This Time Around Chapter 10: Sorry, a my so called life fanfic

Here you guys go, hope you enjoy. Pleae R&R

Jordan and his band made their way up to the stage. His heart was racing. Not because of the show, but because of her, Angela. She looked fantastic, and sexy as hell. The picture in the book did not do her justice. It didn't capture her beauty, or her grace, or the confidence she had now. Confidence she didn't have when he knew her. He was picking up his guitar, doing his best to get her out of his head so he could perform, but it wasn't an easy task, especially since he knew she was out there in the crowd. Being up on stage made it very difficult to pick out a singular face. He had to scan the crowd a few times to find her, and when he seen her looking at him he looked away and he went up to the mic.

"You guys enjoyed the night so far?" The club grew loud with cheers. Jordan looked around to see if his other band mates were ready to start, and they all nodded saying they were. The band went straight into the first song, and Jordan just let go of all thoughts except the music.

Angela stood where she was, her feet frozen to the floor. She wanted to go running out of there, and she wanted to stay. She studied him. Ten years had done nothing to change him. He still had a way about him that just drew her in. He was still perfect, still sexy, still Jordan. He walked up onto the stage and Angela knew she would need a few more drinks before the night was over.

I hope he didn't see me. He probably didn't. There are to many people in here, he wouldn't see me.

Angela kept repeating in her head. She looked over at Rickie, who just stood there waiting for her reaction. She didn't move.

"Hey Angela, you wanna go? Come on, let's find Rayanne and we'll go somewhere else."

Angela hesitated before answering. Everyday for the last ten years she had thought about him. And now here he was. It frightened her. She decieded that it was enough. She was not going to stop having a good time just because he was there. She wasn't going to turn back into the naive teenage she once was. As long as she didn't go near him she would be safe. But just becasue she didn't go near him didn't mean she couldn't hear him, and her heart ached. His voice was so sweet and addictive.

"No Rickie, it's fine. It's a big place, lots of people, he probably doesn't know I'm here. Let's keep it that way."

Rayanne make her way over to Angela who was getting another drink from the bar. She walked cautiosly to the other woman and waited for the pain she knew would come. But there was none. Only a question.

"You did this on purpose didn't you?

"Yes."

"Why?"

"So you could have closure Angela."

"I don't need closure."

"No? You need answers. You deserve them. And tonight I'm hoping you can get them. I didn't do it to be malicious. I did it so you would be able to move on. Now lets make Catalano realize what he missed."

They both laughed. Rickie came in to join them once he knew for sure that it wouldn't be World War 3. It was not lost on Angela that the guy she had been talking to earlier, Scotty, was up playing guitar right next to Jordan.

The band had played a few songs and despite the person who was singing Angela was having a blast. She was pretty drunk by this point and was chatting with every cute guy that came her way. She even danced with Rickie a few times. She was doing the best she could not to stare at Jordan, but every now and then she caught herself watching him. How his hand played the guitar, and how he would close his eyes when he sang. The band was good, it did not surprise her that so many people had come out to see them. The music had stopped and Angela looked up to see why, and she saw a pair of crystal blue eyes looking back at her. She felt like a deer caught in headlights. Her mind was blank.

Jordan was the first to break eye contact. He gave a little smile. He had seen the way she had looked at him, with shock and hatred, and something else he couldn't put his finger on. He turned to band and whispered something, they nodded in agreement. He was nervous as he turned back to the mic and spoke into it.

"So I read this book the other day."

Angela looked at Rickie then at Rayanne. She had a pretty good idea what book he was talking about and she was a little embarressed. He was the last person she had expected to read it. Rayanne was grinning from ear to ear. She was very curious as to what would happen next, and she was getting antsy.

"So I guess Catalano can read." Rayanne said laughing. "Angela, I think he read your book." Angela was turning a light shade of red. She waited for him to continue.

"It was about some asshole who had this really great chick, then bailed without telling her why." He smiled.

Angela was about five seconds away from walking up to the stage and decking his arrogant ass. How dare he. Making a joke out of it. I cannot believe him.

He continued. "I wrote this song after reading it. This is for Angela, I hope you like it." He was scared shitless.

Angela waited for the band to start up. She could not believe he had just done that, or that he had written a song, for her, after all this time. Rayanne and Rickie looked at her, amazement on their faces, but Angela didn't say a word. She just waited to hear what he wrote. She didn't want to, but she felt she needed to. The band began playing, and Jordan began to sing.

Oh I had a lot to say
Was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren't the same
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry your blue
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby the way you make my world go 'round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

This time I think I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
We get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

Every single day I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right
Oh yeah Sorry!

Angela was speechless. She had tears streaming down her face and she had to get out of there. Without saying a word to her friends she ran out the door.

Jordan, finished with the song seen her leave. He didn the only thing he could think of. He jumped off the stage and ran after her.

The song the band played is Sorry by Buckcherry. I thought it fit well, if you haven't heard it check it out.