I am extremely sorry I haven't updated. I am also extremely sorry if this chapter doesn't meet up to your expectations. It's just that I already have the ending to the story written out, but I still have to find a way to connect it to what I have so far. And my writing style changes continuously. Sooo…
Read at your own caution.
Recap
"Where are you headed?"
"You didn't quite answer my question, Mr. Chad Dylan Cooper. You're having girl problems, AM I RIGHT?"
She said it more like a demand or an order than a question.
"You should answer my question first. And I said no! I do not have girl problems!"
"Do you, Chad? Do you really?"
Now where have I heard that before?
Chapter 3 (Finally!)
"So who is Sonny Munroe to you? Just a friend then?"
Without thinking, I answered on instinct. How did she know about Sonny?
"Hell, no! We're...we're... I guess we're more than that, but... Wait, wait! It's just... We're just complicated, okay?"
I slid down in my seat as we slowed down at a red light and I huffed.
First, there was silence for a little while. Then -
"So you're saying you do have problems."
"HOLY MUTHER F - "
...
*Ahem*
Excuse me.
The old hag shut me up.
"Shhh... Sh... It's okay..."
She said it to me like how you would say it to a little kid.
Or something like that.
The light turned green. I started the car again, and she kept talking.
"I can help."
At that time, I was still pouting and acting out a temper tantrum.
I grumbled, "How? You don't even know my situation."
I was acting PMS-y, but who could blame me? That woman was driving me crazy.
"Well, I do know that you keep talking to yourself about it inside your head and arguing with yourself inside your head like a crazy person. I know that you have a huge poster of her in your bedroom that you talk to every night to help you sleep. I know that you watch So Random! every week just to see her. I know that you always go out of your way to see her at lunch just to bicker with and make fun of her. I also know that-"
Okay, okay! I get the point already! Shut up! Just friggin' shut up already!
She glared at me and at that point I realized that I had said that out loud.
"- you hid a GPS tracking system in her phone so that you know where she is, what she's doing, and when she's doing it each and every single minute and moment of each day."
Why, if I weren't driving right now and being a safe, responsible driver like Sonny would want me to be... I would... I would... Let's keep this G rated for everyone, why don't we?
...
SO INSTEAD I SAID:
"Okay... When you say it, you make me sound like a stalker."
She rolled her eyes and gave me this look that so obviously said, 'That's because you are a stalker'.
"Look, just... Here. Take a look at what I have here."
She had pulled out a blue vial of something. It was, well, blue, and it sparkled when it caught the yellow light.
Which reminded me we were still driving. I hit the brakes just in time before I could hit the other car. I was honked. I felt extremely offended. However, at that time, I was mesmerized by the sparkly blue liquid that looked like the silly putty that I used to play with when I was young and -
"Look, I'm not really going to go to all the trouble of explaining what this is, but this," She shook the vial in her hand in front of my face, "will help you with your problem."
I nodded, captivated and curious.
"I know! It's a magical love potion that I have to make Sonny drink so she'll fall madly in love with me so we'll live happily ever after and have -"
"...You're actually right," she stared at me with wide eyes. "It'll last maybe about... 7 hours. That's all the time you have. By then, you'll have to kiss her to make the affects permanent."
Okay, guys, I'm going to stop storytime for a moment here.
When I heard this, I was literally in shock. I'd just been kidding. I sat there for what felt like 5 minutes, and didn't move until I was honked, yet again, (by the same car, I might add) and stepped on the gas pedal. I didn't even think.
Who is this crazy witch woman? Would the potion actually work? Is this a scam? Do ladybugs pee? Why do dogs hate cats?
...
Noooo. I wasn't thinking AT ALL.
Kiss Sonny? I always dream about it, and I would love for it to happen, but... I never actually thought about doing it in real life. Sonny would probably kill me, and I do mean literally. I would like to be the one to initiate it, but then, I would get killed and beat up, and I do not want that. On the other hand, it would be so worth it. Just thinking of pressing her soft lips to mine, them moving together in perfect harmony, me...her...
Okay, now I'm just talking crazy and sappy. Then again, just the thought of Sonny's lips brings me back to the same subject over and over again. The thought and the dreams I mentioned before are also usually the causes of my cold showers in the middle of the day, or the middle of the night…
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I beg of you, all of you out there reading this story right now, please forget what I just said. Put it out of your head. Burn it. Cut the memory out of your brain and eat it raw. I don't care. JUST FORGET IT.
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Back to the story, please.
(And I still don't know where she's supposed to be headed.)
Haha, yeah, that's all you'll get from me for now. I'm really sorry if this chapter wasn't what you were expecting. But, if I hadn't been feeling nostalgic and decided to reread the reviews for this story over again, I wouldn't have had the initiative to actually finish this chapter.
And, your reviews really make me feel happy, so thanks. :)
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