Why Scream It's Over

Well, it doesn't look as though I'm too good with geography XD Okay, just imagine that there's an ocean ;) Damn me for being a Brit girl. Well, I hope everyone enjoys even though my knowledge on Nevada is appallingly bad.

Chapter Two

As soon as we got back into the house, Ronnie had opened the alcohol and was handing me a can and picking up the phone to get the pizza in. You see, we weren't like all of the other teenagers that were our age. The others prefer the parties and the nightlife whereas we prefer to have a few drinks in the house, order a pizza and watch movies. Well, I doubt that Ronnie is completely happy with just doing that, but he does it because I do. We're two very different people, but we sacrifice things for each other like good friends should do.

"Right, what time is it?" Ronnie asked as he looked at his watch. "If it's not here in half an hour we get it for free."

"Are you that cheap?" I asked as I gave a chuckle.He raised his eyebrows at me, shaking his head.

"Yeah, I am" He agreed. "Hey, when I'm rich because I knew about all these tricks, you'll be sorry."

"You're not going to end up rich because you got a free pizza" Max laughed. Oh, I was in for quite the night.

So, the pizza wasn't late which put Ronnie in a bit of a bad mood, but I was almost certain that the alcohol would make him happier. The three of us were sitting on the floor in his room, craning our necks, so we could watch the movie he had put on that was about some exorcism. It wasn't that good, but Ronnie liked it, so it was on. That was just one of our many differences. As cheesy as it may sound, I like romance movies and he likes gory horrors. He's creative and I'm logical. He drinks too much and I only like to have a few. It's a wonder why we work so well together when we're complete opposites, but I'm not complaining. I do have the slightest crush on him, but I believed that it would dwindle away in a couple of months and then we could get back to normal with everything.

"Hey, Mon?" Ronnie questioned. "I know that you want to start your own business and everything, but why don't you come on tour with us and sell merch?" I admired the fact that he was so sure that his band would work out, but it always aggravated me when he said this. He just didn't seem to realise that he had the path that he was going to follow and I had mine.

"Ronnie, we've been through this" I groaned. "I want to make a name for myself. I don't just want to be Escape The Fate's merch girl."

"Why, though?" He asked. "You'd look hot all sweaty and shit, behind the table and selling our shirts." My cheeks burned red even though this was just a part of Ronnie's personality. He had said something like this several times in his life and this wasn't going to be the last time he said it.

"Ronnie, don't you think that's a little inappropriate?" I asked as I took a bite out of my pizza, trying my hardest to ignore the stares I was getting off Max.

"No, it's not inappropriate" Ronnie laughed, leaning in a pecking my cheek lightly. Again, this was another thing that Ronnie had done to me several times in my life, yet it still made me blush. "Hey, why are you getting red?"

"Ugh, I'm going to bed" I grumbled. "I've got that exam tomorrow and I want to do well, so I don't have to be your merch girl. Goodnight, guys."

"Goodnight, Monica" Max called, but Ronnie stayed in silence. Maybe my comment about being his merch girl had offended him or maybe my reaction to his kiss had surprised him.

The next morning, I found myself in Ronnie's bed, his arm draped over me. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. Just as I was about to turn over and go back to sleep, I remembered the exam that I had to take today. I woke Ronnie up when I shot out of bed and almost tripped over Max who was laying on the floor passed out from what they had gotten up to last night.

"Hey, where are you going?" Ronnie asked as I ran to where my clothes were that I had worn yesterday as they had now dried. "Monica, what's gotten into you? Jesus, we were only in the same bed" Oh, he thinks that that is what is getting me so worked up. He really is so self-absorbed sometimes.

"Ronnie, I don't care if we were in the same bed" I shrugged. "I sleep in your bed every time I spend the night at yours. I have that exam in half an hour and I don't want to be late for it. Could you drive me?"

"Sure, just get dressed and I'll take you straight down." He answered. "Are you coming back into school after it's done?"

"Yeah, I've got business studies last. If I didn't have that, I probably wouldn't bother going back in" I answered. Yes, I'm pretty obsessed with my business studies lessons.

"Jesus, you could have just said that you were coming back in so you could see me" Max laughed, rubbing sleep from his eyes as he sat up in his makeshift bed.

