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He looked at me and said
"I'm almost done." I folded my arms, then threw them down, I
couldn’t watch him and walked back up to the kitchen. I was mad at
myself for giving it to him....and then realized Storm just
possibly overheard everything I told Jett. So the two of them now
know, I felt myself getting madder, humiliated, distressed… and I
couldn’t undo any of it, I started pacing. When Jett is done
reading my note he’ll know Storm overheard us and me being pissed.
Plus, he knew what was going to happen next…

The dream I had the night
before, I almost didn't write it down because I thought I had the
dream about Jett because I was in love with him. Plus, we had just
spent time together and he slept over my house, so he was obviously
on my mind. And not all my dreams come true. The dream started with
him looking right at me and saying "Wellll." And here we are and
now he knows about everything I dreamt about last night.

The clock chimed six. I sat
and stared at him he turned the letter over. He looked at the
clock, his mouth opened and then looked at the letter again, then
looked at the clock and then at me and he scrunched his eyes in
confusion. "Here goes nothing." I said

“Jett!” his mom called down,
I just about jumped out of my skin even though I knew it was going
to happen. "You have a phone call” I put my hands over my mouth,
Jett pulled me up, put his hands on my waist and 'like a train'
pushed me up the stairs. We stopped in the kitchen where he picked
up the phone. I already knew who it was and that Declan and
Rae were coming over with a pizza. He got off the phone and
reviewed my letter again and I asked him "Did Rae get her hair
cut?" He was still re-reading it when I saw a pen on the counter
and told him he had to sign and date it. I explained why and he
did.

He wasn't saying anything
though, so I decided to "People make phone calls all the time and
"wellll" is such a common word. Even if Rae got a haircut, people
get them all the time and maybe she said something to me last week
about it. As far as the rest, I had forgotten what I wrote in there
otherwise I would have never have given it to you," rambling again.
I really wanted to know what he was thinking - if my dreams does
come true then I knew what he was going to do next but it just
seemed weird....of course I wasn't going to tell him the only time
I spoke to Rae was on our first date and that we hadn't spoken
since.

I was pacing in the kitchen.
He stopped and turned me, planted a soft kiss on my lips
and said "Come on," and he took my hand and we were off. "I didn't
dream about that kiss" I retorted but I knew where we were headed,
upstairs and I knew exactly what was going to happen.

Upstairs we found Storm, of
course, Jett asked him if he was listening in on our
conversation and of course he denied it. I caught him at the top of
the stairs so I know he was lying, plus the dream caught it. Jett
gave him a warning to stay out of our business and that he’d better
keep his mouth shut! We left, I chuckled "following the letter to
the tee I see." I felt a little bad for Storm, I wonder if he heard
everything?

We paused in the hall and he
stopped and turned around "I don't think this is in there." Jett
said and bent over and pressed his soft warm lips to mine and the
doorbell rang.

"That is!" I
said.

When we got to the door I
took my letter from Jett, folded it up and put it back in my
pocket. He didn't say anything about it but I knew he still had
questions. Declan and Rae came in, and Jett and I both looked at
each other in awe. Jett took the pizzas from Declan and said "nice
haircut Rae."

"Why thank you Jett, Declan
didn't even notice" she said snidely.

"If he’s so observant have
him tell us what else you had done!" Declan said giving Jett a
look.

Jett replied “Looks like
it's lighter right?"

Rae hit Declan in the
shoulder.

We headed to the kitchen and
I whispered to Jett “that wasn't funny you just got Declan in
trouble...” he laughed “he can handle it.” Declan snarled at
Jett.

We played a game and watched
a movie and after Rae and Declan left Jett got real serious. I was
hoping it wouldn't get weird. 

"So you're telling me that
your dreams come true?" 

"Not all of them" I
replied. 

"And why do you write them
down?"

"I don't remember some of
them if I don't write them down. It started because I had a couple
I did remember that I swore came true and long story short, I
wanted to find out if they did... so Nic and I came up with this
system. I write and she reads, signs and dates them…it’s a simple
method."

I explained to him about
having a lot of "déjàvu or eerie moments" and then told him about
my shiny silver pay phone dream... and that it actually came true
on our vacation this summer. I told him the whole story. I also
told him about the dream I thought it was about Jewel, he thought
it was a little farfetched. “That’s why Nic and I came up with our
little note system. We thought it was fun, of course, at first we
didn't really think they were predictions, we thought they were
just dreams but now.....”

I continued, "If you don't
believe me why don't we go check your tire, if it's true I'll have
to call my parents to let them know we're going to be
late."

"I thought your note said
you were spending the night," he said and raised his eyebrow at me
again. I could see a sparkle in his eyes.

"Well, I figured we can't
jump the gun until things actually happen, besides I’m not sure
this one wasn’t wishful thinking.” I said with a bashful smile.
“Plus, they're usually not about me so I'm not sure how accurate
this one will be or how accurate every detail is
either."

"Hmmm" was all he said and
headed toward the kitchen to get his keys.

"Don't forget to turn on the
outside lights so we don't scare your mom." I said right behind
him. He turned to me and said, "This is weird."

"I know, but fun
right?"

"Yeah..... A little
mysterious."

I leaned against the
passenger side of his car and he took the flashlight around the
other side checking out the tires. "Sure enough,” he said “it's
flat." His mom and friend pull into the driveway. In my dream we
hadn't turned on the outside lights, and when Jett popped up from
checking his tire he scared them half to death but that didn't
happen because we turned on the light.

His mom's friend rolled down
her window and Jett went over to chat and told them his tire was
flat and he couldn't take me home. So his mom asked her friend to
take me home as she lived out near me. She said no problem. Jett
and I looked at each other, I shrugged - so now I know my dreams
are riddled with half-truths.

