A/N: I hope I wasn't the only one who wasn't able to review or log in virtually all week. This chapter would have been sooner had it not of been for that, and the fact that I am at work experience at 'Let's Talk' magazine, and have barley any free time atm. Still, tomorrows my last day, so I'll be able to start writing again.
Anyway, this is the second to last chapter. As in there is one more chapter after this. As in it's nearly finished. *sobs* So I'd like lots of nice reviews for the next two chapters to make this story go down with a bang (not litrally, mon pallys!)
Hmm... I'll tell you now that you probably wont like the ending, but not to fear! Gallant moi (haha! Yeah right!) will see to it that the sequel will rock your socks off! And it will be posted up as quickly as I can hope for, so that nobody kills me with my lack of resolve on the GeexDave front.
Anyway, enjoy and review!
You're the PANTS that I want
Fourteen
Friday
6.00pm
Round Jas's.
The Ace Gang actually had to drag me to Jas's.
Apparently I've been moping around all week like a miz person in miz world, but that's what I am, so who can blame me? I tried to be all normal and happy for the sake of the gang, managing to get a detention yesterday, but other than that I've been constantly in my bed of pain (not literally, as Slim probably wouldn't be happy if I dragged my bed to Stalag 14 each day.)
Still, maybe I like being as lonely as a clud in a Vale of Tears, have they thought of that?
No, is the answer.
I don't really want to go out again.
Ever.
I want to become a nun and covert my life to Buddha. A Buddhist nun.
Do they even have nuns in Buddahland?
1 min later
I haven't seen Dave all week.
Not even a glimpse.
2 mins later
Cuddled up in bed with the Ace Gang and a lot of owls. Seriously, Po has so many stuffed owls that we had to kick Ellen out of the bed.
'Forget him,' Rosie said bluntly. I looked up, startled. Dave had been a forbidden topic between the Ace Gang for the last week, each of them carefully making sure not to mention him.
'I dunno, I mean, well, if Georgia, you know, likes him, and stuff, then, well...'
'Ellen, you blithering fool! Of course Georgia needs to forget him!' Jool's said, sending a glare towards Ellen, who blushed and mumbled something under her breath.
'I can't just forget him!' I announced, speaking up for the first time since the gang forced me onto Jas's bed.
'Why not?' Rosie asked blankly.
'Because. Would you like it if I told you to forget Sven?'
'No, I'd duff you up,' Rosie smirked. 'Besides, Sven is impossible to forget, mon petite aimé!'
I had to agree with her there. After just one meeting, nobody would ever be able to forget Sven and his flares.
'He obviously doesn't deserve you, Gee,' Mabs spoke up. I glared at her, trying my best to look threatening. Well, as threatening as a puffy, swollen, red eyed person could look.
I had officiously given up on my appearance. There was no point in wearing mascara as it would be halfway down my face within minutes. Even the waterproof one failed me.
Abandoner.
2 mins later
'Still,' Rosie started, optimistically. 'I can't belive you actually duffed Wet Lindsay up! Brilliant!'
We all nodded like noddy things.
1 hour later
The Ace Gang left finally, after lecturing me about Dave. Apparently they miss 'Georgia'. I wasn't aware they knew anyone else called Georgia.
1 min later
Although knowing my luck they have replaced me with this other Georgia.
2 mins later
So which Georgia do they miss?
Oh I hate being on the rack on confusion and broken heartedness. Not only is it vair boring, but it is confusing.
4 mins later
'Still, at least you're a lurker free one,' Jas supplied helpfully as I patiently (ish) explained my confusion.
'That is true mon amié,' I agreed.
Suddenly, and I really do mean suddenly – I nearly fell of the bed in shock – Jas shot up from the bed.
Oh great balls of merde, please don't tell me she's spotted a fly in need of saving?!
'Tom's here!' Jas announced. I looked at her.
She looked back.
'Jas, how would you even know that?'
Just then there was a knock on the door.
I stared at Jas. How had she possibly known that. I think theres a bit of Mystic Meg about her.
'Well,' she started to explain. 'Tom and I are so close, that we can kind of... well, feel each other.'
'Jas! Please!' I chucked a pillow at her.
'Not in that way!' she protested, turning her strange pinkey white colour that she seems to turn when she's embarrassed.
10 mins later
I feel like a chicken in a pond of ducks. Honestly, Jas and Tom are all over each other. Erlack a pongoes.
How they can be that considerate to a newly single person I've no idea.
'Ahem,' I coughed pointedly. At least Tom had the decency to look embarrassed as he pulled away from Jas. My so called best friend just glared at me.
'Sorry Georgia,' Tom said. He sat down on the bed beside me and slung his arm around my shoulder in a brotherly way. It really is nice to have a friend who is a boy who is just a friend.
'Have you seen Dave?' I asked him quietly as Jas sat down on his free side and took his hand in hers. I tried to ignore it, but its pretty hard when one is on the verge of a suicidal breakdown such as myself.
OK, not quite a suicidal breakdown, but almost...
'Georgia,' he sighed.
Sarcré bloody bleu! He looks like he's about to confess a huge and dangerous secret to me. It would be like that book, you know the one where that bloke tells someone something and...
'Do you really want to torture yourself with thinking of Dave?' Tom was asking.
No. Not at all. Never. Non.
'Yes.'
Tom sighed, pinching his nose in that weird way people do when they're frustrated.
I tried again. 'Tom, I am having the cosmic droop, and I'm not entirely sure what I've done other than talk to Masimo. As my friend you should feel obliged to tell me.'
Tom chuckled.
'When you put it like that,' he sighed again. 'Listen Gee, Dave is very confused. He's confused because of how the two of you acted when you were dating Masimo,' – at this, Jas huffed her disapproval. – 'He's confused because he thought you and Masimo were over when you were not. He's confused because you picked him over Masimo and he doesn't think he deserves you–'
'How can he not deserve me?' I cut across.
'I don't know Gee, Dave think's you're too good for him or something... But that's not the main point.'
'Then what is?'
'He's worried that you're not ready for a relationship. He's worried that he isn't either. You're both ridiculous with this 'horn' business, and well, he thinks that one of you will end up breaking the others heart.'
I was doing my best goldfish impression.
'He's already done that,' I mumbled.
'Actually Georgia, I think Dave pulled out before it became too hard to. He hurt you now so that it wouldn't hurt so much later, whether it be on your behalf or his.'
What in fresh hell? What goes through boys minds?
'Tom, not to insult you, but what in fresh hell is wrong with the male species?' I asked. Tom laughed, which was good.
'We ask the same about you girls sometimes,' he confessed, to which Jas duffed up his arm before apologising quickly and kissing him.
'Let me get this straight though. Dave can't be with me – even though he likes me – because me and Dave are children who aren't ready for love and are only going to end up hurting each other?'
'That's about right,' Jas nodded.
If I wasn't so snug in her covers I would duff her up.
Stupid Po.