A/N: Title is from the song brand new colony by the postal service that I always felt would make a great theme song for their relationship and Jessie is 16 while Katie is 17. Jessie is a Junior, Katie a Senior, sorry that doesn't exactly keep in line with the show. Please review if you'd like to and you can send a message if you have any questions and I hope I don't offend anyone even though I don't think anything discussed here is offensive.
I don't own the show or the characters
Another day, another pointless party and another pointless conversation as I'm being crowded around by all these people as if I just fell down some stairs and I'm lying flat on my back. But its just another party, something to do in typical, dull suburbia. And all I have to do is talk about something and they'll just nod their heads as the sincerity is lost. That's all this really is… just a social moment and wasted words where people don't hear because they're trying so hard to agree with me. And why is that? Because I'm popular? Because somehow I catch people's attention? Well I don't want it. I'm tired and it just seems as though I'm here for people's amusement. "crazy Katie" always the first one to start dancing even when the music is lame. Sad this is if I start dancing to mock the people here they join in not knowing.
It's like I'm some oddly sarcastic Daria from MTV that no one's picking on. . so here I am leaning against a wall with some people around me that don't actually understand me and I'm surprised that I on occasion respond after someone talks. I sometimes can't believe the things that come out of my mouth in a second natured reply. I can't help but smile because I'm thinking of the flick rules of attraction, which isn't very good…but still…I can just see my "friends" giving me the oddest stares if I said some of the shit some guy says in the movie-"sometimes I feel like my life lacks forward momentum, you know?"
God, forget it, I'm going out to the pool. I politely excuse myself, cause you know I'm just so nice like that, although I can't wait when my sarcasm just snaps out of me one day. But luckily I'm outside, breathing in the night air that's kind of calming in a way, leaning onto the railing. There's no one out here and I'm in the mood for that…aloneness. I take a seat next to the pool after I've taken off my shoes. I dip my toes in and run my hands along the water. It's warm enough…I get back up, standing tall, raise my hands over my head and think for half a second…what if I hit my head at the bottom, there's no one here and blah blah blah, its already too painstakingly boring in my head to be that cautious. I jump in, it's five feet deep, good enough. It's crisp and clear, nice really. I decide to stay under for what seems like four minutes, which really feel like eight. The ache in my lungs feels good and I surface, gasping for air. Thank god I'm wearing a green tank top instead of a white one, that would really suck. Ugh, some creepy guys looking at me that would be great I think to myself as I shake my head, diverting the thought away with the realization I'm wearing my comfy dark pants. I always hated wet clothes sticking to me anyways.
I glance around, enjoying the break from everyone, swimming quietly …out of the corner of my eye I see someone sitting in a chair. I almost have a heart attack, who the heck else would be out here? I focus my eyes, they're blurry from the water. I move closer against the edge of the pool and…what the hell is a fifteen year old doing here? Ok, maybe she's not fifteen, but she looks so small, not really young, just small…like, too skinny. Her eyes are closed and she looks like she's sleeping. I slowly get out of the pool, I don't want to wake her, but then again if me jumping in didn't wake her…as I get closer I notice she's laid out on a lawn chair. And I'm practically looming over her I realize the area under her eyes look tired and grey. Jesus Christ her wrists are so small. Her lips are really chapped…what is...why does she have blood on her lip? Jesus Christ, my arms are acting before I can think, they're lightly shaking her, she's still not waking , I shake her a little harder, it seems like ten minutes have passed and my heart is about to implode, not explode…it feels like its caving in. her eyes are opening, she very slowly stretches out her arms which were tucked into her chest, she opens her eyes wider and looks at me in confusion, frowning…