• The character Rebecca Eastman is an original character of mine, created originally for a roleplay. She more or less, over time, became a character for stories. The idea from this story comes from a back and forth writing "experiment" of mine and BrainAche's. Please, read, comment, and give feedback for this story. I'd love to know what you, as the reader, think about my work.

    Is it bad I want to run back out to Levi again, just to lose myself in the moment with him? Is it bad that I really... I really want to know what would have happened had I not gotten down from that counter-top? Probably, but right now, I'm really past the point of caring. Or maybe I'm not. I really don't know. Goddammit, I hate being this confused. I mean, I know that what happened between Levi and I was only supposed to cause jaws to drop. And to Ren and Randal and Frankie, yeah, it did. But I didn't think I'd be getting support from some people on it. Sage thinks I should really pursue this whole ordeal.

    Me on the other hand? Pfft. I'm thinkin' no. Partially because I'm a total chicken, and I really don't see Levi and I being anything more than a temporary fling. He's said it himself; he's not the kind of person who winds up in romantic situations with happy endings. And that kinda sucks to hear, y'know? Because in my opinion, everyone deserves that happy ending. I should really remember that. Or at least follow through with what I'm preaching to the choir. It wouldn't hurt me to listen to some of the things I say from time to time.

    But seriously. I don't see Levi and I as anything else. Sure, he's a great guy. And he knows how to leave me breathless. And he kisses really good. Why am I going on like this again? Oh, right. Because my naive little mind is all over the place right now. I haven't even thought about the probability of him just screwing with me, either. I'm too stuck up on the feeling of his lips against mine. God, I'm worse than a high-school girl. And that's really sad. I just... Eh... This is hard.

    Okay, I'll admit. Maybe I do want to see what would happen between him and I. And maybe I need to stop being so childish about this whole thing. I should go out and talk to him. But I'm afraid of winding up tongue-tied and looking like a moron. I do that enough already, I don't want to make it one of those things that I always do. So maybe I need to think about what to say to him. Would it be dumb of me to ask him why he actually kissed me... Like that?

    Authenticity. Okay, sure. He said that. But he didn't have to stay in the moment. Then again, I didn't exactly push him away. Partly because I was shocked as HELL for him to make that kind of move with me. It didn't exactly help that when he put his lips against mine that I sort of melted into that moment. My entire body just did this really weird tingly-feeling thing. Almost a cross between shock, fear, and pure happiness. Normally, a guy asks to kiss me, because I'm not like the average girl. I don't do the whole cute thing. I'm a tomboy at heart.

    Which makes me wonder why he even suggested the whole "Let's get everyone talking" thing. I mean, he got Frankie to stop dead in his tracks with a "Ho-ly s**t". I think part of that had to do with the fact that he didn't exactly peg Levi as the kind of person for me to be swapping spit with. In the kitchen, even.

    Oh God. I let Levi pick me up. I hate being picked up. And I was cool with letting him put his hand on my a**. Oh what the Hell, man! Maybe... Maybe I'm over-thinking this whole thing. Yeah, that's gotta be it. There's no way in HELL that Levi would have those kind of feelings for me. We both said it was just for a shock factor.

    But that doesn't give me the answer on why I want to go find him, pull him close, and kiss him stupid. I think though, I'm just going to tell myself to keep dreaming though. There's NO WAY, I'd ever have the guts to do that.

    Sonuvabitch. This is why I hate being a girl. Or at least getting lost in a moment that was probably only a one-time deal.