His mom spoke up, “I
promised Emily a cup of coffee. Addie I'll call your parents and
see if they mind if she takes you home after."

"That would be great Mrs.
McGaven." I didn't care, because the more time I spent with Jett
the more I liked him.

"Let's finish our
architecture project then." Jett stated so everyone could hear. I
looked at him like what project - - then smiled and agreed with him
and asked "Do you have extra vellum paper?"

“Yeah, I have extra.” He
smiled his crooked little smile at me and pulled my hand all the
way to his room. He closed the door when we got in. He didn't even
turn on the light.

He pressed me against the
wall and whispered "You are so beautiful."

"Really? Because I thought
you'd think I was...” he pressed his lips against mine for a second
and then released, I gasped letting out "...crazy." I put my hand
behind my right wing and flipped the light switch on that was
digging into my back. "So do we really have architecture
homework?"

"No, I just wanted to get
you alone before you have to go." He flipped the light
off.

"Yeah, I told you it was
just a theory that my dreams come true." I turned the light
on.

"Well it was a little
farfetched but then again Rae did get her haircut and my tire is
flat.”

I heard the phone ring, Jett
kissed me and rolled me onto his bed. After, I got up pulling his
hand, he gave me a bit of resistance but gave up and we headed for
the kitchen. His mom's friend was putting on her coat, "Yes.” she
said, “I'll be there right away."

"Addie, I’m sorry but I have
to go, Carly will explain, I'm sorry..." And she left in a hurry
not taking me with. We turned to Jett's mom, she explained to us
that her friend’s husband had to take their son to the emergency
room; she was so calm telling us I even mentioned it. "You're so
calm, aren't you a little worried?"

She and Jett just laughed,
"Honey, I have been to the emergency room so many times with my
boys and husband, I can't even tell you. So I'm not going to get
worked up about it until we have more information. I better get
your mom back on the phone and tell her you'll have to sleep over,
Mr. McGaven won't be home until tomorrow.”

I turned to look at Jett, my
eyes and mouth wide open in a very happy surprise! He very silently
waved me over to him and we went into the basement. We were
laughing, "Can you believe this?" he said in excitement and I said
"No!" in hushed tones of excitement.

“Give me that letter, I want
to see it again,” he said.

I said "No way."

"Give it." He started
chasing me around the basement, not that there were many places to
go. He had me cornered fast. His mom yelled down "Jett!"

"Yeah mom!" he said keeping
me pinned in the corner, I was wriggling to get the note out of my
pocket.

"Addie!"

"Yes, Mrs.
McGaven?"

“You can sleep in the guest
room, okay?"

"Okay" I said trying not to
giggle as I was trying to squirm free.

"We'll take you home in the
morning."

"Okay thank you." I said
getting the note from my pocket and shoving it in my
shirt.

Jett totally released me
"That's not playing fair"

"I never said I played
fair." We both laughed, I couldn't stop laughing. He picked me up
over his shoulder and dropped me on the couch, I scooted up so my
head was on the arm rest. He was looking in my eyes and I was
searching his, he held my gaze for a second or two. I didn't move.
His lips touched mine lightly and then our tongues met. My lips
felt as warm as his, I didn't stop or slow the movement. I didn't
want him to stop. He put his arm behind me and slid himself between
me and the couch. His strong hands were warm and rough, but they
moved gently. His hand went under my shirt and slid up toward my
breast. He slid it around to my back, and had my bra undone in
seconds. Then he slid his hand back out from under my shirt, I felt
chills go through me... he grabbed my letter!

That Monday I met Jett at
his locker before my first class. He looked like he was in a good
mood, he was leaning on his locker with a tight t-shirt on under a
fully open flannel, tight jeans and boots; he looked hot as
usual.

“What's up?” I asked with a
smile and a nod. He stood up and walked right into me, giving me a
hug with his feet on either side of mine, he couldn't get any
closer. He turned me around and leaned me up against his locker and
kissed my neck; it sent chills right through my whole body. He
grabbed my butt with both hands and ran his hands right up... to my
pockets...

“What are you doing?” I
asked excitedly. “Are you feeling me up to get personal or
searching me for notes?” He had a calm low laugh and that sexy
smile to die for, I couldn’t help but smile.

He shoved his hands deeper
into my pocket and with a smoldering voice said “I was feeling you
up because I love touching you and for an extra bonus I thought I'd
check for notes.” I didn't really care because I liked it when he
touched me, he always made my heart flutter. However, me being the
sarcastic person I was, I had to say something “Would you like to
frisk my whole body or do my pockets suffice?” He took my hand and
pulled me under the stairs across from his locker and kissed me
hard and excitedly.

I pushed him back with my
hand and actually had to hold him there “You're in a really good
mood today..... I think since we have class, though, maybe we
should do this later...” …he slid the note out of my front pocket
and smiled.

Jett had asked me if I
wanted to go to a family picnic with him over the weekend. I
decided to go, meeting new people is never a problem for me and my
calendar isn’t full by any means. He told me they would pick me up
at 1:00pm on Saturday. I asked
“Who are
they?”
and thank goodness, it was
Declan and Rae. Groups are always good, especially when you don’t
know where you stand with the boy you are going with, although I'd
saying it's going well. However, he still gets moody and sick once
in a while and that worries me and I know it weighs heavily on his
mind.

They arrived a little before
one and Jett came to the door, my brother Kit, answered. They were
sitting on the porch talking when I came out. I was glad to see Kit
getting some attention, I think Jett actually liked him. I started
walking to the car and Declan asked me on the
down low
if I knew what was up with Jett. I told him
“Frankly, I'm not sure. Maybe he's getting sick again – or maybe
his doc has him on experimental drugs or something.”