Okay guys, I revised this. Not that many people actually follow this story…
YOU BELONG WITH ME
Jake and I (by the way my name is Katrina but most people call me Kat)
Jake: football player; secret guitar player; very sweet but doesn't look like it…
Me: musicals; singing; guitar player… can be rather sarcastic…
US: best friends
How we met: preschool
Now: high school
Now that you know about "us" let me tell you about his girlfriend:
Natalie: high heels; short skirt; cheerleading; click leading; popular
Surprising, right? The cheerleader and the football player. Shocker.
"You're on the phone with your girlfriend she's upset' she's going off about something that you said 'cuz she doesn't get your humor like I do"
I was sitting at Jake's desk in his room. He was talking to Natalie I was doing homework. He said something wrong (in Natalie's eyes) which was actually rather funny.
"I'm in the room it's a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like. And she'll never know your story like I do"
The "jock" grew up in a small town right outside LA. His parents passed away when he was ten, he doesn't tell many people about it. That was one of the few times I'd ever seen him cry. When my parents moved obviously I had to come with them, so Jake came with us too. See, his foster parents didn't take care of him anyways, so they didn't mind. So at 14 we were like brother and sister. When we moved this small town, the neighbors adopted him; so now we're neighbors.
"But she wears short skirts I wear t-shirts she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers dreaming 'bout the day when he wakes up and finds that what he's looking for has been here the whole time…"
We've kinda been there for eachother the whole time. I guess you could say I've kinda had a crush on him since seventh grade.
"If you could see that I'm the one who under stands you been here all along see you belong with me"
"Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans, I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be, laughing on a park bench thinking to myself hey isn't this easy?"
We have been the best of friends forever. Natalie, Jake's girlfriend, came into the picture when we were fifteen. Now that we're sixteen, we're saving up to buy a car; mostly with small amounts of money we get from washing cars, mowing lawns, and playing guitar in the park.
"Kat, Jake's on the phone," my mother yells from downstairs.
"Hey, Katrina, Jake's on the phone," my mother persists.
"Coming," I yell, He has got to learn to call my cell phone.
"What's up, Kat?" Jake asks.
"Nothing much, you?"
"Nope, football practice at five, date with Natalie at eight, then to your house for movie night."
I already know that Natalie hates me. Its only because she's annoyed by Jake always being around me. Maybe she'll get over it someday.
Jake says something about me playing nice with Natalie,
I reply: "Ya, maybe," a comment dripping with all the sarcasm I could muster up with his sincerity.
"Come on, Kat. I'm nice to your boyfriends. And anyways, she gets so worked up with your sarcasm, I'm just tired of the drama."
"I'll think about it," I reply, "now don't be late for practice or coach will make you run again."
I could hear his smile, "Kay, bye. And please think about it?"
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down, You say your fine I know you better than that hey whatcha doing with a girl like that… she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and that what your looking for has been her the whole time…"
I was about to hang up when…
"Wait do you need a ride to drama?" he asked.
"'Kay see you out front."
"… If you could see that I'm the one who understands you been here all along, so why can't you see you belong with me; Sanding by and waiting at your back door all this time how could you not know baby… you belong with me, you belong with me."
So I get my bag ready for drama, I love acting and I'm very good at it if I do say so myself.
When I get to Jake's house he's on the phone with Natalie, again. And she's yelling at him, again. He doesn't say anything like usual he just takes it.
He put a finger up signaling me to be quiet.
I roll my eyes and he mouths "Sorry."
When he gets off the phone I ask, "What happened this time?"
"Well I told her I was driving you…"
"You didn't. Oh god, what did she say to that?"
"Well… she doesn't get why I hang out with… you. But I always tell her that you're my best friend and she'll have to deal with it, and when I stopped talking she…"
"Let me guess she went off on you because she knew I was there?"
"It's not your fault," he cautioned. He knew that's usually the first thought that crosses my mind.
"I know but I just hate when you guys fight over me," I sighed. He laughed alittle.
"No seriously, though that sounded sarcastic, I'm serious. I just don't want to be the reason you fight with her."
He walks over from where he sat on the hood of the car to give me a hug,
"Sweetie, it's not your fault. You just make her nervous, is all. We did mover here together."
So after drama I go to the bleachers to watch practice (cheerleaders on one field football players on the other). I see one of Jake's friends whisper something to him, he smiled at me and said something back. I love Jake's smile. His straight, white teeth framed by his father's smile. He had sun-kissed skin and light brown hair. What really got me though, were his striking blue-green eyes. I sighed; my best friend had become handsome. I never thought that day would come.
Jake came up in the stands during brake.
"You're done early," he says.
"Someone had an asthma attack, so we got out early." I shrugged, the kid was fine, but Mr. Kenzie wanted him to get home just in case, "So what did your friend say about me," I ask Jake, catching him off guard.
"Umm… nothing, I'll tell you later," he started running down the bleachers to get back to practice.
"I'll hold you to that," I yell behind him
He stopped, and through the keys to me.
"Go home; I'm getting a ride from Natalie so we can go out to dinner. Put the keys on the key holder by the front door, I'll see you later." He told me as he continued running down the bleachers.
When he got down there, I saw one of his friends make a comment and they started pushing each other around and laughing. His friends like me, mostly Derek.
" oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know your 'bout to cry. And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams. Think I know where you belong thinks I know it's with me"
I go home and explain to my mom why I was home earlier than usual. Afterwards, I run across the yard and give Mrs. Manning, Jake's mom, the keys to the car. I also update her on what Jake's plans were.
Jake got to my house around nine. "Only an hour? What happened," I asked, referring to his short dinner date with Natalie.
"Well, her mom called her to tell her she should get home because she was grounded," he answered back. I almost laughed.
"Wow, at least we'll have more time to hang out," I reasoned.
He smiles in agreement.
"So what did your friends say about me?" I asked suddenly.
He said, "Well, I can't tell you."
"But you told me you would," I replied.
"Fine, and this is going to sound really stupid but he asked how Natalie felt about my 'other girlfriend' being on her turf…" he said sheepishly.
"Then what did you say?"
"I just shrugged"
"What's wrong with that?"
"He said that if I didn't 'go after you' he would 'snatch you up.' Kat, he's not a good guy…"
"Okay, and after you talked to me on the bleachers what did he say to you"
"That you were my lucky charm"
"It's … I just don't feel comfortable with him talking about you like that."
"It stopped bothering me," I replied, reassuring him that his boneheaded footballers didn't bother me.
"Okay," he said hesitantly.
"Really, Jake, let them think what they want to."
"can't you see that I'm the one who understands you been here all along so why can't you see you belong with me standing by you waiting by the back door all this time how could you not know baby you belong with me have you ever thought just maybe you belong with me you belong with me."