| Fan Fiction |
by charray fans.
I was sitting outside with my long time friend on the bleachers watching the baseball team have their practice. There I saw him, Jordan Chan. Though he wasn't the greatest looking guy, I thought he had a funny personality, and if you look at him long enough, he doesn't look that bad. But, that doesn't matter, it's not like he would pay any attention to me after knowing the reputation that I have now.
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I'm a senior high school student, and should learn to stick up for myself, but I didn't like my usual passive self. I had this huge fight with one of my best friends who was one of the popular girls, a cheerleader to be exact. This best friend of mine, well, we had known each other for quite some time. When I found out that she likes to talk behind other people's back I had lost trust in her, I mean, if she could do that to her other best friends, the chances of her talking behind my back were pretty high. I lost trust in her, and consulted with another friend of mind. But to my poor knowledge, she found out about me "consulting" with this other friend of mine and started spreading rumors about me, calling me a backstabber.
Soon after, everyone turned against me but my long time friend, Raymond; he stood by my side, and was there to support me.
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As the two of us sat there in the cold, a ball came flying towards me.
"Ahh!" I screamed as I ducked for cover. The ball hit the top of my head as I began to feel this throbbing pain arising.
"Are you okay?" I heard two people ask simultaneously. When I looked up I realized that it was Raymond who asked and Jordan, my "beau".
I nodded in response. Not too long after a bunch of the other baseball team members came running towards us and asked Jordan if he found the ball.
"Yeah, I got it," Jordan responded coolly.
"Let's go then, you don't want to be caught with that backstabber," someone shouted out, knowing that they were referring to me.
Jordan turned around to look at my disappointed face. I didn't want him to think that I was a backstabber, because I wasn't. It was just a bunch of rumors that weren't true.
"Charmaine, don't listen to them," Raymond whispered.
I nodded.
"Jordan!" someone yelled, "Come on, what are you waiting for?"
"I said I'm coming," he yelled back. "I guess I'll see you later then?"
He said he'll see me later. My face lightened up as a smile spread across my face. I knew he was too nice to ignore me.
Suddenly one of his team mates came running back, "Come on Jordan, hanging around backstabbers is going to ruin your reputation too. You just got on this team; you don't want to be kicked out so soon."
Jordan looked at me, and then looked back at him, "Leave the girl alone," he spoke up.
"Oh, so you're sticking up for her too now?"
"I just don't think that rumor should be taken as facts."
I was in shock, and I think Raymond was too. I would've never thought that someone other than Raymond was there to support me. It was just too could to be true, because before I knew it ...
"You're out Jordan, go hang out with the backstabber all you want, because you have nothing to do after school now."
It was like his personality had a 180 degree turn, "I knew I shouldn't have stuck up for you. What was I thinking?" he yelled at me, "Look what it got me into. I worked so hard to just get on that team, and now they've kicked me out."
Tears conjured up in my eyes, I tried to hold it in, but I couldn't. I got up and ran as I heard Raymond yell my name from the background, "Charmaine!" And not too long after I could hear Raymond's voice yelling loudly at Jordan.
I ran as far as my legs could take me. My calves were all sore so I sat under the tree and curled up my legs so that they were against my chest as I rested my head on my knees. My tears were flowed uncontrollably. I knew that it would come some day; I knew he wouldn't like me, but even if I knew, when it really happened, it still hurt.
After a while, I had calmed down. I lifted up my head and wiped those tears of mine away. Just then I saw Jordan walking towards my direction. I wasn't ready for this, I decided to crawl and hide behind a different tree, but as I was crawling in reverse I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and hit something. I touched it, the object felt warm, and tender. As I turned my head to see what it was, I saw Raymond there sitting on the grass eating a bag of chips. I jumped a bit startled by his presence.
"What are you doing here?" I whispered.
"Checking up on you," he responded. "What some?" he asked as he offered me his chips.
I pushed it away and shook my head. "Look," I said as I pointed at Jordan who was walking around. "I'm not ready to face him again."
Raymond stopped munching his chips and put the bag away. He brushed the crumbs off his hands and then looked at me, "Why are you afraid of him? If he doesn't believe and blames you for losing his position, then what good is he Charm? Is he worth you liking?"
I was listening, but I was also looking at Jordan, he was walking in our direction so I once again decided to crawl away, ignoring Raymond.
As I began to crawl away, I felt a warm presence on top of my back. I looked down at the ground and saw Raymond's hands beside mine, he was right above me, "Charmaine listen to me. There are a lot of other people that care about you. It's not worth your time to worry about those people like Jordan; he's really not worth your time."
Once again, my eyes got all teary as drops of tears began to water the grass.
"Charmaine there are others better than him, and that actually care about you," he began to whisper to me in an emotional tone. "What about you're family?-"
I finally cut in before he finished, "What about my friends?" I asked him back. Everyone left me, not one believed me. That feeling of loneliness was not something enjoyable. Everywhere I went I was called a backstabber, the unwelcoming people made it really hard for me to attend school.
"What about me?" he asked me back, "Am I not your friend?"
I realized I said the wrong thing, I must have hurt him too as I said that. All this time not matter what other people said, Raymond stuck by my side and supported me. Without him, I would probably be at home avoiding the population of the school, or maybe I would have left this place and started a new academic life else where.
"Charm, there are still people who care about you, including me. I care about you," he paused. It took him a while to get it out, but he finally conjured up the courage to say it. "I care about you... more than just a friend. I didn't want to tell you before but I just didn't want to make things awkward for us."
More than just a friend, those words repeated in my head. My face suddenly flushed red, and I could feel it burning up. With my head turned around our faces were merely inches away from one another, I felt his breathing going faster as he looked down at my messy face. He took one of his hands and wiped the tears off of my right cheek. Everything felt so different, maybe I haven't realized this before, but the feeling I had inside was now different from what it used to be. His hands felt warm and comforting as he placed it against my face.
Without thinking, I lifted my head and gave him a peck on his lips.
He was in shock of what I did, just like I was, but he had this most adorable look on his face as he too started to turn red and a smile spread across his face.
Relieving myself from the most awkward position, I turned around and there I lay on the grass. Raymond was still on top of me still stunned.
He was right; there were a lot more people out there that are far more important than those that hate me. I have so many people there to support me, care for me, and love me. As I watched him smile as I noticed his gentle manly features. Without realizing it, this past year that I had been together with Raymond trying to overcome these pointless rumors, had lead me to grow feelings for him, or maybe it was even before that, but that's not something to concern about now. It was as though these feelings where kept inside this balloon just waiting to pop out and flow inside of me, and I guess Raymond's words were the needle to do so.
He looked down at me, as he brushed my hair out of my face. He lowered his head as we started our passionate kiss.
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Hmm... I know it started off a little weird with no Charray, but how was the ending? I hope it was enjoyable =)