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Chapter 3 by Alostsoul Alostsoul

Who was asking for help?

Jamie Reed the shy Girl with a boyish look

You tuned around to see a slightly slender looking hand raised in the air. You trailed your eyes down the arm you to focus on the face of the person. He, no wait SHE yes SHE, had a thin but very young looking face. Her hair was jet black and, was styled in what you would described as too feminine and long for a boy’s cut but to also too masculine and short to be a girl’s cut. She wore a simple black leather jacket over a white t-shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, and a pair of converse. She was slightly thin and, her breasts were small enough to be a AA-cup as they barely formed a bump under her t-shirt. If not for her breasts and, face you could mistake her for a boy at a quick glance.

“H-hello can some one help me.” Jamie said in a meek yet unmistakable girlish voice. Well at least that part of her is clearly female you thought. “P-please can some one help me I-I needs some help.” She said in a voice that some how sounded even more meek then before. You got up form your seat and took a seat next to her. “You need a partner?” You asked “oh yes yes thank you very much.” Jamie said quickly nodding her head several times. “Here let me see your paper let’s see what you have so far.” After you helped Jamie with what she was stumped on she was able to finish the paper with out much more help, and the two of you blew through the assignment, even being the first two to finish it. “We’re done Mr. Billens.” You said.

“Alright just put your papers on my desk, you two can talk amongst yourselves if you want.” Mr. Billin jestered to his desk before returning to working on paper work. You handed in the papers, and retuned fo the seat next to Jamie. Jaime looked a bit nervous avoiding making eye contact with you, and quickly smoothing her shirt to her chest even though it was smoother out already. She cleared her throat, “You don’t have to sit by me if I you don’t want to Doug.”

“Oh are sure? Do you don’t want me to stay?.”

“ No no I didn’t mean that…..”Jamie looked down, and was now fidgeting with the end of her jacket, “You can stay if you want I’m just not very just not very good a conversation partner.”

“Hey that’t perfectly fine if your not good at mostly pointless small talk “ You decided you would try and befriend Jamie she seemed nice if not a bit nervous. You were weren’t really a social butterfly in high school but you for some reason felt resolved to befriend this girl. You thought for a moment before speaking ” How about this we each tell the other one thing we enjoy and, keep the conversation going from there no small talk needed.” “Umm ok let me think.” Jamie looked up a moment thinking. “Well I like to play the Guitar, write songs you know stuff like that…” Jamie’s eyes everted your gaze as she trailed off, you noticed her checks grew a little red. She looked embarrassed as she swept some hair behind her ear as she continued to avoid meeting your eyes. Man she really is shy you thought. “Wow You play guitar, what kind electric or acoustic?” “It’s an electric guitar, that’s all I own, though I probably could use an acoustic guitar.” Jamie’s eyes meet yours for a second before she darted them away again.

“You said you write songs to do you sing?” You said “Never in front of people I’m to nervous for that, though I have played my guitar for people before.” Jamie said as she swept some more hair behind her other ear. Seems to be a nervous habit of her’s you noted. “Well I for one would love to hear you sing I bet your great.” You said giving a cheery smile.” “Oh thank you I’m but- I’m not that good I’m not sure-“ You cut Jamie of before she could finish “Don’t sell yourself short I’m sure your great and you have to get used to preforming in front of people if you want to be a rockstar , that’s what you want to be right.” Jamie’s cheeks went a deep red her hand coving part of her face as she turned away. She looked like you just exposed a dirty little secret she had kept secret for years. You worried if she went any redder she would pass out. Better change the subject you thought. “Well you know what I enjoy a lot?” Jamie removed her hands from her face, and the redness from her cheeks started to fade she seemed grateful you changed the subject. “What?” You pulled one of your binders out of your bag opening it and displaying pages of writings. “I love writing, writing fiction stories to be exact, making my own characters creating my own world I just love almost every aspect of it.”

“What kind of stories do you write” Jamie asked, you flipped through a few of the papers in the binder. “I like to write a bunch of different kinds of stories some at horror, fantasy, mystery, action.” You took out one of the groups of papers from the binder “I hope to be a famous writer one day, would you like to see one?” You offered a few of the papers to Jamie. She took the papers. “Are you sure, you don’t mind.” “Yeah it’s no problems.” Jamie looked at the top page. She read the title out loud “Upon A Wilting Rose, what’s this story about?” “That one oh its um it’s a romance I wrote once.” Now YOUR face was turning a bit red you called it romance but really it was just some smut you wrote. You had no idea how it got in your binder you could have sworn you threw it in the trash at home. You would never even think of being something like that to school.

Jamie starting skimming through a few of the pages “This oh goodness oh my this umm very interesting.” Jamie handed the the papers back “Well it’s supposed to be like very, you know like mature and, stuff.” You tried to make it sound like you had some how handed her some high class literature rather then some poorly written erotica. “Yeah I get it like a story exploring human intimacy .” Jamie said to try fain ignorance to spare you embarrassment. Then the bell rung signaling the end of class. Every one started to pack up and move to the next class. “Oh class is over see you later…. Oh wait I’m sorry I don’t know your name, sorry I should know since we are in the same class.”

“My name is Doug nice to meet you Jamie.” “Ah it was nice to meet you to Doug I had a nice time talking to you.” Jamie turned to leave. “ Jamie wait up.” She stopped “hmm what is it?” “I liked taking with you to and you seem pretty cool so, do you want to hang out after school.” Jamie blushed “eh Yeah sure do you want to come to my house or should I come to yours.”

Your house or her’s

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