What Happens Under The Sun

*~Tom's Point of View~*

Bored, bored, bored!

There was absolutely nothing to do in my apartment. I picked up my guitar and walked grudgingly over to the couch. I didn't need practice; there was just nothing else to do.

I started to strum whatever came to my fingers and tried to think of something to do.

The only thought that seemed to stay in my head though, was Kate. That's really what I wanted to be doing right now, not sitting here alone.

I hadn't seen her in a few days, since that day at the hospital as a matter of fact. That day where in the back of my car, we'd had one of those moments. One of those moments where nothing mattered but the two of us, not who we were or what everyone would think if they saw us together, just the two of us.

But like she almost always seemed to do, Kate just froze, closed up completely. She brought us back down to reality from such a great high. I still had no clue why she did that.

I got the fact that we weren't allowed to be together, that her dad didn't like the idea of us together, but I knew Kate too…well part of her. The part that I knew wouldn't let something like rules get in the way of what she wanted.

That was the girl I knew, the girl who took risks and broke rules. That was the girl I met on vacation. That was my Kate.

But there was always that other option. The option that maybe the reason she was so biding by the rule set down by her father –to an extent- was because she didn't want me. Clearly she wanted me, but maybe she didn't want all of me. I don't know why, but that thought left an uncomfortable feeling in my chest and I quickly pushed it away.

Everything was different now and that was that. My Kate was gone and she wasn't coming back no matter how much I thought about her.

But I did think about her, my Kate. I couldn't help it, it was like breathing, it was one of those things I did without realizing I was doing it. I compared other girls to her, I thought about her when I was bored, and god knows I thought about her when we were cuddled together after sex.

But that wasn't her anymore, and I wished that the part of me clinging to the hope that my Kate was coming back would just accept that already.

Even though she was gone, I knew I'd never forget the Kate that I knew once upon a time. She was fun, bold, sexy, and not afraid of anything, the kind of girl who would stand up and say something if she didn't like the way something was going down. She was honest and never hesitated to tell you just what she thought of you or what you were saying. She was opinionated and smart. She listened and took an interest in the real me. It had been impossible not to open up to her. That was my Kate, the one I knew once upon a time.

This Kate was new. She was sexy, irresistible, and always got what she wanted –at least from me-. It was easy to keep myself from feeling anything but lust for this Kate, but if my Kate were to come back, I'd have to work to keep myself away.

The confusing part of all of this was that they were both there all the time, my Kate and the new Kate. When she smiled and got that little light in her eyes as she looked at me, she was my Kate. When we held each other like that day in the car, she was my Kate. But when we screwed on the couch, and she left, barely saying two words, that was the new Kate. When she threw me out of her room as soon as we woke up, that was the new Kate.

That damn girl made my head spin. I wished she would just pick one Kate and be that one.

When I fazed back into reality, I remembered that I was playing guitar. My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as I played. I listened for a second to what I was playing. This whole time I had been thinking of Kate, and I had been playing Sacred. I sighed.

That damn girl.

*~Kate's Point of View~*

''Hello?''

''Hey Kate, it's Derek.''

''Hey! What's up?'' I asked happily.

''Who is it?'' Jessica mouthed.

''Derek!'' I mouthed back, half grinning as I did.

''I was just wondering what you're doing later.'' He said.

''Nothing why?'' I asked, already having an idea of what he was getting at.

''Cause I was wondering if you might want to go get dinner and maybe catch a movie, or something.'' He said and I felt my face light back.

''I hate movies.'' I answered flatly.

''Oh.''

''Kidding! I'd love to go.'' I laughed and he let out a relieved chuckle.

''Great, I'll pick you up around six then?''

''Sounds good to me.'' I told him.

''I'll see you then. Bye.'' He said.

''Bye.'' I replied and we hung up.

''Someone's got a date!'' Jessica sang happily.

''What am I going to wear?'' I asked.

''Go naked!'' she said enthusiastically.

As much as I had been trying to avoid getting attached to any guys recently, I couldn't deny how genuinely excited I was when Derek had asked me out.

There was a tiny voice though, at the very back of my mind, saying Tom's name over and over.

I shook it off and ignored the voice as I got dressed. Tom had nothing to do with this.