sam angered her father, she shuddered just at the thought of it.
Yeah, I think we’ll have enough time. Sam said. “Unless I mean, if you don’t wanna take a chance.
“No, its ok.” she quickly stated, “I do. What did you have in mind?
“Umm, he thought aloud. Chinese? Pizza?
“Pizza” she stated. So they took a ten minute walk to Tony’s Pizzeria and split a Sicilian Pepperoni. It was kind of expensive, but worth it.
It was fun eating with Sam, because, well, she could be who she really was with him, she could talk about all her thoughts with him, all her dreams, her fantasies, everything that was important, everything that mattered. Not that she couldn’t talk with her parents, but could she have a talk with her mom about how a friend at school gave her money and begged her to buy her a pregnancy test? Or how a creepy 8th grade pervert gave her Blueberry flavored condoms?
“It’s for the aftertaste.” He had said. That had infuriated Sam, but Brianna had told him that she wanted to personally take care of this, “Problem”. Brianna liked the idea of Sam being angry for her, the knowledge that Sam would gladly start a fight for her well being. It gave her a very warm feeling in her stomach.
But rest assured, Tony Snyder would be having incredible groin pain for the rest of the month, due to a sudden, yet severe knee to the testicles. No, she definitely couldn’t talk with her parents, the way she could with Sam.
The food was good, but the real treat was being with him. She sometimes had the feeling that her parents didn’t want her to have a relationship with anyone, like they wanted to keep her away from all, including friends. To just keep her caged up at home under lock and key.  When Brianna asked questions, they would usually say something along the lines of, “You’re just too young” or, “We’re just trying to protect you!” she was too young to have friends!? No way.
 Brianna had a feeling that they were just trying to keep her in, like a baby chick trying to poke out of its egg, but someone keeps krazy gluing the cracks. She needed this night. She needed to be free.
“How is it?” Sam asked as they dug in.
“It’s good” she replied. “Thank you”
“So…” he started. Brianna leaned forward without thinking. Maybe this was it! Maybe he would finally say it! Maybe this would be the moment she had been waiting for. Maybe…
“How’s life at home?” he finished. Brianna fell back into her chair.
“I guess its good, she stated. Parents really don’t listen to a thing I say, sister flushed my toothbrush down the toilet, but I guess it’s all good.”
“That’s good”. He said with a smile”
“How’s everything with you?” she asked. He flinched at the question. Ever since his dad had left his mom, things had been hard on both his mother, and him. He had gone from being a home schooled kid, normal in his own eyes, to a kid thrust into the middle of public, without a clue where he was. Brianna had helped him along, but it hadn’t been easy.
Sometimes he would vent to her. Yell about his dad, his childhood, he would pour all of his emotions, all of his anger; into the words he spoke. And sometimes, sometimes he would just break down. He would cry on her shoulder for hours. Letting out all his emotion, all of his hate, his rage, into the tears that would freely flow from his soul.  Brianna didn’t mind.  When he didn’t answer the question right away, Brianna gently took his hand, and held it reassuringly.
“Everything’s ok”. He lied. Brianna chose to believe him, for his sake.
The two finished their dinner, left a tip, then started the half an hour walk back to Brianna’s house. They took as many detours as they could, not wanting to rush back home. They tried to take as long as they dared, to just be together. They talked a little, but walked mostly in silence, holding hands where no one could see. The last thing she needed was a neighbor to see something questionable, and then report to her father.
 They reached her house at about 9:30. Brianna thanked Sam for the movie and dinner, and then started to walk up her rickety porch steps. Sam did not let go of her hand. He slowly pulled her close to his chest, and wrapped his big arms around her, and he looked deep into her eyes.
“Do you trust me?” he said In a hoarse whisper. Brianna didn’t know what to say. What exactly did he mean? What exactly would he do? Brianna took a deep breath, wondering what would happen, but in her mind, the decision was already.
“Yes” she breathed, “I trust you” he slowly reached his hand up to her face; he stopped for just a moment, to gently caress her perfect cheek. He then carefully took off her glasses and tucked them away. He hugged her deeply, and gently kissed up and down her neck, which sent pleasant shivers down her spine. He then pulled away, and gazed deeply into her eyes, as if he was trying to read her, trying to see if she felt the same way, and then he did something wonderful.
He kissed her. But this kiss was unexpected. This wasn’t the usual quick, in front of your parents’ kiss, the kind that they usually shared. We’re talking a deep, long, luscious, passionate kiss. The kind of kiss that, Brianna thought, only lovers could share. Then, as if he read her thoughts, he gently nuzzled his head in that wonderfully sensitive place between your neck and your shoulder.
“I love you Bri,” He breathed. “God, I love you so much.” That was it, her heart broke, a tear threatened to escape the corner of her eye.
“I love you too Sam” she whispered. Then, it was her turn to kiss him. After a few moments, he pulled back, and hugged her deeply once again, he had one arm wrapped around her slender body, he used his free hand to gently stroke her hair, he kissed her gently, breathed his hot breath down her neck, and gently rubbed up and down her back. Brianna’s breath was ragged in anticipation of what was to come. Her mind went into a state of incredible feeling and wonder.
This was what she had been waiting for; this is what she had needed for so long. Sam had succeeded in making her feel as if nothing else mattered. That as long as she was in his embrace, nothing could get to her. He had succeeded in making her feel something, something that was very special to her, something that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Sam had succeeded, in making her feel safe.
They both lost track of time, it was as if both their minds had went into a trance of incredible passion and emotion. Suddenly, they were interrupted by the loud, ominous beeping of Brianna’s phone. She quickly pulled away and stole a glance at it, laughter burst out of her mouth without her knowing.
“I’m Half an hour late for my Dad’s curfew!” she exclaimed. Sam first looked alarmed, and then he too laughed out loud.
“You might wanna get in there” he said playfully. “I wouldn’t want you to get punished”. Brianna looked at him with her best mock-horror impression.
 “Let him do his worst.” She replied with a seducing smile.
She took a few more minutes to give him a decent goodbye, a goodbye that would most likely keep Sam up late. She than ran up the stairs to her old front door. She turned to face her suitor one final time; she winked, blew him a kiss, and then opened the door. Her father had been waiting up for her the whole time. so when she ran up the steps to her bedroom, she heard him call her back down.
“And where might you have been?” he asked in his creepy, dead-serious tone.
“Food, long lines, forgot, she panted, pretending to be out of breath. See you tomorrow!”
“Hey, wait!” her father called after her. But Brianna had no interest in waiting for anything. She ran back up the steps, ignoring his grating voice and his pleas for immediate discussion.
She flopped on her bed, and for the rest of the night, replayed the events of that night again, and again, and again. She remembered his gentle touch; she remembered his soft voice, whispering secrets in her ear, secrets that only she would ever know. She remembered his smile, his wonderfully contagious smile. Brianna would fall asleep that night, and her dreams would be full of Sam McFadden. But that was absolutely fine with her, because at that very moment, nothing else really mattered to her. She knew deep down in her heart, that as long as she could be with him, nothing else mattered.


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