Blast From The Past
Author's Note: Next chapter's up! Yay! I have more time to write now that school's out. Sorry it took a couple of days for this to show up. I tried uploading it at least 100 times yesterday, and it refused to let me upload it! Also, one thing I noticed while I was waiting for it to accept this chapter was that I've gotten a lot of hits and views for this story, but no one reviews! If you read my story, please take the time to review it! Thanks! Anyway, thanks for the reviews:
Bull Shark: I know, I know. But I couldn't think of anything else that would convince her that he was John. Remember, I lost the first copy of that chapter, which had a lost more questioning and was a lot longer. I tried to remember everything in it, but my memory's just not that good. Anyway, I hope that you like this chapter!
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Chapter 3: Meeting Andy and Allison
As they pulled up to an apartment complex, Claire turned to him and said, "Are you ready?"
John shrugged. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
When he got out of the car, John asked, "Where are we?"
"Oh! Um…Andrew and Allison live here." Claire said, surprised that he didn't know. Then she remembered that he wasn't from this time.
"You're fucking kidding me! Sporto and the Basket case live here? How did they wind up here? I mean, I would have thought that they would have a fucking fancy schmancy house like yours…I mean, ours…I mean…hell, I don't know what I mean! I'm confused!" John said, frustrated.
"Look, do you wanna go see them or not?" Claire said, sounding a little exasperated.
"Fine, fine. Let's go. I wanna see what their life is like." John said, walking towards the building.
Claire laughed. "Do you even know which one is theirs?"
John stopped. "Good point."
"You might need some help finding it, then." Claire said, laughing. She grabbed his hand and pulled him after her. "C'mon!"
He yanked his hand away. "Hey, I can fucking walk by myself!" he said, walking next to her.
She just looked at him and led the way.
5 minutes later…
They stopped at the door to apartment number 929. Claire knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it.
They heard a voice from inside call, "Coming!"
The door opened up and John was shocked to see a beautiful brunette with long brown hair open the door. She was wearing a red dress, with matching sandals.
"Can I help you?" the woman said, looking at both of them.
"Oh my God! Allison, is that you?" Claire said, shocked.
"Claire?" Allison said, shocked, and then smiling.
Claire hugged her and said, "I haven't seen you in so long! Can I come in? You know, catch up on our lives?"
Allison said, "Sure." Looking behind Claire, she said, "And who is this?"
"Oh! This is John Bender. From high school." Claire said, feeling weird introducing them.
"Come on in." Allison said, opening the door even more.
As he walked in, John took in the surroundings. There were paintings, both black and white and colored, and there was a colorful rug on the floor. There was a wide screen TV in one corner, and a computer in another. A little girl ran out of one of the rooms and said, "Mommy! Mommy! Who's this?"
"Oh, Lisa, honey, this is Claire, and John. They're friends of mine. Why don't you go play in your room right now?" Allison said, smiling.
Before she ran to her room, John got a good look at her. She had dirty blonde hair, and brown eyes. She looked to be about 5 years old.
Just then, Andrew walked in. "Hey, Allison. Who's this?" he asked, smiled.
Allison said, "Andrew, you remember John and Claire."
"Hey, Sporto! How're you doing?" John said, standing up and doing that weird clap hug thing that guys always do.
"Good to see you, man. Good to see you." Andrew said, sitting down. Then he got a good look at John.
"Hey, man, why do you look like you did in high school?" he asked, smiling.
"You know, I was just wondering that myself." Allison said, looking at him.
"Well, you know, it's a long story…" John said, sighing.
"Hey, we've got time, John." Allison said, smiling at him.
"Well, here's the scoop. I was driving to Claire's house in 1985, and I got into a car accident. I was in a coma, and the next thing you know, I'm here in 1998. I honestly have no fucking idea how I got here. For all I know, I could still be in a coma and this is just a dream!" John said, sighing again.
"Hey, watch the language! We've got a 5-year-old here! I really don't want her to be saying those words until she's a lot older. Like, maybe in high school." Andy said, slightly unnerved.
"Sorry, sorry. I'll try to refrain from swearing around you guys. But, while I was here, I figured that I'd come see you guys and see what life is like now. Life is pretty good for you guys now, huh?" John said, almost all in one breath.
"Yeah. I work at home, and Andy here coaches wrestling over at the high school." Allison said, smiling.
"Oh, are those your paintings on the wall, Allison?" Claire asked, smiling happily. She was surprised. She hadn't been this happy for at least 10 years.
"Yep. Every one of them." Allison said, beaming with pride.
"They're really nice, Allison." John said, honestly.
"Thanks. How's life for you guys?" she asked.
"Well, John's is really short tempered. And…he's been cheating on me. But, on the plus side, we're getting a divorce. So, that's good." Claire said.
Then she noticed the look on John's face. "John, promise me that if and when you ever get back to 1985, you won't turn out like you are now."
"Claire, I promise you. I won't let that happen. I don't know what made me turn out the way I did, but it won't happen." He said, seriously. Then he smiled. "Hey, I wanna see what Big Bri's up to now. Do you mind if we go visit him?" he asked.
"Um, sure. Hey, do you guys want to go with us?" Claire asked.
"Sure. Do you guys mind if we bring Lisa with us? We kind of can't get a baby-sitter since this is such short notice." Andy said, looking at Claire.
"Well, I certainly don't mind. C'mon, let's go!" She said, standing up.
"Hey, have you guys talked to Big Bri lately?" John asked.
"Yeah, just last week. He sounded kind of depressed." Allison said.
John stopped walking. "Depressed? Big Bri? I thought he'd be over that now. What's he got to be depressed about now?"
"Well, his girlfriend of two years just broke up with him. I don't know the whole story. You'd have to ask him about it." Andy said.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Claire said, leading them out to the car.
TBC…
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