It's Only Time
By Spark'd


I Know - Chapter Two

Friday rolled around quicker than I thought it would. Before I knew it was I sitting in my living room, talking on the phone to a panicky Alex.

"Aw man Drake, I don't know what to wear!" He whined. I closed my eyes to visualize this, who wouldn't pass up the opportunity to see one of the hottest guys in the school panicking about what to wear? Not me, that's for sure.

In my mental image he was standing in front of his mirror, holding up different shirts. He always wore the same pants, but he had fifty different pairs of the same pants, he wasn't one of those people who don't wash their jeans. "Dude, you sound like a girl. Get a grip, they're people too. Girls are just like guys except without... You'll be fine."

I heard him laugh, "You've used that line before..." He said and I could picture his smirk, "But seriously Drake, should I wear my Joe Boxer shirt or my egg shirt?" Both shirts were similar, they were the over lapping shirts. The Joe Boxer shirt was a brown long-sleeve with a gray t-shirt over top with the Joe Boxer tongue-licking sign. The egg shirt was a light blue long-sleeve with a darker blue t-shirt with a small cartoon egg under the neck.

I thought it over for a while, "I think the Joe Boxer shirt would look nice." I grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl in front of me and jammed it into my mouth, I then grabbed the chocolate syrup bottle and squirted some into my mouth. Chocolate covered popcorn was one of my favourite snacks.

We was quiet for a while before replying, "Thanks Drake. I think I'll wear the egg one." I gave a muffled groan, it was hard to talk with the food in my mouth, but he knew what I was trying to say. "Sorry bud, my Joe Boxer shirt is dirty, if it wasn't I'd wear it." I rolled my eyes and grunted my understanding, swallowing the popcorn in my mouth.

"Better get dressed quickly, Diva. We gotta meet them there before eight fifteen... It's already seven forty-five." I said, saying each word in syllables, just to make him wait. He groaned loudly and I could hear him walking around in his room. I mentally pictured him walking to his closet to get a belt, then getting dressed.

"Thanks man, I better go then... I'll see you at The Premiere! Josh workin' tonight?"

I shook my head, "Nope, still sick. Talk to you later, peace." I turned my phone off and ate the remaining bits of popcorn from the bowl, I actually didn't like the popcorn at the movie theater that much. Only because there was no chocolate syrup, I didn't eat popcorn without it. Besides, if everything turned out like I wanted it to, Tara and I wouldn't even be thinking of food.

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"Where's my date?" Sara hissed, glaring at me.

"He's running a little late, just wait." I glared back, it wasn't my fault Alex was late but she was blaming it on me. I was worried he forgot but then I remembered our chat on the phone... He wouldn't forget this date. I turned to look at Tara, she seemed lonely. "I like your skirt, Tara." I said, smiling at her.

She looked up at me from the purse in her hands and smiled back. I actually did like her skirt, it wasn't a mini-skirt and it wasn't a really long skirt. It went to just a bit above her knee and it was a pink one, I thought it was nice. "Thanks Drake," she said happily.

I saw in the corner of my eye a familiar red mustang convertible drive towards the parking lot in front of The Premiere. I shook my head and laughed, "Mr. Alexander Vander, has just arrived." That wasn't Alex's car, he actually drove a blue, beat-up truck. The mustang was his brothers, I couldn't believe Tony let him borrow it!

I finally realized that he really did like this Sara girl. He wouldn't risk being beaten up by his brother just to impress any old girl, I looked over at Sara for a moment, looking at her up and down. She wasn't really attractive to me, so I wasn't worried that he'd get mad at me for stealing her, if she came onto me, I'd push her away. Simple as that.

He parked the car carefully and then ran towards us, I noticed he wore the egg shirt, like he said he would. "Hey guys, really sorry I'm late." He said, sighing. Sara walked closer to him and looped her arm around his and flashed him a smile, she whispered something to him but I didn't hear. "Okay, lets go!" He chirped happily, leading us into the theater.

I shook my head and held my arm out for Tara to lace through, she blushed and looped her arm around mine and we followed Mr. Vander and Mrs. Johnson into Cinama 6. I had paid for the tickets because I arrived first, so I handed the man our tickets and he ripped off the part that had to be ripped off, and returned it to me. "Enjoy the show!"

