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Awake

Summary:
My version of Kim/Jared.


Notes:
My theme song for this story is Awake, by Secondhand Serenade. You can listen to it here: http://search.playlist.com/tracks/awake/2


2. Chapter 2

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“Hi Kim!” my mother chirped at I walked through the kitchen door. “How was your run?”

I grunted in return. “Fine.”

She wasn’t listening. He eyes had traveled from my face to my bloody left shin.

“Oh, Kim!” she shrieked. “What happened? Are you okay?”

I rolled my eyes. “Mom, I fell down and cut my knee. It’s not like it has to be amputated or anything. Relax.”

She kept hovering over me looking concerned. I rolled my eyes again and sighed.

“Mom, I’m going to go take a shower. If I begin to die, I promise you’ll be the very first one to know, okay?”

She gave me her very best ‘mom’ look. The one that said ‘I am your mother, and I will bathe you in bleach if I have to because you have germs on your leg.’ I ignored it.

“Kimmy, you should at least clean it up and put some antiseptic on it. You don’t want to get it infected.”

I consented to the antiseptic. When I turned around and reached up to grab it out of the cabinet, my mother gasped.

“Kim, your shirt’s on inside out! What have you been doing? And why are you all wet?”

I froze. Somehow, I figured it probably wouldn’t be such a great idea to tell her about my impromptu almost-skinny dip. My mother was all about appearances.

“I, um, well, um, I guess I put it on wrong earlier,” I casually lied. “And it’s really hot out there, Mom.” I grabbed the small bottle of antiseptic and hightailed it out of the kitchen just as the phone began to ring. I ran towards my room, but ended up running into my little brother, Ben, in the hall. He extended his arm and offered me the phone with a scowl.

“It’s Tessa. She wants to know if you want to go back-to-school shopping later.”

I snatched the phone. “Tess? It’s Kim.”

“Hey Kim!” Tess’s voice came too loud over the phone. I pulled it from my ear and turned down the volume a bit. “Can you come shopping with me tonight? I think we might go to Port Angeles. We can pick you up in like, an hour, and then when we’re done you can come spend the night over at my house. Gabby’s coming too.”

“Hang on a sec,” I replied. “Let me go ask my mom.”
I covered the mouthpiece of the phone and walked back towards the kitchen.

“Mom,” I called. “Is it okay if I go to Tess’s house tonight?”

She frowned slightly. “I don’t know, Kim. You haven’t spent that much time with your family yet this summer, and school starts on Monday. Maybe it would be best if you stayed home tonight.”

I was disappointed. “Please Mom?” I gave her my best pout. “It’s the last weekend of summer. I promise to hang out with you guys for the rest of the summer. Please?” I begged.

I saw her caving in. “Okay Kim,” she agreed reluctantly. “But I expect to see more of you from now on, alright?”

I smiled at her. “Sure Mom.” I put the phone back to my ear. “Tess? I’ll see you in an hour.”

“’Kay, Kim. See you later!” We both hung up, and I went back to my room so I could shower. I stripped off my clothes quickly, my previous embarrassment seeming even more mortifying in hindsight. I blushed furiously as I washed the sea water out of my hair.

My knee had stopped bleeding, but the dried blood on my shin turned the water a rusty red. I made a face and quickly rinsed the shower of the red ring of blood around the edge. After I finished de-salting my body, I hopped out and dried off carefully. I grimaced at the angry gash on my knee, but slathered on enough antiseptic that even my germaphobic mother would be satisfied. Then I put on a t-shirt and shorts that I knew Tess would disapprove of and packed my overnight bag.

As I was stuffing my bag my eyes fell on my open dream journal, lying on my bed. I suddenly remembered pieces of the dream I had last night. I re-read the words I had scribbled hastily early this morning.

I smiled. It had been a good dream. Jared and I had been standing on First Beach, hand in hand, facing a small audience of people who didn’t look familiar, but I recognized anyways. A smooth voice behind us had said loudly, “I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Penn.”

I remember thinking That’s me. I’m Kimberly Penn! I smiled down at the words in my journal. Kimberly Penn, Jared’s wife. It made me happy- the kind of happy that swells out of your chest and escapes in a squeal. First kiss happy. Wedding day happy. Happily ever happy. And that hadn’t even been the best part of my dream. As the audience stood clapping, Jared had squeezed my hand and leaned his head closer to mine. My heart pounded out of my chest, and as soon as I could feel the warmth of his breath, I leaned forwards and…I woke up.

I frowned at my journal. Stupid subconscious. Go ahead and tease me. It’s not like I would ever get to actually kiss Jared anyways, so why couldn’t I at least have it in a dream? It was the most frustrating thing ever.

As I was replaying my dream the doorbell rang, but I didn’t hear it. Ben burst into my room, and I yelped in surprise. I stuffed my journal into my bag before he could see it.

“Kim, Tessa’s here, and she’s getting sort of antsy. Something about a shoe sale.”

I followed Ben to the front door. Tess immediately flung her arms around my neck as soon I came into full view.

“Kim-kim, I’m so glad you could come! Let’s go!” she squealed.

I gently disentangled myself from Tess’s grip. Her exuberant touchy feely-ness could be slightly overwhelming.

“Hang on. Let me go tell my mom we’re leaving.”

I popped my head into the kitchen, where my mom was peeling a zucchini for dinner, feeding our dog Rip, and talking on the phone, all at the same time. I wished that someday I could have that level of skill in multi-tasking.

“Mom?”

She raised her eyebrows at me.

“Mom, I’m leaving with Tess and Gabby. I’ll see you tomorrow, ok?”

She moved the phone away from her mouth. “Ok, honey. I love you. Have a nice time.”

“Love you too, Mom. See you tomorrow.” I flashed a smile at her and walked out to Tess’s mom’s car.

As soon as I opened the door, Tess gave me a critical frown and sighed exasperatedly.

“Kim, what are you wearing?”