Authors Note: Wow, thanks for the replies. I'm glad you like the story. As always R&R!
Atrophy: Part 2
Adam's House
"I can't believe that asshole did that to me!" Stacy exclaimed, as Adam, Melina, and Johnny, rolled their eyes.
Stacy had been yelling about what Randy had done all day and it was starting to annoy them all.
"I mean, what have I ever done to him?"
"You cheated on him," Melina quietly pointed out.
"That was three years ago, he should be over it by now."
"But you cheated on him with his cousin, Stace." Johnny said, yawning.
"Yeah, and um… ever since then he's hated me,"
Melina looked at Adam, "Well, duh, you screwed his girlfriend."
"Okay, okay, you're kind of making me sound like a slut." Stacy said, cutting into her friend's conversation.
"Well, you kind of are." Everyone looked at the person the comment came from and gasped.
"Joey!" Melina yelled, smacking his arm.
"Well, she is!" He yelled back.
"I am not! Just because I've cheated on three guys, it doesn't make me a slut!"
"Yes it does!"
Randy's House
Randy sighed as he layed on his bed staring up at his ceiling. He sighed again when he heard a knock on his bedroom door. He rolled his eyes and ignored it.
"Randy, sweetie, can I come in?" He heard his mom call from the opposite side of the door.
When Jessica didn't get an answer she opened his door and walked in.
"Sweetie, I'm sorry about before. If you don't want to go to your dad's because of what he did to me then-"
Randy quickly cut her off before she could say anything else. "It's not because of what he did to you, well, not completely." Randy said, sitting up, leaning against the headboard of his bed.
"Then, what is it?"
"So, mom, why are you making me get a tutor?" Randy asked, changing the subject. Jessica noticed the subject change but went along with it.
"Because your grades are horrible." She replied.
"So? I don't want a tutor. I'll start doing my work." He said simply.
"You've been telling me that for the past three years, the only reason you've even made to the twelfth grade is because of summer school. You're getting a tutor."
"But I don't want one." Randy complained, folding his arms across his chest like a two-year-old that didn't get that toy car he wanted.
"Oh stop." Jessica replied. "It won't be that bad."
Randy rolled his eyes, "It won't? You're going to be making me spend more time on schoolwork than I already have to."
Jessica laughed, "Please! Don't even try that line. When was the last time you did any schoolwork?"
Randy thought about it for a minute and the replied, "Third grade."
"Oh, you mean when you needed me to help you?"
"Yes." Randy replied, laughing.
Jessica rolled her eyes and playfully smacked his arm. "You're getting a tutor. Who knows, maybe it'll be a girl and you'll end up liking her." Jessica said, smiling.
Randy laughed, "Sorry mom, but the uptight good girl aint my type."
"First of all, that is exactly why you are failing English, because "aint" isn't a word. And second of all, just because a girl is very good in school and spends a lot of time on schoolwork it does not mean that she is uptight."
Randy laughed again and rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say mom." He said, shaking his head.
"Please, promise me that you'll listen and do better in school?"
"Mom-" She quickly cut him off.
"Randy, promise me."
He sighed, "I promise."
Jessica stood up and leaned down to hug him; "I love you."
"I love you too, mom." He said, returning the hug.
Trish's House
Trish's parents have been home for less than two hours and she had already "talked" to her father.
Trish tried not to cry she hates to cry. It makes her feel weak and helpless, but she just can't help it this time. This time it was worse, it was horrible.
Trish had all of her lights off and she was listening to her JamisonParker CD. She was currently lying on her stomach with her head shoved in her pillow, crying uncontrollably.
All of a sudden she heard a loud knock on her door. She ignored it the first three times, but then it got even louder and she could hear Kelly's voice yelling to her.
Trish sighed and got up. She wiped the tears off of her face and walked over to her door.
When she opened the door Kelly and James were on the other side.
"What?" Trish asked, so quietly she wasn't even sure Kelly could hear her.
"I wanted to know what you're grades were."
Trish sighed again, "Why?"
"Because. What are they?"
"They are all one hundreds." Trish replied, not raising her voice. "Why?" She asked again.
"Because James's little brother, he's about your age, his name is Randy, he needs a tutor. So, I told James that you would do it." Kelly said simply.