We sat in the back, to have more privacy, and relaxed as the movie started. I sat on the edge of the row, Tara beside me, Sara beside her, and Alex beside her. We were watching And Then There Was One, it was a story about a bunch of strangers who took a plane ride, but then it had to land and one by one they were getting killed. It was sort of a comedy, but I didn't like it.

I stifled my yawn, not wanting to be rude and let loose a loud yawn during a heated conversation between two of the main characters. I looked over at Tara and saw that she was completely absorbed in the movie, I raised a brow and wondered how that was possible... It was so boring!

I ran a hand through the hair in the back of my head and did the Yawn-And-Strech move that everyone did. My arm rested on Tara's left shoulder, when she noticed I heard her hold her breath, I couldn't help but grin. I leaned in closer to her and, for a lack of better words, nuzzled my nose into the crook of her neck.

She turned to face me and placed her hands on either side on my head, thankfully. If she hadn't I would've fallen head-first into her extremely low-cut blouse, she must've borrowed that shirt from Sara. She pulled my head up and gave me a kiss, my natural reaction was to wrap my arms around her and lean forward, but I could do that.

I pulled away briefly to mumble, "Damn arm rest." So there we were, sitting in the back row of the movie theater. Tara relaxing in her chair with her hands on my head and then me, lunged forward with my arms around her shoulders and stomach uncomfortably on the armrest of the chair.

I was starting to get used to my position when I felt light burning in my eyelids and someone prod my side, "Movies over." I opened an eye and glared up at Alex, who had wrapped his arm, possessively around Sara's waist. I pulled away from Tara and nodded, I heard her take in a deep breath and I realized my lungs were empty, I slowly inhaled as well.

"Okay, let's go." When we left the building Alex found out that someone had slashed his tires and the girls didn't have any way of getting home, between Alex's "Tony's going to kill me!" yells I decided to offer the girls a ride home, they aggreed and we walked to my car.

Sara sat in the backseat and Tara sat up front with me. Long story short, I dropped Tara off at her house after a long good night kiss and Sara moved up front to sit with me. Can you say, awkward?

"You like Alex?" I asked, gripping the wheel tightly.

"Yeah, he's really great... Do you like Tara?" In the corner of my eye I saw her inch closer, and I gulped.

"Yes! Yeah... Yeah, I like her." I yelled my response accidentally and it made her shift awkwardly away from me, thankfully. "You know, Alex is crazy about you. You actually had him stressing about what to wear." I forced a laugh as I saw her inch closer again.

"Oh really? Well, that's good I really like him too, I'd hate to loose him." I forced my car to stop abruptly, we both lurched forward a bit and I fidgeted nervously as she leaned forward, placing one hand on my knee and the other on my head, "And I'm sure you'd absolutely hate to see him hurt." I winced as she brushed her lips against my cheek, "I mean... What kind of friend," she kissed my jaw, "Would want to see their," kisses trailed towards my lips, "Best friend, hurt?" She asked, face inches away from mine.

I stared at her in shock, why would she do this? I gave a gulp and opened my mouth to speak and she took that as an opportunity to send me a kiss. I, Drake Parker, was helpless as she took hold of my shirt and my hair, deepening the kiss. When I finally regained my senses I pushed her away, "Sara--"

"Drake, it would be best if you didn't mention this to Alex... Imagine what he'd think," she leaned against her door and placed a finger on her chin, " 'Why would Drake steal my girlfriend? The only girl I've ever really loved! He can't have all of the girls! God, he's so selfish!' " She smiled at me and I gaped at her. I couldn't believe her. "Bye, Drake." She exited the car and began to walk up to the door of her house.

I blinked a few times, watching her walk away before I drove back home. Stunned at what had just happened.


A/N: You have no idea how happy I was when I found out that I had two comments on this story, one on the day after uploading too!
Thank you guys for reading this and reviewing, I really appreciate it and it gives me motivation to write more, really. 8P

Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this story is made-up characters: Alex Vander, Sara Johnson, Tara Davids, and the plot.