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Hi There :) I think Im hooked on writing. I was in enlish the other day, and my teacher took my journal because I was writing too much and not paying attention... After class he gave it back and said "Good stuff." Im half happy that he thought what I was writing was good, and the other half is creeped out that he was reading that.... CREEP! Haha... Once again, Thanks for reading

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I cut the wristband off of Spenser's wrist, so happy that this was finally behind us. On our way home, all of us talked and laughed. I think we were all ready to be home, and sleep in our own beds.

Plus hospital food tastes like shit.

When we got to my house, They dropped me off, and I went inside. I talked to my mom, who was happy to see me home. Overall, today was one of the best days of my life.

But when I went to bed, something was---Missing. I couldn't figure out what it was for the life of me. I had 2 pillows like always, My lamp was turned how I like it, alarm set for church tomorrow and had the blinds closed. I figured that my parents would let me miss church tomorrow, because I was in the hospital. Best excuse of my life. Church is the worst thing that has ever happened to me.

Anyway, Back to the subject... Somthing missing. I wonder what it could be...

Spencers POV

Amazing. Freaking amazing. At first, I hated the hospital, but I would do it again in a heartbeat if it meant spending that time with Jesse again. Tomorrow was Sunday, again making me happy but feel a bit weird about being the only family within a 50 mile radius who doesn't go to church... Oh well. Haters gonna hate.

We walked inside, and after talking a little bit, my mom looked up at me and smiled.

"So, Jesse, eh?" She said nudging my shoulder.

"What about him?" I asked, knowing perfectly well what she meant, but hoping to god I was wrong.

"He is a lovely boy" She said, walking past me to grab a pan with a knowing grim.

"Your point being?

"All I'm saying is that he would make an excellent son in law. For me" She said and trailed off.

"MOM!" I hated it when she brought up my sexuality. I just want to be treated normal like everyone else, regardless of who I choose to love.

So what? I liked Jesse. Get over it.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm just saying that you two are really cute together, and if it helps, I think he is straight as a circle."

I laughed. Not at the fact that she just made a joke, but just because I was uncomfortable and it felt like the right thing to do.

"Well, I'm glad that you think that" I said plainly. "Goodnight. Love you"

"Your know you love him! Don't deny it!"

"GOODNIGHT MOTHER!" I yelled down the stairs, cursing to myself as soon as she was out of earshot.

I looked down, and at the foot of my bed, there was my backpack. Jesse must have brought it by. Taped to the front, was a note. With a number. Oh god. I immediately ran to my mom, asking where my phone was. She smiled, pulled it out of her pocket, and gave it to me. The hospital must have given it to her when I was out.

God Dammit. Why was she smiling? Did she know about the note-Duh. Jesse probably gave it to her.

I gave her an eye of death with a hint of a smirk, and ran back upstairs. Once I was up there, I entered in his contact as: My Boy. After getting the temptations song "My Girl" Stuck in my head, I texted him.

11:47: To: My Boy

Hey. Thanks so much for everything. You really mean a lot to me. I loved being on the roof with you. Thanks again. I love you.

SHIT! I didn't mean to sound like that! I desperately wanted to take back the "I love you" Part. NO NO NO NO NO!!!

11:50: From: My Boy

Hey, no problem. loved being with you. Talk tomorrow :)

-J

He Loved me too!!! Well, technically he said "Loved being with you" But same thing! Who was I kidding. My mom was right. I am falling for him. Correction: Not falling. I was In love with him.

I could feel somthing different. Somthing that told me that everything would be okay. That gave me hope. That made me hope for a better tomorrow. And that was Jesse.

I needed him. I knew that I needed him. But did he like me back?

I took off my clothes, and pulled on a pair of basketball shorts. Most clothes bugged me when I slept. So basketball shorts were the next best thing.

I laid down, and drifted into a sleep filled with dreams of me and Jesse. Together.

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Okay so I recently discovered that I LOVE "reading between the lines". I wanted to pass that on to you guys. Tell me what you think about Jesse "Missing Something..." Comment and message when you think you have it :) This one is REALLY easy to find, but some other subliminal themes that I have up and coming are going to be harder to spot. So please, READ BETWEEN THE LINES!!! Also, Yay for the first page of dialogue from spencers POV! I really didnt intend for this much of the book to be in Jesses POV, but thats just the way it came out... My other books will be better. Im starting a new one soon. Thanks guys! Love you!

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