By the time we had all gotten dressed, it was only ten minutes till my exam started and we had to hurry into the car and break a few speed limits to get there, but what does that even matter when my future was on the line. Ronnie parked up with three minutes to spare.

"Good luck, Mon" He sighed. Max, sitting in the back of the car, leaned forward and patted me gently on the back.

"I hope you do well in this exam even if it does mean that we will probably have to go our separate ways in the future if you pass." Max comforted. He wasn't the best with words, but he still made me feel better.

"Thanks, Max" I sighed. "I'll see you guys in a couple of hours. Bye, guys." They said nothing as I pushed my car door open and followed the cluster of people who were sitting the same exam as me. We walked into the brightly lit hall and looked at each seat to find where ours was. Mine was at the back of the room, right next to a window. At least when I finished I would have a good view to look at.

The papers were soon placed in front of us and we were told to pick up our pens and begin the paper. As soon as I turned to the first page, my heart began to race. This was my future on the line. The first question was easy. It was just on ownership styles and I could answer each question. The others were easy too. They were just about motivation and the last section of the test was supposed to be the hardest, but they just give us questions on finances. It was the easiest exam I had ever taken.

Once the time was up, I hurried from my seat and out the door, desperate to get back to school, so I could share my glory with Max, Ronnie, Monte and Robert. Monte had been the only one who had really understood how much that thing had meant to me and he had been so anxious for me to do well. Oh, I could not wait to tell him about it.

When I was about halfway to the school, a black Mercedes pulled up beside me. I had expected it to be Ronnie who was driving as he would have been looking for an excuse to ditch class, but it was Monte. His blonde hair was swept into his eyes only slightly that flashed a bright green and his smile that he aimed at me was kind.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, clambering into the car and smiling back at him. "You should be in classes, Mr Money. Isn't your Mom going to kill you if you keep skipping?"

"Nah, I ditched, so I could pick you up and who cares if she kills me? Hey, she doesn't even need to know about it if we manage to get back to school on time." He retorted. "I had to hear about how your exam went. It's the only thing you've been talking about for the past month." Everything he was saying was true. This exam had been my main focus in life for a while now. "So, how did it go?"

"Absolutely brilliant" I cheered as he began to drive back to the school. "The questions were ridiculously easy!" He grinned as he drove.

"Well done, Monica" Monte sighed. "It looks like you'll be leaving us before you know it" The enjoyment of probably passing this exam passed as I realised what I would be leaving here.

"Come on, don't be like this" I mumbled. "We'll still see each other. I might not even pass and then I'll end up being your merch girl." He soon pulled up into the parking lot and followed me back into the main building.

"You don't fool me, Monica" He laughed. "You would rather be working in a coffee shop rather than being a merch girl and that's fine. Ronnie just isn't ready to let go of you just yet. He loves you, you know." My cheeks burned again just like last night when Ronnie kissed my cheek. Why did this keep happening!

"What do you mean he loves me?" I asked, hoping to God that he didn't mean what it was sounding like. I may have a crush on Ronnie, but we're not compatible in that way at all.

"You guys are best friends" He shrugged as we walked through the hallways to get to the lunch room that was decked out in trophies that students had won and a few posters about upcoming events that Ronnie had been pestering me to go to even though I was practically a social hermit. "He's always going to love you until the day he dies." A part of me wanted him to love me more than a friend, but it didn't matter if he did or didn't because there was no way we could date.

The hum of the chatter in the cafeteria was deafening to me. The place was crowded, but I easily spot Ronnie, Robert and Max at the table in the far corner. They sat with their iPod's out, reading a magazine with an article in about a new rock band that Max had been banging on about for the past two weeks. When Ronnie saw me approach, he stepped away from his seat and gave a small nod, already realising that I had done well. Something told me that it was the huge smile marking my face that told him. After all, it was pretty hard to miss.

"Did you do well?" He asked.

"Yeah, I killed it" I laughed as he pulled me into his arms.

"Good for you" He whispered in my ear. "I'm proud of you, Mon." His hands gripped tightly on the small of my back as I sighed into his shirt. I really didn't want to leave this guy.

Okay, so the next chapter will take place practically straight after this one and it's when you'll get to see Max and Monica act up a little in class ;') I hope everyone liked this chapter. Thanks for the reviews and please keep them coming XD