Okay, here's the next one. I know my timelines are screwy, and Perry's birth year is unknown to me. I made his birthday March 27, because that's mine and I got lazy. Three POV's in this. Not hard to guess.
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"I can't believe this. I'm actually turning 45."
"It's okay Per Per, I still love you! Okay, Now remember when we get to the bar, try to say hello to everyone. They're all here for you."
I only responded with an audible grunt from behind my teeth. It was impossible that people actually cared about me. Well, I had my Newbie, and Carla would probably be there. And she would pull her bald husband along. And no doubt Barbie would be there, still hoping to connect with me as colleagues. And Bob would be there just to rub my age in my face. Who knows, Janitor could even be there. I know that we are friends; we've talked in the cafeteria a few times and chatted in the hall. Huh, turns out there are a LOT of people that care about me. It's funny though, because I always feel so alone.
"Hey Newbie?
"Yeah Perry?"
"You can-"
"I CAN TELL THEM!!"
"Wha- I- how did you know I was going to say that?"
"I knew you were going to let me. I also knew that you liked me begging you."
"True. So when are ya spillin' the beans?"
"Hmm, probably after everyone gets there. In an hour?"
I rolled my eyes trying very hard to make it look like JD was acting like a girl, planning everything out. However, I couldn't help the feeling of wanting to go in there, lay it out on the table, and get on with the night. As we approached the bar, I wondered what people would think seeing the two of us strolling in together, holding hands. I squeezed JD's hand giving him a quick warning, quickly pushed him through the door and quietly whispered, "Be there in a sec. Love ya."
I stood outside the door for about ten minutes, because I re-he-heally didn't want people to guess. I wanted to tell them. I still don't know why, I just don't want to hide anymore. I mean it's been a god damned year!
"Oh god. Here we go."
I walked into the bar hoping that there wouldn't be a giant chorus of, "SURPRISE!" or, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Unfortunately for me, it was the latter, because JD told everyone that I was on my way in.
"Alright, thank-you! Yes we all know it is my birthday. Right. Well I have some more news."
I took a quick glance over to JD, who was surrounded by Carla, Ghandi and Barbie. I gave him a wink, and he knew what I was going to do. He looked sad, but I was doing this. If anyone was going to bitch about us being together, they would bitch to me.
"Okay, here goes. As you all know, I really don't give a crap what anyone thinks of me, hell, I hardly even care what I think of me. However, as I was walking here tonight, I realized that all of you are here for me, every last one of you. For the first time in my life, I'm scared that what I'm about to say will change your perception of me. Gah, okay now I'm just getting emotional and stupid. Here's the deal; I am currently seeing someone."
I paused to look around at everyone in the room. Barbie and Ghandi looked shocked, and JD and Carla were looking at each other and snickering. Oh boy, this is it.
"We've been seeing each other for a year now, and none of you knew, except for Carla."
"Baby, Why didn't you tell me?" Ghandi turned to his wife and complained, but was soon shushed by her, telling him to keep listening.
"I don't know why actually, but I love this person. I can't help but want to be around them every minute of the day. Alright, I'm not putting this off any longer."
I decided to be dramatic, so I walked right over to JD, and pressed my lips right against his. He was a little surprised at first, but eventually gave in. Public displays of affection were not normal for us, but it felt right. I pulled away and noticed everyone's eyes on us. It was so silent until-
"Ah! Congratulations!" Carla shrieked as she jumped up and hugged me.
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Oh finally they decided to tell everyone! The pressure of that secret was killing me. I had such an urge to just scream it at the top of my lungs. Of course I wouldn't though, because that is a VERY big secret that was kept between them. Anyways, I am so glad that all of the pressure to not spill is off of my shoulders. Everyone started to talk amongst themselves again, quietly chatting, probably about the new knowledge.
"So Elliot? What do you think?"
"Hmm? Oh that. Yeah cool."
"Elliot, I know that you've had a tough weekend, but-"
"Carla you have no idea! My-" she stopped to lower her voice, "boyfriend is dead! He's gone! He-" And then she broke into tears. Again. This was the third time today. I was hoping that the party would keep her distracted, and I thought that finding out her ex-boyfriend was gay would definitely keep her mind off of him. It obviously wasn't working.
"Hey can you imagine how JD feels right now? He's probably so happy! I mean, they've been going out for a YEAR!"
"I was going out with Janitor for a year, and no one cares."
"First of all, that's because no one knows. And second, you know is real name is Steven. Was Steven." I knew that she would begin to cry, so I quietly walked over to my husband, who stood in the exact same spot as he was standing in when he heard the news, except now, JD was standing with him, trying to snap him out of his state of utter shock.
"Chocolate bear? You okay? Come on, talk to me!"
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek to try to snap him out of it.
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I can't believe this. My Vanilla bear. I knew he was a little feminine, and Carla always said that he was- well, that. But I never thought . . .
I was snapped out of it when Dr. Cox slapped me across the face.
"Ah! Why d'you do that? That hurt!"
"Had to get you out of it, Ghandi."
I rubbed my face, trying to wipe the pain away. I could already feel the blood going to my cheek. I looked around, taking in my surroundings. I glanced over to JD, who had his hands on Dr. Cox's shoulder, and was leaning on him, like a teenage girl, on her first date with the captain of the football team. It was weird. Different. Strange. I couldn't think of the right word to use. I grabbed JD's arm so I could talk to him in private.
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"Hey!" Turk grabbed my arm, which hurt by the way, because he was definitely getting angry.
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JD's POV continues in part 2!
