"Movie Night"

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Written: 2/21/10
Characters: Cory and Jaimie (fictional)
Setting: Cory's living room at a sleepover
Perspective: third person POV
WRITTEN FOR BEN. Because otherwise this would not be here. :P

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Cory put the DVD in the player and sat back down next to Jaimie on the couch. "Are you sure this isn't a scary movie?" Jaimie asked.

"Positive. I wouldn't want to scare you away from my house." he teased. The two had been friends for quite some time now, but had only just convinced their parents to let them have a sleepover. Jaimie picked up the large bowl full of popcorn and M&M's and placed it between them. The title flashed across the screen, captivating both teens' attention.

Jaimie watched the movie with dulled attention. Her thoughts centered more on the boy sitting beside her. She stole quick glances at him. His dark hair contrasted perfectly with his mysterious grey eyes as they reflected the quickly escaping sunlight from the little window. Jaimie caught herself blushiing and pulled her arms close around herself, looking downward. Cory noticed her change in position.
"Cold?" For lack of a better response, she simply nodded. He paused the movie and walked over to a basket behind the television. "We have a really fuzzy blanket, but it's really big. We could share it though. I mean, if you want."

"S-sure." she stumbled, smiling. Cory spread the blanket across the two of them. The darkness soon spread in all around them. Jaimie moved the now empty popcorn bowl back to the floor and pulled her feet up onto the couch. She bit her lip, looking over at Cory nervously. Slowly, she reached across and slipped her hand nonchalantly under his and waited for a reaction. He slid his fingers between hers, smiling. Suddenly the movie took on a new dimension. The colors brightened, the sounds melted into a melody. Jaimie scooted slightly closer, causing Cory's smile to widen. The movie was somewhere near ending when Jaimie let out a yawn.

"You tired?" Cory asked quietly. Jaimie nodded again. "It's almost over, promise." He said turning back to the television. On a whim, Jaimie leaned closer over and rested her head gently on his shoulder. He didn't move away or ask what she was thinking, instead moved a little closer to make her more comfortable. She closed her eyes, not as much in search of rest as out of pure contentment. Soon enough her breathing slowed into the rhythmic patterns of sleep. Cory looked down at her. She was so beautiful in that moment, her short strawberry blond hair complementing her ivory skin - her green eyes closed in peaceful dreaming. Cory tried moving, only to find his hand still firmly held by Jaimie's. Changing his mind, he leaned his head on hers instead.

The credits rolled unwatched - Cory had already drifted off to the sweetest dreams.

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Not using any real people. Sadness. It was supposed to, but I didn't want to creep out individuals, so shh.

Also I swear this was so much less awkward in my head. Inspiration was from daydreams and a movie nights with my mom.

So, comment or something if you like it. haha
(: