Chapter 8: Why Is My Life So Cliché?
Ending: Everyone Lives, +Josh
Rated T
Synopsis: Life will go on… friends remain… All 8 friends kept in touch, they try to move on, they try to find comfort in each other's company. Through these teenage years, they will experience drama, happiness, love, mystery, and many more…. New relationships will be formed, fights shall happen, jealousy will come…All this is to be discovered after Dawn.
A/N: What's up, what's up, my people! So, this is the next chapter of Renewed, ready? Oh and yeah, you guys remember Nathan right? 'Cause he's really important to this story's plot… I hope you guys will enjoy this… please follow, favorite, and review, it means a lot to this girl… note, that there would be a lot of incorporation/references about movies… and, the courses for the characters are really the courses they have in the game, believe me, I checked... SEE YAAA!
Mike's P.O.V. (3)
Me and Jess were able to wake up early (as always), to not be late (as always too)…
It would be me, Sam, Matt, and Ash's first time to go back to college ever since that… Em, Jess, and Chris started 2 or 3 days ago, because they call themselves the "responsible ones"… Em and Chris could be responsible, but I really doubt that Jess would care about her studies, like really doubt…
Once I parked the car… we started to walk toward the doors, as I rest my hand on her shoulder, while the other reaching for my IPod and earphones…
"Do you know that you and Matt have the same course?" Jess says, before I put on the earphones…
"Well, yeah… so? It doesn't mean we have the same class and schedule" I scorn… True enough, I want to be the President of the United States, believe me… but I don't exactly think that there would be a course for Presidency… so I picked Business Management and Economics, but I won't let my dream slide…
I'm actually surprised that he chose business as his course, even if he wants to be a professional football player, I don't exactly think there's a course for that…
"F*ck no! Are you serious?" I complain… he's the least person I want to be with…
"Oh, I'm serious, he told me" she laughs… I just released a shrug and a long sigh as I put the earphones in my ears…"Right Round" by Flo Rida ft. Kesha started playing, I actually like the song… Before I knew it, I was already singing and rapping along with it, Jess joined me, I gotta say, she has a very pretty voice…
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
Hey!
Walk out the house with my swagger
Hop in the whip, yo, I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I look at my Cartier, out of control
Just like my mind where I'm going
No women, no shorties, no nothing my clothes
No stomping on my Perreli's on froze
Unlike my jewelry that's always on cold
I know the storm is coming
My pockets keep telling me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies it's on and poppin' tonight cause it's meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cause we balling this platinum Patron every hour
Look momma I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you the truth with all that goody sour
GO!
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be found
It's going down down
From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be found
It's going down down
Hey!
Shorty must know I'm the man
My money love her like a number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans, my Benjamin Franklin's
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands, my paper planes making her dance
Get dirty on like the spot on my hand
We building castles that made out of sand
She's amazin', her fire blazin', hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a little closer
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage, that body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is waving at me like dammit I told ya
You want a show like a gun out a holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be ya chauffeur
Cause..
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
I'm spending my money (Aye!)
I'm out of control (Aye!)
Somebody help me
She's taking my bank roll
But I'm king of the club (Aye!)
