Author's Note: I feel like the next chapter to this story is long overdue. I must warn you…it will be short. And I know how to end it, but not how to begin. Oh, wait! Just got an idea! May or may not be a good one, but I kinda like it. Hope you will as well. :D
Disclaimer: Do you know that TV show, Degrassi? I don't own it. And I don't own Glee, either.
Homecomings (Part Seven)
Before I opened my door, I noticed the sounds of the television coming from my room. I looked at my watch. My roommate was supposed to be at work now, so I guessed that he forgot to turn it off before he left. I chuckled. I bet the new Darcy would have screamed at him for doing that. But when I walked inside, there were two people watching the TV.
"Hi, Peter!" Anya greeted from the couch, where she was seated next to Mia.
"What are you two doing here?" I asked suspiciously.
"I wanted to visit you as a surprise, so I dragged Anya over here. But you were out, so your roommate let us in and allowed us to stay here until you got back." Mia explained.
"Is your roommate seeing anyone?" Anya piped up.
"What?"
"Your roommate. Does he have a girlfriend?"
"Umm…no."
"Do you have his number?"
"Anya!" Mia scolded.
"What? He's cute!"
"But what about that hunky Dr. Chris guy you kept gushing about just a few minutes ago? I thought you were waiting for him."
"Yes, but I'm not eighteen yet, and therefore am not in a committed relationship with him. So as of now, I am free to date whomever I wish to…as long as Dr. Chris doesn't find out about it." Anya replied.
"I think Peter's roommate is over eighteen, too." Mia reminded her. Anya's face fell.
"Right…"
"So what are you guys watching?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Glee." Anya answered.
"You mean that show about the misfit high school singing group?"
"Yeah. It's really funny. You should watch it." Mia urged.
"Or…we could play a game." Anya suggested.
"Like what?" Mia questioned.
"Would You Rather!"
"Really?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yeah! It'll be fun!" Anya exclaimed.
"Alright." I sighed and turned off the TV.
"So Anya," Mia started, "Would you rather ride back to your house on a pregnant cow or see a foreign movie with subtitles and share your popcorn with a homeless man?"
"See a movie."
"Why?"
"Cows are too slow and go to the bathroom too much and I like popcorn a lot." Mia and I laughed.
"Peter," Anya began, "would you rather…" she paused, thinking, before lighting up with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "kiss Taylor Swift or Mia?" My eyes widened.
"Umm…" I stalled, pretending to ponder the question. The decision was easy. Mia. I don't know Taylor Swift and her music annoys me. And I have wanted to kiss Mia ever since yesterday. But I couldn't say that now. So I had to come up with a way to avoid doing so. Luckily, a knock on the door saved me from answering, "I'll get that!" I quickly offered.
I walked over to the door, wondering who it could be. When I opened it, I was surprised to see Darcy standing there. But I was even more shocked when I saw the tears rolling down her cheeks and heard her broken, trembling voice.
"Peter, can we talk?"
Author's Note: Would You Rather is so fun. Cliché, I know, but fun. And more interesting than the Truth or Dare game that I was about to use in this chapter. So yeah…you'll find out what Darcy is crying about in the next chapter. Leave your predictions in a review if you want to. :D
