A JEMI STORY / A NEMI STORY - episode 29 - Clear your mind [part 1]

*absolutely* I gulped. I couldve sworn I heard him chuckle as he re-positioned himself back in his seat. *the next day with nick* *nicks POV* I woke up, switching off my alarm. The ringing stuck in my head a few seconds after I shut it off. Ack. I really have to change my alarm. Anyway, I got ready as usual and headed over to demis house. I pulled in slowly into her driveway, making sure I didnt hit the rocks on either side of it. I couldnt resist looking up at her house. Something about it made me feel sudden pleasure.. the yellow base pain, and white trim windows, with the blue flowers in the front. The gold and silver- colored lamp post near the doorsteps. Shoving my hands into my pockets, I trudged through the pathway and up to demis door. It was one of those moist days, very grey in the morning, with only a sliver of sunlight bathing land. The moon was still up, but the sun as well. I smiled up at the sun, gaining momentum for the day. Walking into demis house, feeling the usual sensations and warmth, I looked around to see if anyone was downstairs. I could see her mom in the kitchen, making biscuits. *goodmorning nick! would you like a biscuit? Or some eggs?* she slid over to the oven, pulling out a second tray of bicuits. *sure* I walked over, taking my right hand out of my pocket, and grabbed the small pastry, gently pulling off a chunk of it with my teeth. Delicious. It took me only a few more seconds to finish it, so I hurried up to demis room. I stepped through her doorway, since it was wide open, to see her in only underwear, placing a shirt on her torso with her right hand, and pants underneath with her left hand, looking into the mirror sideways. She wobbled- and her breasts did as well- as her crutches moved a bit underneath her arms. I didnt allow my hormones to react, closing my eyes quickly and putting my hand over my face. *demi?* I said, walking in towards her bed. I opened my eyes alittle to grab her books against the wall. I peeked through my fingers, seeing her turn her head sideways and quickly stumble back onto her small couch next to her closet. Looking back at me, she smiled and sighed. All was silent for a few seconds. I sensed demi blushing. Peeking again, I saw from the back of her head, her left cheek was extremely pink. *sorry* I said, backing up out of the room. *wait!!* demi placed a towel around her shoulders, positioning herself on her crutches again. *can you get my mom? I cant really dress myself alone.. and dallas had to go to and early class* she giggled, placing a hand over her mouth. *sure* I walked- no, ran- downstairs to the kitchen, her mom no where in sight. From the corner of my eye, I saw her silver Volvo back up from the driveway next to my car, speeding away. A part of me was extremely happy. Another part of me was.. Oh god. I hurried up the stairway, not knowing why I was so enthusiastic about having to dress demi. and put my hands all over her body And Ohhh. Godd. Nick