Chapter 34 New Years Bowling Eve
So it appears I have forgotten characters again. With that being said, and this is my first 2013-ish setting chapter, everyone will return. Some characters I left out because they were in the Christmas chapter. Other I left out, because the author (submitter) sent me a message saying I could do what I wanted with the character, because they weren't following/reading as much. Jace isn't in here, because he went back to Tokyo to be with his family, and I don't know anything about how they celebrate the Chinese New Year. Anyhow without any further a due, I give you my latest chapter. Finally.
Ps. My co-captain, Calisurferboy2 has a SYOC going on as well, and is still looking for characters if anyone is interested, in which, I hope they are =]
(Blaine)
We went to go see Brent in the hospital, before we went to our bowling match. It was so great to see that he was able to slowly communicate. Ben was even there. Then they kicked us out, insisting that we get to our bowling game.
That we did. Then I met Violet's twin brother, who was a student at Dalton. Even with him on the team, we still lost.
"Well t-minus three hours and forty five minutes until 2013," I announce happily.
"Anyone want to crash the karaoke party at Breadstix?" asks a curious Corey, as he opens his bottle of Coke, and takes a sip, and then wraps his arm around Hero.
"Yeah, come on Blaine, it would be fun," cries my Kurt, as he gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Alright, alright. We're what? A block away?" I ask knowing the answer.
"Besides, it would be fair, you guys lost, and now you need something to make up for it, besides it Breadstix would could go wrong?" asks Violet, and then she shows that innocent smile of hers.
"We could get drunk, we could get arrested, we could end up in detention," suggests Corey, and then begins to laugh.
"Drunk. I don't think so. Arrested. Possibility. Detention. We're on winter break," Tayson breaks down Corey's list of ideas.
"Geez, didn't you ever watch Wedding Crashers?" he asks sarcastically as we approach Breadstix. Then we all got looked at as though it was wrong for us to be there. Uninvited.
"This was my idea, I'm singing first," Vi announces, as we walk in, and take a both.
(Violet)
Yes, it had it so planned, and if I did my timing right, we would still be able to watch the actual fireworks at midnight. Granted, it wouldn't be New York fireworks, but who needs New York fireworks? Especially since fireworks in New York are overrated.
I walk up to the karaoke machine, and select my title.
Pat Bennatar. Heart Breaker.
Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head
Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid
You're the right kind of dreamer, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, a love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, a love taker
Don't you mess around, no no no
Then I saw her. Sitting there by herself. Oh yeah, you can say that I was totally going lesbian club on her. For some reason though, she seemed to look familiar.
Your love has set my soul on fire, burnin' out of control
You taught me the ways of desire, now it's takin' its toll
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
No, no
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
The crash of me singing one of my favorite all time rock and roll singers was totally worth it. Of course it was a free shot. I walk off the platform, and head her way.
The failed makeup makeover on the girl was different than normal. Her Jennifer Aniston in Rock Star hairstyle went a long great with her leather jacket.
"Sorry, I crashed," I protest when I sit down at her table. No it couldn't be. Sara Snow. Here?
"You sounded great," she tells me, as she turns around and faces me, as our eyes meet quickly.
"New Years eve everyone crashes the party. It's supposed for only paying customers," she tells me.
"I noticed," I tell her, as I get up and attempt to head to where the rest of the group was. Little did I know what the others were up to. How interesting it would be when I found out.
"Well I'll see you around." I tell her, as I ready to get up and leave.
"Before you go, can I ask you a question," she meets my eyes and wants to know.
"Sure, what is it?"
"LGBT meetings, what time do they meet? Don't tell Blake, where we dated, but I think that I may be a lesbian," she tells me with a quick smile, and takes a quick drink of her soda.
"We meet on Thursday when we go back. We meet a lunch time in the health room. We'll help you with everything," I assure her with a smile.
"Thanks," she tells me, before I leave to find the rest of the group, and Sara got up and left as well.
(Corey)
It seemed odd that Tayson was still here. Of course him getting drunk, and hitting on girls that more than likely were in near by colleges was even better. Granted, I shouldn't say that because, he was my best friends' twin brother.
"I think you've had enough to drink tonight," I tell Tayson.
"Fuck you," he tells me drunkenly.
"Do you think Vi wants to see you like this?" I ask, knowing the answer.
"Look here Golden Boy, this is a party. A New Year's party, and in less than two hours, it'll be 2013, and I'll be a Dalton student again, just let me have this night," he tells me sounding even more drunk.
