Semiautomatic Mix Tape Chapter 1: Tool Sheds And Hot Tubs, a degrassi fanfic

Semiautomatic Mix Tape

CHAPTER I: Tool Sheds And Hot Tubs

A/N: I don't own Tool Sheds & Hot Tubs (Straylight Run) or Degrassi. Ok? Good.

Replacing old dreams with flattery from new loves,
A hurricane self help into this evacuation from this.
You never meant to,
You never meant to...
Call me...
Call me...
I'll answer...

'Why the hell do I even bother?' I find myself wondering this for the fifth time tonight as a sit in my car staring out the window. 'All these girls, all of em lining up to do you and you're still crying over someone who won't give you the time of day anymore.' The rain continues to beat down on the car in a steady pattern, shaking me from my thoughts, but I don't really notice. My gaze is transfixed on the large building which happens to be the local mall. I averted my eyes from the building long enough to check out the small clock on the dashboard. The fading green numbers read nine thirty-five. So I was early; I always was. I'm early to give myself time to leave if I can't do it... I almost always leave right away.

Do you think that this could work out?
Do you think you could come around?
Do you think that this could work out again?
I don't...
I don't wanna be forgotten,
While you're putting all your time in,
Into the things that don't mean anything to me

Imagine that, me, a coward. Or, no, I'm not a coward. How can I be? I one of the toughest fuckers around this place. Go on, ask anyone and they'll tell you. I guess I am though. I'm supposed to be one of the most badass guys in the school and I can't even confront the one girl that's bothering me the most. Here I am, going back to the girl I fucked over in the first place asking for her to give it a second chance; it's pathetic. If this were any other guy, he'd be a pussy for sure. I guess I am though, or I would be if anyone knew about this. Some might even say I'm a stalker for doing this. I don't see it as stalking, I just see it as taking a risk, seeing my target, and backing out at the last minute.

It's too bad,
It's even sadder,
I'm losing everything that I thought,
This was a lost cause,
It was! And I never knew it.
I never knew it.

I'm a little bit like an assassin. They stake out their target and take aim, but they actually fire. What am I doing? Staking out my target, taking my aim, but that's all. I never could get out the car and go over. There she goes again. My thoughts drift away from my own self pity as I see the main doors swing open. I'm staring them down almost hungrily, looking for the smallest glimpse of her in her work uniform. She's not there. Of course the other workers come out, all laughing and smiling together. I smiled to myself. 'Of course she's not with them.' I thought. 'She never was into working with all these people.' I sank back down in my seat and focused my attention once again on the door, waiting for her.

Try 'em on and let 'em go,
It might be best to just forget me,
You walk away,
You know you're better off to,
Your better off to...
Call me...
Call me...
I'll answer...

A sudden knock on my window scared me from watching the door. I instantly turned on the car, getting ready to drive off when I noticed that the person at the window wasn't her, but someone I knew just as well. I rolled down the window and looked up at her. She was already soaking wet, and I was tempted to let her sit in the car, but I knew she was gonna be quick about whatever she wanted, so I said nothing.

"What are you doing here?" She glared down at me. So she didn't want me here, which was understandable enough.
"You know good and well why I'm here. Where is she?"
"Like I'm gonna tell you."
"Don't play your little games with me, I'm a lot smarter than that."
"Oh really?" I noticed her smirk. "News to me..."
"So are you gonna tell me or not?"
"Not; and next time, I'll call the police. You can't sit out here and stalk people."
"Yeah, I guess you and the police are pretty tight." I couldn't help but smile at her. It probably wasn't the smartest thing to say, but that didn't matter to me.

So I scared her off. She never did say anything to me after that, she just walked past me, no doubt heading to her own car. I couldn't help but turn my head a little to get a better view of her ass. So sue me, if things don't work out here, she can be a hot little consolation prize. I shook my head, trying not to think about her. I'm on a sort of mission to win back my old ex, I'm not supposed to be thinking about her friend. I should've learned from my mistakes last time.

