Author: RomansRoad PM
A small scene written between Darcy and Jess. Set when Darcy is in his second year of college, and Jess is in her senior year of high school. Two-shot. Previously known as "Moments in Time: Jess and Darcy"Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Romance - Jess D. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,677 - Reviews: 21 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 06-26-12 - Published: 04-08-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8003698
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She looked good in blue.
But then, she looked good in most anything.
Darcy smiled as he sat cross-legged on the top of a hill, observing Jess and her friends laughing as they rolled down the grassy slope. Though his history textbook, Why Britain Lost the War, lay open on his lap, he was anything but focused on discovering where Cornwallis had made his crucial mistake. Back from Dartmouth for an extended weekend, he was making the most of his time.
Laying gasping at the bottom of the hill, breathless with laughter, Jess opened her eyes and offered Darcy a dazzling smile. He returned it. She was the sweetest girl he had ever met. While her shyness had faded quite a bit, even to the point of her joining the senior class cabinet this year, she wasn't one to speak without purpose. They had passed many pleasant hours in companionable silence, be it through reading, drawing, or wandering the paths of Concord with their eyes half-shut.
Jess stood and brushed the grass from her light blue T-shirt, laughing and sweeping her hair from her eyes when an unexpected gust of wind blew it in front of her face. She trekked back up the hill and dropped to her knees beside Darcy.
"What are you reading?" she asked, leaning over to see the page.
He showed her the cover of the book.
Tilting her head to the side, she inquired, "Is it interesting?"
Darcy laughed. "Most likely, but my attention has been otherwise diverted."
"Ah. That is unfortunate." Jess sat back and wrapped her arms around her knees. "You should work on focusing more. Survey says it's the best way to ace a test."
"But the survey doesn't say it's the best way to spend your time." Darcy arched an eyebrow, waiting for her to take the bait.
Mouth half-quirked in a smirk, Jess said, "You make an excellent point. Perhaps you should inform the media. Wouldn't want them to be ill-informed."
Ousted, Darcy marked his page and made a face at her. "I'll think on it."
"Jess!" Emma called from the base of the hill. "We're going out for ice cream. You coming?"
"I'll catch up with you later!" Jess answered, waving.
The group of girls walked away, leaving Jess and Darcy on their own.
Jess lay back on the grass. "Doesn't that cloud look like a fox?"
Darcy set his book to the side and lay down beside her. "I think more of a wolf. Looks bigger, you know?"
"But the tail isn't fluffy enough. And anyways, you don't have anything to compare the size to."
"I'm comparing it to that other cloud right there!"
"And what do you think that other cloud is?
"A giant beach ball."
Darcy laughed as Jess punched him in the shoulder. "A beach ball!" she fumed, though Darcy could hear the hidden amusement in her voice. "What if I said it was a small tennis ball?"
"Then it would be a really tiny wolf."
They both burst out laughing. Jess made to punch Darcy in the arm again, but he caught her hand and folded it securely within his. "It can be a fox if you really want it to be," he whispered to her.
She smiled back at him and closed her eyes. "It's a perfect day, isn't it?"
"I couldn't agree more."
They lay in the warmth of the May sun for a while, saying nothing. The breeze drifted lazily by, and a few leaves landed in the grass around them.
Darcy was the first to break the silence. "There's a meteor shower tonight. The sky's supposed to be clear too."
"Mmm." Jess kept her face turned toward the sun.
"Are you busy tonight?" Darcy pressed.
"That would depend on who was asking."
Darcy tipped her head to the side so she was facing him. "I am asking," he said softly.
She opened her eyes. "In that case, I have absolutely nothing planned and would very much like to watch the meteor shower with you."
He tightened his grip on her hand for a moment, and they went back to watching the clouds.