And I'm wearing the crown
Poppin' these bottles
Touching these models
Watching they asses go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
Once the song finished, we were already walking along the halls… It's a very big place, no kidding, lucky all of us were able to pass, even if I don't know how…
Apparently, all of us have the same schedule 8 am to 4 pm… well, recently…. Matt, Em, and Chris had the afternoon to night sched before, but I guess they changed schedule… I don't really care though…
It was already 7:38… I kissed Jess goodbye and we both walked separate paths to our classes…
I sat down at one of the closest seats at the elevated set of tables and chairs… I was fairly early…with still about 20 minutes… I continued listening to my tunes to kill the time… It was already 7:56 when our professor stepped in and greeted us with his usual hoarse and serious accent… he was about in his early 50's or something…
There was no sign of Matt… I let out a deep and relieved sigh, I wasn't scared of him, if you're wondering, and why would I be? I was literally better than him; we just never gotten along… ever since our girlfriend change thing; when I broke up with Emily and hooked up with Jess, then he joined in the picture… yeah, we weren't really on good terms after that, counting our muscle flexing at the lodge…
"Sorry I'm late, sir…" The familiar voice made me clench my fist and closed my eyes; I looked around seeing that there were no available seats left, but beside me… F*ck…. I curse to myself, why is this so cliché? Of course he would sit beside me because the world works like that…
"Ah, yes… Mr. Fisher, don't worry, just make sure you wouldn't do it again-"He says in a friendly voice… did I hear that right? Because Mr. Parker was never friendly, I can't call it favoritism because he was never like this to Matt before, not to any of us… ever since what happened at the mountain, he became nice to all of us, for some creepy reason, all of us were suspecting that; even if most of us just came back today, he wouldn't stop texting us or emailing us… it was really weird though, because his questions were out of the bloom…
"- Just take a seat next to Mr. Munroe…" Sh*t
Matt just nodded without even caring, he paced to the stairs and took the seat next to me, it was really awkward, we didn't stare at each other during the whole class, which was really hard since the class was for hours… Once the bell rang… it was already our break…
"Don't forget to do an advance reading for the new concept… class dismissed!" Thank god… after my break I will have my Economics class, which is a good thing considering that Matt's classes for the whole day would be Business Management and no Economics for today…
Before I could stand up… Matt started to say something to me…
"Hey, can we talk?" Oh no…
Josh's P.O.V. (5)
I don't want to care of what the others think of me anymore, I want to learn how to be strong, because I know that I'm not… I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, I have psychosis, I pranked my goddamn friends, I left my sisters to die while I was drunk, I don't know how to be a f*cking normal person! Even almost all my friends are scared of me, because I can't think straight! My parents never understood me, no one does, so how the f*ck would they expect me to be fine? I'm f*cking 20 years old and I think I made almost every goddamn sin and offense there is… How can I make others trust and believe in me if I can't even f*cking do it to myself?
It's already 11:01 am and I am still sitting here in this couch when I should be in Harvard, studying with the friends I think I lost… I don't fall for their sh*t, it's really evident that they are very shaky, nervous, and frightened when around me…
I can't seem to focus in what I was watching, I was watching some YouTube videos on my laptop, that, if I was a smart parent, wouldn't allow my f*cked up son to have…
And get this; they still gave me freedom to use my car… I mean that's fine, but don't they think I'm not really, how would I say this? Stable….
I don't exactly think that my parents understand 'psychotic = Joshua Washington'… Because by the looks of it, they're letting me act like a normal teenager, 'oh, let's get wasted, let's get laid tonight, c'mon, let's party tonight, we'll drive all over Vegas, we'll cover the White House with toilet paper 'cause we're normal teens!'
I don't want to be mean but… why does Sam always act like she's fine to be around me? Because I don't know if she's just pretending, or tooooo dumb to trust and to hang-out with a psycho… like even from the start, when we were kids, she would always hang-out with me even if she knows for a fact that I'm completely f*cked up… I'm flattered, Samantha, but if you were thinking properly, you wouldn't exactly be close friends and trust a psychotic teenager… just saying
And for my buddy Christopher, I was surprised he actually forgave me that quick, if he wasn't head over heels for Ash, I would think he's either homosexual or gay… because even if we were best friends, he's oddly forgiving… but I don't actually know…
I can't exactly enjoy the fact that I'm alive and safe, 'cause I'm dead mentally, emotionally, and socially… So there wasn't really any difference… I don't think I'll be able to change… and that "Life Goes On", "Move On", "We Can Forgive but We Can't Forget", and "Let Bygones Be Bygones", those are just sh*tty fallacies that we try to believe… like seriously… move on? Only a few people could do that, probably Sam and Chris…
I snapped out from my mental illusion state or whatever the hell that was, once I heard the intro of that "Dora the Explorer" sh*t…. that song made me watch a ton of different stuff to get my mind off it… and it's playing right now, real mature, Josh…
I muted the television and focused once more to the video I was watching the new song of Taylor Swift, "Shake It Off"…. I really hope that would work Taylor, but I don't think problems work that way…
I swear that if this song gives me LSS, I'm gonna lose my mind; I already did that before so maybe it will be literally…
I just sat there watching videos all day, and then I visited Facebook… I scrolled down my friends list and I saw Sam's username and picture… I clicked on her name and I sighted a lot of pictures of her and I… It made me smile, I don't know why… I don't even know what I think of her, a friend or something more… not that it matters, she was never really into me, and she was never actually in to anyone, like no one at all… I don't know why I have this connection with her… I think she feels it to…but again, I'm f*cked up, so it could only be my stupid brain talking...
