So here's chappie numero tres.
It was kinda hard to write,
But I'm gonna keep with this story, unlike some others.
I hope you all like it,
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Chapter 3
The next thing I knew I was being shaken awake. I groaned.
I must've cried myself to sleep, I thought. But, who's shaking me? I pried my eyes open to check. It was Randy. I should've known. Randy was the only other one who could get in here. I quickly sat up.
"Kristene…" There were tears streaming down his cheeks.
I stood and wrapped my arms around him, burying my head in his chest.
"Randy…" I sobbed, "Why do you have to leave?" my voice was muffled by his chest.
I felt Randy's chin rest on my head, and he started to run his fingers through my hair. He started mumbling, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. Suddenly he pulled my head away from his chest and wiped away the tears streaming down my face. I looked down, not wanting to burst into tears again.
"Hey." He said, taking my chin in his fingers and lifting it up so I was forced to stare him straight in the eyes. Those vibrant green eyes. "Look at me." He stroked my cheek with his thumb. "Don't cry. Please, just don't cry." He said softly, pulling me back into him.
We stood there for a while, not moving, not saying anything. Just silently crying.
Suddenly, I pushed away from him. "So when are you leaving?" I asked. When he hesitated, I spoke. "C'mon, spit it out!"
"Next… Next Thursday." He finally managed.
"Then it's settled." I smirked. "We're ditching on Wednesday."
He laughed. "Why Wednesday?"
"Because Thursday you'll need to clean out your locker and get your transfer papers and stuff." I grasped his hand. "And say goodbye to everyone else." I paused. "Where are you moving to anyways?"
He sighed. "Florida."
"Hm," I nodded, "I think I could survive there."
"What do you mean?" He said, confused.
"I'll be eighteen on Tuesday." I smirked. "I'll drive down with you. We'll take your car."
His face lit up. "You're coming with?"
I laughed, "Yes Randy. I'm coming with."
Randy locked eyes with me. A moment passed. He was going to kiss me, I could feel it.
"Randy! Do you wanna play dolls?" A whiny voice piped up out of nowhere.
"Angelica!" He groaned. "How did you get in here?"
She put her hands on her hips. "It's not that hard." She said sassily, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "There's an entrance from my room too." She leaned forward on the word 'my', emphasizing it all the more.
Randy and I just stared blankly at her.
Angie crossed her arms and glared back at us. I was amazed at how much of a snob/prep she had become at only eleven years old.
She reminded me of Krystal, the snob who, for all for years of high school, had been trying to steal away Randy and Cole. Once she had almost succeeded, but had ruined it when she slipped her thong into Cole's pocket. He was so disgusted that he cussed her out and left. He burned the thong; the fire had been beautiful.
"Hello!" Angela's voice pulled me from my flashback. My head snapped in her direction. "Are you even listening to me?" She squeaked, taking a step forward.
I released myself from Randy and walked to her, squatting and putting my hands on her shoulders. "Angie," I said, looking up, "what's wrong?"
She turned away, and I motioned for Randy to leave. When he had exited, , I spoke to Angelica's back. "C'mon Angie, what's up?"
"You were gonna kiss him." She said, pout heavy in her voice.
"No I wasn't." I knew this was true. He had been going to kiss me. I would've turned away. I didn't feel like I could kiss Randy. Not that I had anything against him, its just… he's Randy for crying out loud!
"Yes. You were."
I put my hand on her shoulder and turned her to me. "Angela, you know I would never kiss your brother without permission from you." I paused, "I… I asked you last time didn't I?" I cringed, thinking of last time. It hadn't been good. It had been freshman year. When I had snapped and left. I shuddered, "Thanks for that, by the way."
"Thanks for what?" She was thoroughly confused.
"For not letting me… you know."
She smirked, "I was eight. And even then I knew what was gonna happen."
I chuckled uneasily. "Yeah…"
She held up her thumb and index finger, about an inch apart, "You were this close to-"
I held up a hand, stopping her. "Can we not talk about what I almost did?" I asked, it's not very easy for me to say."
She nodded. What I hadn't said, was that I still got uneasy every time I heard someone talking about people sleeping with each other… to put it nicely. But I didn't know if Angelica could handle that yet. So I kept quiet.
"I…" She paused, unsure, "I heard you say you were coming with us." She rushed out in one breath, drawing in another one afterwards.
I looked down and sighed, "Yes Angelica, I am."
She squealed, grabbing my hands and jumping up and down. I was shocked, that I wasn't expecting.
"Ohmygosh. Ican'tbeleiveyou'reactuallycoming!" She drew in a deep breath, "It'sgonnabesomuchfun! You'llbelikemy… sister!"
I laughed, "Yeah Angie, it'll be great."
"Ohmygosh you have no idea." She stopped jumping. "I guess I should go finish packing." She grinned. "I'll see you later!" She turned, and I drew something out of my pocket.
"Bye Angelica." I said, smirking. She hated it when someone called her by her full name.
She glanced back at me, a steely look in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by a look of pure joy when she saw what was in my hand for her.
"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" She yelled, running up to me. "Wheredidyougetthese?" She squealed, grabbing them out of my hand and jumping up and down. Again. "This concert has been sold out for like… months! And I've never seen Stacey Reef in concert in my whole life!" She threw her arms around me. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"
I chuckled, prying her arms off me. "I thought you deserved something special with your friends before you left." I said, "You don't need to know how I got them." I winked at her, "Now go finish packing." I said laughing.
"Bye Kristene!" She yelled, scampering out.
"Bye Angie."
I exited the little room and, what a surprise, Randy was waiting for me.
"How'd it go?" Was the first thing he said.
"Actually," I paused, thinking. "It went pretty well."
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