A Life Plan Without You.
school and
my partner in ‘cooking for idiots,’ a very apt for James, the
course and the title, he’s a firkin idiot, it’s a scheme they have
at college, we cooks teach the ones who want to cook more than
beans on toast, for themselves when we go to uni next year, though
James has been my cooking partner for years, he didn’t need to be
on it, he was taught by me and he is already a perfect good basic
cook, being I’m sooo good at what I do.” I laughed as Sam’s arms
cuddled me closer and his eye brow rose, he sighed.
    “Really,
in everything you do baby?”
    “ I’m good at what I do, yes really Sam… Back to James… He did
sort of worry me sometimes, by just staring at me all the time, he
even did it all through school, but he was just nice Jimmy, who was
my friend. Explains why now, shit you two, why didn’t you just ask
me out, sheisk, stalking’s kind of weird Sam.” A kiss and hug made
it better.
    “Well, I may have done it sooner had I realised your kisses
were this nice.” He leaned in and wow the kiss was… Wow, I’m seeing
stars now. “He hasn’t done it since that day, if that’s any
help?”
    “Not really, but how do you know he’s stopped, has he stopped?
God he has stopped hasn’t he?”
    “He’s fallen out of a lot of trees watching you, Michelle, but
that was his last one, I promise.” Yet more gentle kisses, each one
better than the last. I felt so close to him. Can there be such
thing as love at first sight, Sam seems to think so, and well I’m
in lust with him after that first kiss? I certainly felt so
connected to this man by my side.
    “Anyhow back to my tale, theses kisses are side-tracking my
tale, I caught up with him, I was angry with him following you.
Especially now I’d fallen for his Michelle, I didn’t realise until
that minute you were the same girl. So I asked what he was doing,
he said he’d been playing football, and had fallen over. Was that
after you climbed that tree? I asked him, he went white and
stammered, that’s my Michelle. I oh-ed and realised I’d fallen for
his Michelle, and as I watched him watching you, I got jealous, I
knew who you were, thanks to Madam Cyn, I just didn’t know you were
the same Michelle he loved and was watching, I thought it was the
blonde Michelle! I flipped, gave him a speech about it being
creepy, and I advised him to stay away or say something to you, I
gave him some time to do it too, all be it I kept a bloody eye on
him making a move on you!
    I frog marched him home asking what encouragement you’d given
him? He said none at all you just thought he was a friend and you
liked someone else. I was a little relieved you hadn’t encouraged
him, I was a bit jealous if truth be told, you liked someone else
and I hadn’t a clue who! I didn’t want to hurt my brother, but I’d
had my mind made up for me two weeks ago, when all this rush stuff
came to ahead and I knew he would ask you but I would ask you first
and yes, I chickened out again, I didn’t want you to say
no.
    I’d fallen for you and far deeper than Jimmy, I’d threatened
my own brother if he didn’t leave you alone. I guess he knows why I
did it now.” He looked nervously at me. “This is going to sound
really creepier than the other stuff but please let me finish?” I
nodded. “So, to make sure I’d told him I would continue to watch
him. So best he went the quicker way home in future, he hasn’t
followed you since that day, but that day I became the stalker, I’d
already fallen for you.” I smiled.
    “So you started watching me instead of him, then?” He looked
worried.
    “Yes, just me then but, if truth be told I have seen you and
watched you for months, bloody hell I sound bad, but I’m not I
swear, it wasn’t like that Michelle, I had to make sure he wasn’t
still following you and to make sure he knew I was still watching
him. I had to say, I was a little interested in finding out what
our fascination with you was, why I had the

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