I just keep looking at all our memories as a group… all people from our school noticed that we were the ultimate clique… a lover-boy, a jock, a nerdy goofball, a protector, a hottie, a smart b*tch, a good girl, a leader… even if we would count Hannah and Beth we were still the ultimate group… Now that I realize it, I was really close to Matt, Em, Jess, Ash, and Mike before… since I was already close to Sam and Chris; it was surprising that I was actually close to the others before everything that happened… so this is what happens when hatred and revenge enters our lives, we forget our good times with our loved ones… huh? Must be some weird crap...
I then received a text from Sam…
Sam: Hey, can we hang-out tonight? I can't seem to focus at my dorm because of the sound of my neighbor continuously having parties every night, and I have a paper to do
Without a second thought, I replied immediately…
Me: Of course! I would be honored to hang-out with Samantha
Okay… why the hell did I say that?
Sam: You're a real charmer aren't you? Alright, weirdo… see you in 4:30
I just smiled at her reply…well, out of all the bad things i said about her awhile back, the good thing about Sam is that she would not treat you differently if you were sick or something, she'll act like the same fun to be with Samantha…
Jess's P.O.V. (3)
It was my first day at this new city, we moved here just 2 weeks ago and it's the first day of my Freshman Year at this new High School… I can't wait to meet everyone… I hope I could fit in with the people here, I can't believe that I was able to enter this school… I just-
"What the hell?" I say as I feel myself crash down the concrete floor… my books and papers scattered around me… I can't see who bumped into me
"I'm so sorry…" I hear the male voice say as he offered me his hand… I then looked up at him, he was an absolute hottie! He had that grin on his face, he stared at me with his brown eyes, and I saw his bisque complexion and his dark brown hair… I took it and started collecting my stuff scattered on the floor, he helped me in doing so… while I was getting one of my books, and we overlapped our hands… I met his eyes again… It's my first day and I'm already head over heels for a guy, what a first impression…
He took the book and gave it to me…
"Hi…" He said looking into my eyes as we stand up…
"Hi…" I greeted back at him with a delightful smile on my face…
"You new here? Haven't seen you around before…" He said in a majestic tone…
"Yeah, I'm new here…" I answered him, I don't know why I feel nervous, and I was never distracted by a guy…
"Nice to meet you, uh..." He says, and then I cut him off by telling my name…
"Jessica… Jessica Martin, but you could call me Jess" I respond, while we shake hands…
"You're Jessica Martin? We have the same class; I'm supposed to show you around… I'm Michael Munroe, or you could just call me, Mike…" He says surprised, we just kept having eye-contact with each other…
"Oh really? That's great, I really need to learn more about this place, I always wanted to study here, so much new experiences…" I say excitedly to him…
"I like your enthusiasm, Jess… C'mon, I'll show you around…" He places his hand at my back, for a minute there I thought that I just froze in place, but I waked along with him, smiling… I stared at him… He was wearing a brown leather jacket, a gray shirt, some blue maong jeans, and a pair of Nike rubber shoes… he was super-hot…
He showed me around campus and started telling me funny and true facts about the school… As I talked along with him, I noticed he was a decent guy to be with… We started talking and sharing stuff about ourselves, and we developed a fast friendship…
"That must be super cool! I wish I was able to do that… Hey, do you know anyone here, 'cause you could hang-out with me and my buddies if you want?" He said to me, with hopefulness in his eyes…
"That would be awesome… thanks, but if it's not okay with them, it'll be fine…" I say ecstatically and nervously, what if they don't like me? What if they thought I was being sl*tty to Mike?
