Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2007 18:16:59 -0800 (PST)
From: brittany martinez <you_r_always_in_my_heart_rmw@yahoo.com>
Subject: Three Weeks Sober Ch.3

			     Three Weeks Sober
			       Chapter Three
		   Unexpected Things Can Be Good Things


One Year Ago

"So are you gonna go to junior prom?" Kevin asks me as he leans up
against the counter at Quick Mart that I'm stuck working in until my
parents say otherwise.

I look up at him a bit annoyed. "Are you?" I answer dodging his
question as I stack some bags of cheetos on the chip rack.

"I don't know, I might. If I find someone to go with." He gives me
this look that suggests that he's giving me a hint as to who he wants to
go with.

I roll my eyes. "No way am I going with you to Junior Prom." I say
leaning against the register and looking at him like he's crazy.

"What? Why not?" He stands up straight and eyes me. "What's wrong
with us going together?"

"Kev, we're friends... nothing more." I answer as I walk around from
behind the counter with a rag and a bottle of Windex.

"Then we can go as friends. People do it all the time." He says
following me.

I spray the front window and wipe it clean. "I don't know... I'll think
about it."

He looks at me and puts his hands into the pockets of his denims jacket.
 "If you won't go with me will you at least just go? Junior prom only
comes once."

"Not like I'm missing anything, I got senior prom and that's more
important than junior prom." I say as I move to the front door and start
cleaning it. He stops where he is and thinks for a moment, then lets out
a defeated sigh -- yes! I win.

"Okay fine. You got a point."

I smile because I know I'm right and then walk back towards the counter.
Putting the Windex and rag away under the register. "Ugh I hate
Thursdays." We're slower than malaises on Thursdays, nobody ever comes
in.

"Well, at least you got me here to keep you company." He says as he
turns to walk down the candy isle.

I smile weakly and shake my head - Kevin's a great friend, I've known
him since the third grade but sometimes he can definitely get on my
nerves.

Suddenly the bell to the front door rings letting me know that I have a
customer but I don't look up to see who it is. A few seconds later Kevin
is back at the counter. "Did you see that guy?" he says under his
breath.

"What guy?" I ask rolling my eyes.

"Mr. Eye candy by the refrigerators." He answers tilting his head in
the direction of the refrigerators.  I look up for some reason, one that
I'm not really sure of and see a tall dark haired guy -- most likely a
college student in the back of the store; I couldn't help but just stare
at him.  "Jamie...? Earth to Jamie." I hear Kevin say and that snaps me
back to reality.

"What?" I say, trying to keep my voice from sounding nervous.

"Did you hear what I said at all?" He asks with a smile as he looks
back at the cute guy.

"I really don't care right now." I answer.

Kevin rolls his eyes and steps away from the register. A moment later and
cute guy is walking towards me, I can feel my palms get sweaty and my
heart start to race. When he reaches the register he looks at me and
smiles. "Hi." He says in this sexy kind of voice.

"H-hi." Great Jamie, you're about to make a complete full of yourself.
 I watch him place a liter of Coca-Cola, a bag of gummy bears, sunflower
seeds and a calling card on top of the counter.  I ring up his stuff and
place it all in a plastic bag trying hard to keep my hands from shaking
even worse than they already are. "Anything else?" I ask looking up
into his eyes --oh my god; he has these gorgeous blue eyes.

"Yeah, can I get a pack of Marlboro?" he asks smiling again -- if he
smiles one more time I swear I'm going to melt. I turn around to take
the pack of cigarettes off the cigarette shelf and end up slipping on the
rag that somehow managed to fall on the floor. I land right on my ass, I
close my eyes hoping that it'll take away some of the embarrassment.  I
hear laughing -- but it's a familiar laugh, Kevin's laugh. I open my
eyes and look up. Cute guy looks down at me and holds out his hand. "Are
you alright?"

No, I just made a complete fool of myself. "Yeah I'm fine." I answer
letting him pull me to his feet. I look up at him and I feel my cheeks
heat up --great now I'm blushing. I place the cigarettes on top of the
counter and let out a heavy sigh.

"You sure you're okay?" He asks again.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'll live."

"Okay." He laughs softly. Such a sexy laugh. "Um... What time do you
get off?"

"What?" I ask looking at him not really sure what he means. -- Damn
that fall must of messed me up really badly.

"Work. What time's your shift over?" he answers with that
million-dollar smile.

I look down at my watch. "Um... an hour."

"Okay, do you wanna -- um hang out?" he asks.

Oh my god... this can't be real. "Um... yeah... I'd like that." I manage
to shudder.

"Alright, see you in an hour." He says as he takes his bag and the
cigarettes and heads for the door. When he gets there he stops. "I'm
sorry, I didn't catch your name." he says as he peels the wrapper off
the pack of cigarettes.

"Jamie."

"Nice to meet you Jamie. I'm Preiston." He places a cigarette in his
mouth and left.

As soon as Preiston drives away, Kevin walks over to me wide eyed. "Oh
my fucking god." He says in pauses.

"What?" I ask, trying to make it sound like nothing happened but inside
I'm jumping up and down.

"You just got asked out by one of the most drop dead gorgeous guys I
have ever seen!" Kevin shouted. "I so envy you!"

"Keep it down." I snap hitting him in the shoulder.

"Why are you not like... excited? I mean... I would be like... bouncing off
the walls id that happened to me."

"Probably because I'm still in shock." I answer leaning against the
register because I'm afraid I might fall over if I don't.

"Well Jamie." Kevin says with a smile as he tucks a strand of his
blonde hair away from his face. "I better get home before my mother
flips out. You better give me all the details tomorrow at school, you
hear me?"

"Yeah whatever." I say hoping he'll just drop the subject and leave --
surprisingly he does.

I look back down at my watch. In exactly 45 minutes, I would get off work
to meet with Preiston and I'm so excited I don't think I can even last
45 minutes.

                                ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

          It's almost five o'clock; the sun is barely starting to set.
I'm sitting on the floor in my room staring down at a picture of
Preiston and me. His arms wrapped around my shoulders as he kisses my
cheek, it's hard to think about times we had like this. Knowing that
I'm leaving my past behind -- All of it. Kevin, Preiston, all the
memories of my eighteen years of living in California have to be put
behind me now. Maybe my mom's right; maybe I should at least attempt to
give Silverplum a try, see how it is. Who knows, I might actually like
living here... Maybe... Or just maybe I'm not meant to enjoy life the way
I used to. Because God knows my life will never be the way it used to be
-- I'll never live a normal life again. Ever.


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