My Little Gem

When Gemma goes back to school she is caught off guard. She worked hard all summer for a fit body, but wasn't excpecting this big of a reaction. Everyone is at awe, thinking she is a new girl at first, but quickly realizing it is her. Her own friends don't recognize her at first, Well all of them except Izzy, her best friend. She is a junior and still has never been in a relationship. Will this transformation be all she needs to grab someone's attention?

Kye, the new boy. He has always been fawned over because of his looks. His parents move and he is put in a new school. He is expecting hate it, but finds there are a lot of cool people there. What he wasn't expecting was to see a girl and want her so bad, on his first day. He had always been the school bad boy and never cared to much about anyone. They where just another fling. But somehow he new that she was different, and was going to do anything to keep her. But was so,done going to stand in there way? Read to find out


4. Chapter 4

Gemma's P.O.V.


"I can't believe they let him live." I whisper into Iz's shoulder. We had been hugging for quite sometime now, remembering our past.

"I can't believe one day he is going to be roaming the streets again and we won't even know it." She whispers back. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought, but not the kind of shiver Kye gives me. 

"So What are you going to tell Kye?" Iz questions.

"What do you mean?" I question back.

"Didn't you get my message?" She says as realization set in, "crap, your phone is off."

"Actually it is dead." I correct. She rolls her eyes, pulling my phone out of my desk drawer and plugging it in. She runs into the bathroom, and emerges with a towel.

"Go take a shower, and shave please, there are still plenty of forests in the world, your leg doesn't need to be one of them." She teasingly scolds. I don't argue, and climb in the shower. When I am finished showering and shaving I return to my room. I see an outfit awaiting me on my bed. The outfit consists of a minty layered crop top with crossed straps, jean shorts, and white converse.  I change into the outfit, wondering what Iz has in store for me.  Just as I am going to exit my room, Iz comes rushing in.

"I'm doing your hair, now sit." She orders me.  I do as I am told, and within 10 minutes my hair has been curled and thrown into a half up and half down bun.  I admire her work in the mirror, before giving her a thumbs up.

"So what's the occasion?" I ask skeptically.  Iz hands me my fully charged phone.  I look down and see I have 47 texts from Iz, 12 texts from James, 16 texts from Kye, and a total of 38 missed calls.

"What the heck?" I gasp, "why do you guys find it necessary to message me this much?" I ask astounded.

"Just read the last few from all 3 of us." She urges.

If you aren't going to answer I am going to come and get answers


Do not shut me out woman


Fine, we're doing it the hard way


And he is coming too



Answer Izzy please, She is blowing up my phone


I snicker at this one.

She is going to get answers you know


I can't say I didn't warn you



Izzy says you aren't answering her, and you aren't answering me either


Please answer


Fine, don't answer, but you won't have a choice soon


I am coming with her



My face pales at the last one.

"You invited him here?" I say frantically.  Iz nods her head, smiling mischievously.

"So THATS why I had to look nice." I groan, "Why, why did you tell him to come."

"Actually, I asked if I could come." A deep voice says behind me.  I internally curse, as I hear his footsteps entering my room.  Iz stands, squeezes my shoulder, and whispers,

"Tell him if you trust him, I promise it will be ok." I nod my head, as she exits the room, closing it softly behind her.  I stand up and move to the opposite side of the room, never looking at Kye.  I plop down into my bean bag chair, waiting for him to say something, or at least move.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity of his gaze burning into me, he moves and sits in my butterfly.

"What did I do wrong?" He asks softly.  I look up at him, and me a pair of sad eyes, begging for answers.

"Nothing, you don't understand, but it isn't your fault, I promise." I try to say reassuringly.  He stands up and comes closer to me, sitting down directly in front of me.

"Then tell me, who's fault is it?" I bite my trembling lip.  I watch his hand come forward, and his thumb gently tug on my lip, making me release it.

"I, I can't tell you." I say weakly.

"Yes you can, you can tell me anything." Kye grabs my hands squeezing them gently.  I look back up at him, yet again meeting his sad eyes.  "Please tell me." He pleads.

"Promise not to get mad?" I ask, biting my lip yet again.

"Promise." He says pulling at my lip.  A shy smile finds its way onto my mouth.

"Why do you do that?" I ask, hoping to change the subject.

"Do what?" Kye asks puzzled.

"Make me stop biting my lip?" I respond.

"Because seeing you do that is so unbearably sexy it drives me crazy." He says.  I feel myself blush.  "Now stop changing the subject." He urges for me to continue.

"Okay." I whisper.

After telling him what happened he is still here, staring at me with so much sadness, it kills me.

"I am pushing you away, because I am afraid if he finds me, he will hurt you," I say shakily, "I can't watch him hurt anyone, not again." I let the first tear fall down my cheek.

"He will never hurt you again Ems." Kye says, giving me a reassuring smile.

"You don't know that, he will be able to roam the streets again, and I promise you he will not be happy, if he ever finds me, oh goodness, I don't even want to think about what he might do." Tears start streaming down my face quicker.

"Shhh, don't cry Ems, please." Kye begs pulling me into a tight hug, "I will be here for you, protecting you." He assures me.

"That's what I am afraid of, that you will try and protect me and end up getting hurt," I grab his face with both of my hands, "I can't watch you get hurt Kye, I can't watch you die." I say quietly. His hands grab mine and pull them down.

"And I can't watch you fight this alone Ems, I can't watch you get hurt."