Then I saw him. Daz. I couldn't handle him, and Tayson at the same time. Then an idea popped in my head.
"I don't care how drunk you are, but you and I are singing up there tonight. We're going to make this a night that you'll forget tomorrow," I tell him. Sure, I screwed up, and I was going to sing with a drunken Tayson to prove it. I look at the clock. One hour and forty seven minutes until 2013. and I was going to get Daz back in no matter what, and then if he wanted to murder me, he could. Of course, I knew he was still in love with Hero, and she was still in love with him. I could never be him.
You think that we connect
That the chemistry's correct
Your words walk right through my ears
Presuming I like what I hear
And now I'm stuck in the
The web you're spinning
You've got me for you prey
(Tayson) (Yeah) Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but (Yeah) leave a message
And I'll call you back
(me) You're intruding on what's mine
And you're taking up my time
Don't have the courage inside me
To tell you, "Please let me be"
Communication, a telephonic invasion
I'm planning my escape...
And it's all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls
I'm walkin into spiderwebs
Leave a message and I'll call you back
Ooh, it's all your fault
No matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone call
(Tayson) It's all your fault
No matter-matter-matter who calls
I screen my phone calls
Then I take the fade, and finish the song, as I wonder how the hell that Tayson could do so well and be so drunk at the same time. Of course choosing Spiderwebs was probably a song that he knew so well.
I'm walkin into spiderwebs
Leave a message and I'll call you back
Then I step off the platform and catch up with Daz
"Is it just me, or is it new year's eve and no one seems to care that we crashed the party?" I ask as I catch up to him after our performance. Of course, I had to go outside for this. He seemed different. A pierced ear, a punk leather jacket.
"Congrats for crashing, and your point is exactly what now?" he tells me.
"Well I was about to say you come back, and that I screwed up, but since you joined the Punk Club, I guess I won't have to," I announce back, with some disappointment in my voice.
"You're right, because last time I checked the Captain didn't steal a member's girlfriend, so screw you, and your New Directions!" he yells at me.
"Fine, whatever, but just so you know. She still loves you, even if she can't say it," I tell him before I head inside. I get inside and check the clock. Forty minutes.
(Meanwhile on the other side of town – Mel, Nat, Andy & Abbie)
(Mel)
"Just think next year is almost here, and it's almost graduation," I tell Nat, and Andy.
"I know, it's crazy," Andy agrees.
"Twenty minutes," Nat tells us her countdown status, and then I began to sing a little song. It was the only one I seemed to have in mind, and I knew it would work.
Should old acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind
Should all acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne
And surely you will buy your cup
And surely I'll buy mine
And we'll take a cup o'kindness yet
For auld lang syne
We too have run around the slopes
And picked the daisies fine
We've londoned many weary foot
Since auld lang syne
Half way through the song, the rest of the group began to join in, and seemed to have a fun time with it.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne
We too have paddled in the stream
From morning sun to night
But the seas between us broad have roared
From auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne
We'll take a cup o'kindness yet
For auld langs syne
"You know, they say how you ring in the next year, is how you're next year is going to go," I wink and Any and Abbie.
"Then why aren't you in New York, that being the case?" Andy answers me back, and then gives me a quick friend hug.
"Because, I missed my flight, not my chance," I tell him reassuringly. Then I took a glance over at Niall.
"I know I'm going to miss seeing him in class when graduation comes around," I tell Nat, and smile.
"That's what? In five months?" she asks, as though it was a scary thought to ask.
"Yep in May," he tell her, as I push some of my loose hair back from my eyes.
"But lets not worry about that now," Abbie cuts in.
"Lets join in on the countdown," Andy announces, as he holds Abbie's hand.
TEN...
Nine...
Eight...
(back at Breadstix. Kurt and Blaine holding hands)
Seven...
(back where Mel and the rest of the group. Niall)
Six...
(At Breadstix, Vi, Corey and Hero)
Five...
(Tayson getting sick from drinking.)
Four...
(Niall, and Abby)
Three...
(DJ, playing video games, at Burt and Carole's house)
Two...
(Everyone, especially Niall, who seems super excited)
ONE!
Then Andy and Abbie give each other her first kiss of 2013. It was super cute, and I really happy for them.
"Happy 2013 love birds," I tell them, as the first fireworks go off.
"Can we stay and watch the fireworks?" Niall asks his sister excitedly.
"We certainly can," Nat answers back happily, and we all stay together watching the fireworks that brought in 2013.