"You don't have to if you don't want to-" Kelly put her hand over James's mouth to stop him from going any further.
"Yes you do. You have to tutor Randy or else I'll have daddy deal with it." Kelly smiled when Trish's face went pale.
"O-Okay." Trish said, stuttering.
Kelly smiled happily and hugged Trish. "Thanks Trishy!" She yelled, grabbing James's arm and walking away from Trish's room.
"Evil bitch." Trish mumbled, stepping back into her room and shutting her door.
Adam's House
"I'm not a slut!" Stacy exclaimed angrily, still screaming at Joey.
"You're right!" He yelled back, standing in front of her. "You're a fucking skank!"
"Joey, stop." Melina cut in, standing between them. "Stop arguing, this is the last thing that we need to be doing." She said, trying to reason.
"Whatever. Do whatever the fuck you want. I'm over it, you're all fucking pathetic." Joey snapped, walking out of the house.
"Asshole!" Stacy yelled, slamming the door shut. "What the hell is his problem?" Stacy asked, sitting on Adam's lap.
"I don't know." Adam replied, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Maybe it's the fact that Randy, Joey, and Adam were bestfriends and then when you cheated on Randy with Adam, Joey had to pick sides. So, maybe he misses being friends with Randy."
"I agree with, Johnny." Melina cut in.
Stacy rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Whatever, he's still an asshole."
Randy's House
"Mom! AJ and Jay are gonna stay the night!" Randy yelled, sitting on the chair in the living room and AJ and Jay sat on the couch.
"Okay sweetie." Jessica replied, putting on her jacket. "I have to get to work. I'll be home around six in the morning."
"Okay." Randy replied.
She leaned down and hugged him. "Be good." She pulled away a little and kissed his cheek, "I love you."
Randy hugged her back. "I love you too."
"Bye, AJ and Jay." She said, waving. "Bye, Randy." She said walking out of the house.
"Dude, your mom is hot." AJ said, smiling when the door shut.
"Ew dude, that's nasty. Don't ever say that to me again."
"But she is-" Randy quickly cut Jay off.
"So, um, what Playstation 2 game do you wanna play?"
AJ laughed and leaned back on the couch. "Subject changer."
"Okay dude, me talking with you about my mom being hot or not is like incest."
"Actually, incest means siblings. So it would be incest if we told you to go fuck, James." Jay pointed out.
"What about me?" They all turned their attention toward the door where James was standing.
"Nothing." Randy replied, shaking his head.
"Okay, I don't even want to know." James said, starting to walk away, but stopped and smiled, "Oh yeah, I found you a tutor."
Randy looked at him curiously, "Who?"
"Kelly's little sister, she's sixteen."
"Sixteen? James, I don't know if you know this or not but I'm seventeen, there's no way in hell I'm getting tutored by a junior."
"Relax dumb ass, she's a senior."
"But if she's sixteen-" James rolled his green eyes and cut Randy off.
"She skipped a grade, genius."
"Oh." Randy replied. "Well, are you sure she's smart?"
"She skipped eleventh grade retard, of course she's smart."
Randy laughed, "Well sorry, but I had to make sure because you said that she's Kelly's sister, and Kelly is stupid so-" Randy stopped. "Wait, Kelly's mom was never pregnant after she had Kelly."
"No duh. Trish isn't Kelly's biological sister."
"Trish?" Randy asked, confused.
"Oh my god!" James exclaimed, "I can see why you're failing school!" He yelled, walking into his bedroom.
"Do you actually not know that that Trish girl he mentioned is Kelly's sister?" Jay asked, putting Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas in Randy's Playstation 2.
"She is? Cool." Randy said, smiling.
"Wow, you're dumb." AJ replied, rolling his eyes. "Wait, who is Trish?"
Jay sighed, "What, is Randy's stupidity starting to rub off on you?"
"Hey!" Randy yelled. "I do not appreciate being called dumb."
"Get over it." Jay said, simply.
"No." AJ interrupted. "I mean, James said that she's a senior, I don't think I've ever met her."
Jay and Randy both thought about it for a minute and then answered, "We don't know who she is either."
"But I guess we'll meet her as soon as she starts tutoring dumb ass here." Jay said, pointing to Randy.
"Yeah, I guess we will." AJ responded.