I finally saw her walk out of the building. I felt a huge wave of relief knowing that she was alone. Tonight was finally gonna be the night. And of course, just my luck, it's raining. Sure, the rain is all dark and gloomy or whatever, but it's working in my favor. She'll need a ride. I know she likes the rain, we had plenty of moments where we sat in the park huddled close together on a bench enjoying the rain, but this was a little ridiculous. No one would go out when it was getting this bad, not even her. So I finally did what it had been taking me forever to do and I rolled down the window.

"Hey! Do you need a ride?"

Wasting faster than the hourglass,
It's slow but I'm not ready,
Not okay,
Don't make this harder than it already had to be,
Call me...
Call me up...
I'll answer...

I couldn't help but smile when she finally looked up at me, clearly surprised that I was there. She started to approach me, slowly and cautiously. She had to have been standing a good five feet away from my car in the middle of the street. I couldn't help but notice how small she looked just standing there with the rain falling on her... It reminded me so much of the first time I saw her. She was late for school and I was just blowing off class. She came into the building, completely soaked, and asked me where I could find the office. Of course, since I was a regular there, I could easily take her there. Needless to say, it was pretty much the start to where I am now.

"Why would I need a ride from you?" She brought me back from my memories.
"Come on, it's raining."
"I like the rain."
"I know you do, but this is insane. And hey, are you tryin' to become road kill?"
"Anything to get me away from you..."
"You don't mean that." I mumbled, more to myself than to her.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. Just get in the car and I'll give you a ride home. That's all."

She stood there looking thoughtful before she moved closer to my car. I smiled, but my smile didn't last that long. Headlights shined in the distance, and a car pulled up on the other side of her. I couldn't help but roll my eyes; it was her friend. I should have known that things weren't going to bee easy. She rolled down the window and looked at me triumphantly. I frowned back at her and slumped down in my seat. I was beat, and she knew it.

"Oh hey, still stalking?" She yelled over to me from her car.
"Been to see your friends, the police, yet?" I called back to her.
"Wait, what the hell's going on?" My girl, or former girl, was quick to interrupt us.
"Nothing, I just decided to give you a ride. I know you wouldn't want a ride with him anyway."
"Yeah, real nice, how do you know what she wants?"
"Because I just do. Now come on, you can stay with me."

I rolled my eyes. Of course, the 'you can stay with me' card. It works every time. I looked at the two of them and just sighed as she got into the car and they took off, just leaving me to sit there. What could I do? I had my chance, and I messed it up. Why am I complaining, though, it's not that hard for me to find a new girl.

It had to be around eleven o'clock or so. I tried to read my watch, but between the raindrops, which were falling as hard as it had been earlier, and the darkness it was pretty hard to see. Here I am, sitting on the same bench we used to sit on when we would sit in the park during a storm and complain about life. The memory made me smile, and when a flash of lightening went across the sky, I was able to read my watch. Twelve twenty-five; a lot later than I had assumed. I stood up to leave when I heard someone.

"Are you insane, it's raining out."
"Yeah? Well I like the rain." I said, turning around and smiling.

She walked over to me and looked me in the eyes. I don't know how she managed to do it, considering that it was so dark, but I swear she was staring directly into them. We stood there like that for what seemed like forever, just staring. I finally couldn't stand it, so I said something.

"I'm sorry."
"Shut up, way to ruin the moment." Her tone tried to seem angry, but she gave it away by laughing.
"Take me back, or I might be forced to do something gay like serenade you."
"You would serenade me, in a park?"
"Sure, why not?"
"You're crazy."
"Take me back..."
"You're the most persistent..." She shook her had and wrapped her arms around me.
"So is that a yes?"
"Of course. Hey, let's just stay out here all night."
"It's raining though..."

I smirked a little when I said that. What I had just said was sort of a determining factor with our relationship. It was like the first time I had met here all over again. She looked up at me and didn't say anything for the longest time. When she finally did say something, it basically sealed the deal on us and our relationship; and I was fine with that. It was definitely the best thing anyone could've said to me.

"I like the rain."

Do you think that this could work out?
Do you think you could come around?
Do you think that this could work out again?
I don't...