"Don't worry, our group is very… open, they'll be excited to meet you" Somehow his voice was reassuring, like I didn't need to be worried or insecure…
"Thanks…" I gave him a smile, which he returned me with a bigger grin…
"So, here's our classroom, you'll fit in perfectly… and if you need any help with anything, just tell me, it's my job as a class president and a friend" He led me to the door… usually I would feel awkward since I was new, but since I'm with someone I could call my friend, I didn't need to worry…
"Ms. Martin…" I hear Mike's voice, as I look at him…
"Ms. Martin…" he repeats again…
"Ms. Martin…" His voice was morphing into an adult female tone…
"Ms. Martin!" The female voice shouts at me…
"What? Oh my gosh… sorry Miss, it wouldn't happen again…" Now that I realize it, I was having another day dream of how I met Mike and how our relationship increased from friends to something more…
I was having class, and I wasn't listening… again, how would I get my grades high, if every now and then, I'm thinking of Mike?
"Hmmm… That's what you said before Ms. Martin, if you wouldn't make an effort… I don't think you're meant for this school, child…" She says in her usual bored tone…
"No, it won't happen again…" I say, while shaking my head…
"I'll let this slide, just because you're beautiful and know the mechanics of modeling… Okay? And if this continues… I need to tell Mr. Munroe that his being a very bad influence on you…" She explains to me… ever since that night, I couldn't stop thinking about him and how he came back for me… Knowing Mike, he never actually did that to anybody but me…
"Yes Miss…" I say in a sad tone… is he becoming a bad influence on my education?
"Okay, let's continue…" Now I'm going to listen and understand to her attentively, this will be my future, and I can't ruin it just because of a guy…
I listened attentively and participated as much as I can at this class… and once the bell rang and class was dismissed, I quickly stood up and approach my professor…
"Professor, may I just ask, what may I do to improve my skills?" I ask in a very respectful tone…
"Darling, you are already a great model, you know you're passion… you just need to learn to focus, Michael cannot offer you a career, so please try to understand that lessen your adoration for Mr. Munroe, I know he's your boyfriend, but please just focus on your studies, don't waste it Ms. Martin… you are very talented…" Her words struck me… I love Mike so much, but I still need to focus…
"Yes Ms. Jones" I nod and exited the room… with all my strength I try to think of other stuff… like, how I beat Ashley once again at our bet…
But, I can't seem to not love Mike… that was never my plan…
What Should I Do?
I know not many are Mike and Jess shippers, I personally am not a shipper, but I like their chemistry in the game, and I thought this may fit the picture… what do you guys think, will she eventually break up with Mike or try to stay strong and learn that she really loves Mike to let him go? I actually don't know what I would decide, because I'm really thinking about how the Butterfly Effect will change with that certain choice… if you want, you could give your opinion by reviewing… but I'm not going to do the how many votes thing… Sorry if you guys wanted that idea…
I know I'm not that good in mystery stuff, so, do you have any idea of what Mr. Parker is on about? And, I'm not too good with suspense, so since I cut the story just as Mike and Matt were going to talk, I don't even know if that is suspenseful! XD
So, I hope you enjoyed it…. This is also the first chapter where Sam doesn't have a point of view *gasps*… well, I thought that I needed to add more about the other characters….Oh and yeah, the numbers in the parentheses after the "P.O.V." part, signifies how many point of view's this character already has, and Sam has the most, that's why I turned it down a notch… Hope you enjoyed it!
~Dream
