Disclaimer: I do not own Yours, Mine, and Ours, Tyler Patrick Jones, or any of the other characters of Yours, Mine, and Ours. I do, however, own Michael's friends. Because they rock like that.
Author's Note: This story takes place 2 years after the movie. Michael (now known as Mike/Mikey) is 14 years old and a freshman at New London High. FYI He may come of as a jerk. But that's based on those around him.
Behind The Army Smile
Chapter 1
My name is Michael James Beardsley, but my friends call me Mike or Mikey. I am 14 years old and was born on July 17th, 1991. Within my 14 years I have moved 16 times, the most recent move being to New London from Sacramento.
Wait a minute... Oh crap! Wrong paper.
Let's start over...
Behind The Army Smile
Chapter 1
Take Two
"Mike! What's up? You like... died all break!" It was my best friend in New London, Tony Cox. "I thought I'd never reach you!"
It was Spring Break 2006, and I was sitting home, grounded, secretly answering my cell phone while Mick wasn't in the room. "I'm grounded, that's why." I muttered, glaring at the door, which was being held shut by my dresser.
"Nice move genius." Tony muttered, I could just see his sarcastic expression even though he was about a mile away. "What'd you do this time?"
"Alright, seeing as the Admiral's a military man, you'd think he wouldn't mind a little self-defense," I began, "But no. Lao gets in my face, starts telling me I should wear more god damn Gucci, I shove him out of the way, and suddenly I'm grounded 'until further notice'!"
"Dude... That's harsh." My best friend exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes, "No shit Sherlock." I muttered, "How long did it take to figure that one out?"
"About 3 seconds."
"Rhetorical question Tone." I retorted, "And in case you didn't know, that means you don't answer it."
I heard a knock on my door, "I should probably get that." I told Tony.
"Why?" He asked, "It's probably just an idiotic sibling wanting to make your life a living hell."
"Or it could be Ely, Otter, or Harry."
"Good point. Ask who it is?"
"I'll try it, hold on." I then put my hand over the mouthpiece of my phone, "Who is it?"
"It's Mick! I would kind of like to get into my own room!"
"Too bad, come back later." I exclaimed, removing my hand, "Anyway, where were we?"
"Figuring out how to break you out?" Tony suggested, sounding like he had been thinking about it the entire time (although it wasn't that long) I was getting rid of Mick.
I laughed, "Sounds like a plan." My phone began to beep, "Hang on Tone, I got another call." I pushed the flash button, "Hello?"
"Oh my gosh! It's Mikey!" It was one of my other best friends, Katy McDonald.
"Hey Katy, let me 3-way you in with Tony." I messed around with the phone, putting Katy on with Tony and me, "Hey Tony? Katy's on line 3."
"Hey Kit Kat."
"Hey Two Tone."
"Now that we're done with the formal greetings," I said, laughing at the two, "Actually... I don't know where I was going with that."
"Oh, Mikey, question." Katy said, "Where've you been all week!"
"Grounded." Tony and I replied at the same time.
I heard another knock on my door, "Michael James Beardsley! Open this door now!"
"Oh shit." I muttered, "It's the Admiral, I gotta go." I quickly hung up, moved the dresser, unlocked the door and slid back onto my bed, "It's open." Dread lingered in my voice.
The Admiral, a.k.a. General Dad, whipped open the door, "Don't open it too fast." I retorted, "You might pull it off the hinges." Sarcasm was oozing from every syllable I spoke.
The Admiral glared at me, not a deathly glare, but one of those "I'm your father you'll do as I say" glare. "You realize you're grounded for a reason, and although I did confine you to your room, you aren't allowed to lock Mick out."
I looked at him, "I don't see why I'm stuck here with El Freak. And I don't mind my room, just the people in it."
"Because you two are the oldest boys now that Dylan and William are at college, so it was time you shared a room."
"Last time I checked he was perfectly content sharing a room with Lao, Jimi, and Harry, I'd trade El Freak for Harry any day!" I exclaimed, and it was true, I had shared a room with Harry for about 10 years of my life, and the two of us were extremely close. Without waiting for a response, I reached for the blue notebook sitting on my desk, it was my journal for English class. The assignment was to write a detailed essay about my family. I had begged to only do the parts of my family that I enjoyed, seeing as I didn't want to write 22 paragraphs. I opened to the assignment, where I had written three paragraphs. The introduction, the Admiral's paragraph, and I was halfway done with William's paragraph.
"Michael," The Admiral spoke sternly, "You are sharing with Mick because you are the same age. And you are not to call him El Freak anymore."
"Oh great, you're trying to control my life even more?" I asked, pulling myself off of my bed. This had been the first time I had pulled myself off the bed all week for something other than eating or going to the bathroom. I stormed out of my room, and down the stairs, my last exit being out of the house, storming towards any of my friend's houses. I'd rather be at any of their houses than home. The closest house was Nick's, as I arrived I walked up the driveway and knocked.
Nick answered, "Mike!" He dragged me inside, "Tony told me what happened, that's so messed up."
"You're telling me. Hey where's Dalton? I thought he was staying here while his parents were in Cancun." I asked, looking up at the tallest in my group of friends. Nick towered over the rest of us at 6'5". I was only 5'6".
"He's upstairs, come on. Bridge and Rye are up there too." He said, referring to his girlfriend Bridget Lincoln and Dalton's girlfriend Riley Parker.
"Nice, all the company I've had this week is Mick, Harry, Ely, and Otter, only welcoming three out of four."
"That sucks." Nick said as we walked into his room.
Riley looked at me, "Mike! You survived!"
"The Admiral let you off early?" Bridget asked, looking up at me from the cards in front of her.
I shook my head, "Let's put it this way, if he knew I was here, I'd be killed, brought back to life, and killed again."
"Damn that's harsh." Dalton muttered, "I fold." He exclaimed, throwing down his cards.
I probably should have mentioned that my friends were playing Texas Hold 'Em. Riley had taught us all because her dad, Adam, is a professional poker player.
"Me too. Rye, let's hope you're not bluffing." Bridget said throwing down her cards.
Riley flipped her cards, she had a two and a three, "I win."
She had just won the jackpot, I looked at the four, "Deal me in."
I realize there's a lot of new characters in this chapter. But I know who his large group of friends are. So I'll list them here. (Yes there are more than introduced)
-Tony Cox
-Katy McDonald
-Nick Robin
-Dalton Wood
-Bridget Lincoln
-Riley Parker
-Kevin Lafler
-Caitlin Prince
-Alex Cook
Kevin, Caitlin, and Alex will be further introduced in further chapters. And along with that, further relationships within Mike's large group of friends will be explained in detail.