"Then look the other way." And with that I stand up and walk out of my room, tears sliding down my face. I should've never told him, what was I thinking.

"How was it?" Iz asks, stopping when she sees my face, "Em?" Before she can stop me I am outside and in my truck. I start it just as a worried Kye and Iz walk out the door. I send them a sad smile before backing out of the drive way and driving anywhere. Anywhere that isn't here. I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket and look down at the screen.

Iz is calling

I hit the ignore button.

Kye is calling

I hit the ignore button yet again.

1 new message from Iz: Don't shut us out Em, please

1 new message from Kye: Please come back, please don't leave me

I shut off my phone all together, not being able to look at these things anymore.

"What have you gotten yourself into Miss Heavens?" I mutter to myself. I hear thee roar of a motorcycle behind me and glance at my rear view mirror. I see a boy with a helmet riding rather close to me. I turn into a gravel road and continue speeding away from my follower. I can no longer see them because of the dust and nearly have a heart attack when I see them next to me.

"What the heck do you think you are doing dude?" I shout up my window. The mystery boy lifts up his visor and I am met by a very familiar set of light brown eyes.

"Kye, leave me alone, go find someone else, someone that deserves you." I holler.

"Ems, you do deserve me, I may not deserve you, but I want you anyway." His muffled voice yells back, "I know we just met, but I want I get to know you, I want to fall in love with you Ems." I slam on my brakes at the word love.  I close my eyes tightly, pinching the bridge of my nose.  I hear footsteps coming in my direction, and wearily look out my window.

"Why Kye, why do you want to fall in love with me?" I sigh in frustration.

"Because you are the sweetest, most innocent, caring girl I have ever met, and I barely even know you." He says, looking deep into my eyes, "and the gorgeousness is just an added benefit." He finishes.  I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks.  He strokes the side of my face with his knuckles.

"God I love it when you blush, I love it when you smile, when you laugh, when you look at me in general, I am just so...... smitten with you." He says, smirking at the last part.  I smirk back at him.

"I need some time Kye, give me a week, that's all I should need." I inform him.

"Ok, a week, I will give you exactly one week from today, so next Sunday be prepared, because I will be back." With that he hops on his motorcycle and leaves a trail of dust behind him.

"Where have you been?" Iz shouts when I arrive back at my house.

"Around." I inform her.  I had been gone for almost two hours.

"I was worried sick!"

"Kye found me, we talked things out." I say, giving her the half truth.

"That doesn't excuse you from not answering your phone, or telling me where you where going!" She says, then realizes what I had said earlier, "wait, you guys talked things out?" I nod my head, "oh thank goodness, seeing your two sorry asses moping around would've driven me CRAZY!"

"He is giving me space, a weeks worth of it."  Sh groans when I say this, "What are you whining about now?" I ask confused.

"You two are still going to be moping because you aren't going to speak to each other for a whole WEEK!" She exclaims.

"Oh stop your fussing, we will be fine." I say rolling my eyes.

*4 days later*

"Ugh, I am going to go crazy!" I huff.

"Told you it wouldn't be fine." Iz chimes in.  Four days.  Four days without speaking to Kye, and it is driving me crazy.  He has been hanging out with other girls, and other people in general, trying to give me as much space as possible.  I hope.  I don't know how I am going to keep it together for a whole three more days, but I am determined not to cave in.

*1 day later*

"Kye?" I whisper, tapping his shoulder in the almost empty hallway.  He turns towards me, "Can I speak with you real quick?" I ask, biting my lip nervously.  He nods his head and grabs my hand, pulling me into an empty janitors closet.  He pushes me against the wall gently, placing his hands on either side of me.  His eyes pierce into mine.

"What did you want to talk about?" He asks hoarsely.

"I, I can't stand being away from you any longer, I don't know if I can handle 2 more days." I admit, biting my lips again.  He tugs on it will his thumb, but I continue biting it.  He tugs on it again, but I refuse to give in that easily.  He places a quick kiss on my collar bone, causing me to gasp, releasing my lip.

"I am so glad you said that because I don't think I would've lasted two more days either." He also admits, running a hand through his hair.

"You seemed just fine with those other girls." I accuse jealously.

"They were nothing but a mere distraction," He says narrowing his eyes, "a distraction that, frankly, didn't work." I chuckle at his distraught expression.  He looks at me and smirks,

"You find humor in my frustration?" He asks quirking his brow.

"Yes, I really do." I laugh.

"I am going to get you back for that." He states crossing his arms over his chest.

"I was only kidding!" I tease, hitting his shoulder lightly.

"Oh but I wasn't." He says mischievously, "a date, go on a date with me." Kye says out of the blue.

"What?" I ask shocked.

"Will you go on a date with me?" He repeats, "so I can get to know you better." He confirms.

"And..." I murmur quietly, so only I, hopefully can hear it.

"And so that I might just be able to truly fall in love with you." He finishes, as if he heard me.  I look up at him unsure, but the smile that has found its way into his face eliminates any doubts.

"Yes, I will go on a date with you, because I want to know more about YOU." I say, "and also so that I can, hopefully, truly fall in love with you." I finish.  A heartwarming smile is on his face as he pulls me into a hug.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon at 5 ok?"

"Ok." I respond.

"Well, Until next time, I guess." He says biting his lower lip.  I reach forward and gently tug on his lip, making him release it and smile

"Until next time." I say, fondly remembering coming up with our little saying.  We exit the janitors closet happily, making our way to our next classes.

This is going to be an interesting weekend, I think to myself as I enter my third class of the day.

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