So, here's yet another chapter. This for anyone who has read my story so far. I really appreciate it! So, the story picks up now. Love you guys! :D
Chapter 7 – The Party Scene
The next morning I woke up in my new room, a rush of happiness running through me. I had finally become independent! A knock on my door interrupted my happy spell.
"Chris? Are you up? Get ready; I'll drop you off at school!" Gerard shouted through the door.
"Okay, thanks!" I shouted back, before getting dressed and sorting out my hair and make up. As I walked downstairs I could smell coffee. Mmm…Coffee!
"Mornin' sugar! You want some?" he gestured towards the coffee pot.
"Sure, thanks!" he poured me some and I sipped it, savouring the taste.
After sitting in the kitchen for about ten minutes, it was time to go to school. I was seriously not in the mood, but I went anyway. It was Friday, so at least I would get a weekend afterwards.
In the car, Gee and I didn't speak much. We just listened to the radio and drummed our fingers to the beat of the music.
As he pulled up in the parking lot, the cheerleaders all stared at us. I guess they never expected me to pull up in a college guy's car. They probably got the wrong idea…
"Mikey will probably tell you this later, but our friend, Ray, is having a party later. I think you'd like Ray; you've got the same sense of humour. So, are you up for it?" he asked.
"Sure, why not." I smiled.
"Great! I'll pick you up after school so we can go home, grab something to eat, get ready and go." His enthusiasm was pretty strong.
"Awesome! I'll see you later!"
I jumped out of the car and started to walk towards Frank, who was stood alone.
"Was that Gee?" he asked, confused.
"Yeah. I'm his roommate now. Long story…" I couldn't be bothered to explain myself.
"Oh, right. How's that working out for ya?" He winked.
"Don't look at me like that, there's nothing going on!" I said, rolling my eyes playfully.
"Whatever you say! Did he tell you about a party our friend Ray is having tonight?"
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it! I could do with a good party!" I laughed.
"You talking about Ray's piss up tonight?" Mikey had joined us without me realising.
"Yep!" Frank was beaming.
"Well, Chris, I hope you know how to party, because Ray's parties are always awesome!" Mikey grinned. The bell for registration rang and we started to go inside.
"Christie!" someone shouted to me. Oh…Rebecca Cross was running up to me in her cheerleader uniform. What the fuck did she want? She'd only thrown a soda over me two days ago, now she wanted to talk to me? I gestured to Frank and Mikey, telling them to go on in.
"Er…Hi Rebecca…Are you armed with another soda?"
"No, I wanted to ask you who that guy that dropped you off was. Are you seeing him?" she asked. Was she being serious?
"That's Gerard. And no, I'm not seeing him…" I was confused by this point.
"Excellent! Can you give him my number, and tell him to ring me?" she handed me a piece of paper with a number on it.
"Sure…"
"Thanks!" she skipped inside and I was left stood there, shocked. Shaking off what had just happened, I put the paper in my pocket. No doubt she'd throw 73 sodas over me if I didn't give it to him, so I better do as I was told.
At the end of the day, I walked into the parking lot to find Gerard leaning up against the hood of his car, his sunglasses placed over his eyes and his arms folded across his chest. He looked pretty hot…No, stop it Chris.
"Who are you trying to impress?" I asked with a cheeky smirk.
"No one." He was smirking too. I saw Rebecca in the distance, scrutinizing my every move.
"Oh, by the way," I reached into my pocket and handed the piece of paper to him, "I was asked to give this to you, by Rebecca Cross," I gestured to her, and he looked over, "she wanted you to ring her. She thinks you're hot." He laughed and put the paper in his pocket.
"I doubt I'll be needing that!" he turned around and gave her the 'sup' nod, then got into the car. I got in too, laughing to myself as he drove off.
Later that evening, I started to get ready for the party. I decided skinny jeans and a band tee wouldn't cut it, so I rummaged through my wardrobe, picked out a blue and black striped dress and pulled it on. It clung to my figure and actually looked pretty good. I redid my make up and straightened my hair. I didn't have any heals; I just didn't like them, so I wore some black converse instead and tied a black neckerchief around my neck. And last, but not least, I pulled on a cropped black leather jacket.
I felt pretty good!
Gerard
I didn't make much of an effort to look smart. I just changed my tee to a shirt and a leather jacket.
"Come on Chris, we're gonna be late!" I shouted from the bottom of the stairs.
I could hear her leaving her room and coming down the stairs. My eyes followed the sound and my heart skipped a beat when I saw her. She looked…Gorgeous!
"Is the taxi here yet?" she asked, snapping me out of my little trance.
"Er, yeah. You look fantastic by the way!"
"Thanks, let's go!" she grinned.
Was I starting to feel something for her? I'd never felt like this just by looking at a girl before…She was so beautiful! I had been denying it from myself, but I think I was starting to see it now. I liked her. A lot.
We got into the taxi and the ride was silent, but as we turned the last corner, music bared from Ray's house down the road. I smirked, this was typical Ray.
After paying the driver we walked into the house. The party was already in full swing, with rooms packed with people.
Yep, this looked like a Ray Toro party.
Christie
Every room was packed with people dancing, drinking and making out.
"Gerard!" a voice shouted. A tall guy with big curly hair danced towards us.
"Hey Ray! Christie, this is Ray, Ray, Christie," he introduced us.
"Hey. So, Gee, you finally got yourself a girlfriend, huh?" he laughed. Why did everyone think we were dating?
"No, Ray. Christie is my roommate."
"Oh, right. Oops. Anyway…Come on in, and grab a drink!" he turned and walked off.
Gerard got us some beers and we stood at the side of a room full of dancing drunks, just talking and laughing. I noticed a guy at the other side of the room who kept looking over at me. He was pretty hot. His hair was long and dark, falling past his face and sitting on his shoulders. He had a slight stubble, which made him look quite rugged. He came over to us, a smile on his face.
"Hey, I'm Bert. You wanna dance?" he asked. I looked at Gerard, who nodded at me.
"Sure. I'm Christie." I smiled as he took my hand and lead me to the middle of the room. I put my arms around his neck, and he put his hands around my waist as we swayed tot eh music.
We danced through so many songs, I lost count. We talked a lot too. I liked Bert. He was sweet, and pretty funny. I learnt a lot about him in the time we spent dancing.
"Chris, you're such a nice person. I really like you," he said, smiling.
"Thanks, you're pretty cool too." I returned his compliment and his smile. As I did, he brought his hand up to my face, and kissed me.
Hey, kid, you've got
a lot of potential but I think it's time to move up,
so go on and blow us away with your sound;
Now you're everything that we've come to love,
you taught us to move, now we'll show it off,
just drop us the beat...
Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive;
to all the nights that we forgot to get back home.
Stay seventeen, the party scene has got the best of me and you,
we've got to let this go...
Drink up last call before the sunrise sets the scene,
of empty bottles, heavy hearts,
the memories of broken dreams...
We were so tired yet so alive,
wrapped up in lies like sheets of another one night stand,
you know you left the girl with nothing but the
Sunrise through the window pane, where tired eyes will close...
Stay seventeen, the party scene has got the best of me and you,
we've got to let this go...
I know she hopes I choke on this last drink,
drop dead before my influence gets to her head...
She said, "I'll love you forever, or find something better.
It's all just the same as when we sleep together.
We wake up with headaches, and trouble remembering
what went wrong..."
Stay seventeen, the party scene has got the best of me and you,
we've got to let this go...
So, let me know what you think? And isn't it getting exciting? Gerard feels something for CHristie, but she's got her tongue down some other guys' throat! *Theatrical Oohs.*
