Ch. 35

*Courtney POV*

"So how was your night Patrick?" I asked looking over at Patrick who shoved his hands in his jean pockets.

He glanced over at me, "Oh, it was nice. Yea know, had a real great time," he said never breaking eye contact with the sidewalk.

I've been wondering why Patrick asked to walk with me. He had to have known it was going to be this awkward, I mean, he walked in on me and we just broke up. We walked along in silence which was really bothering me. Before, we could walk together quietly and not have it be awkward. It was a nice and comfortable silence between us. Now, it feels like the silence is eating away at my skin.

I tried desperately to make conversation. "You guys were awesome up there, on stage I mean," I said pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.

"You think so? Yea, Pete actually wrote that song. Well the lyrics, I wrote the music."

"You two make the perfect pair. He's so poetic and you're so good with the instruments and rhythm. That was a really cool song. It was a fun dance song and you could even slow dance to it. That must have been hard to write," I said.

"Yea, actually I never noticed that. I guess I just don't have that much experience in the dancing department to pick that out."

I laughed, "Don't worry me neither. Brendon showed me how though," I looked over at him, he looked down away from me, "Maybe I could teach you sometime?"

His head shot back up, "I-I-I'd don't dance. I have two left feet," he chuckled awkwardly.

"How would you know, you never dance," I said smiling. "Even I could pull off some simple moves, I bet you can too. Plus, you'll need them for when you're rich and famous on stage."

"Well if you put it that way," he said smiling.

We walked up to my house and the lights were still on. Crap, I didn't think my parents would wait up for me. "Shit," I mumbled.

"Wow, they stayed up this late?" he turned to me, "Well, I guess I'll see you later, bye."

"Bye Trick," I said as he turned and continued on.

I walked into my room and dropped onto my bed. I was able to get away with only a week of solitary confinement, I was grounded. I had completely forgotten about the time, they were pissed when I first walked in the door. But I reminded them all the times they stumbled through the front door drunk and suddenly they weren't so angry.

I got back up and changed into something more comfortable. Then I flopped on my bed again and tried to sleep, but I couldn't. Memories with Brendon tonight flashed through my mind. When he handed me my first beer, when he tried to do a handstand in the middle of the dance floor, or when his hands were exploring my backside. He was certainly a charmer.

Then shy little Patrick popped into my head. His face when Kaden opened the closet door, the way he looked at me when we were sitting on the bed, the way he smiled as he sang up on stage. I smiled.

I shook my head. No. He hurt you, I kept repeating in my head. I've got Brendon now. I'm pretty sure after his little confession on the couch it's gonna be official. I turned over and stared at my wall. Was I falling for Patrick again? Ugh being a teenager sucks.

I gave up on sleep and put my earbuds in. Elvis Costello started playing, I think he's amazing. Not many people my age know who Costello is. Huh, Patrick's singing voice kinda sounds like Costello's... Stop! Nope, gonna listen to something else. The Beatles should be safe. I fell asleep listening to Something, one of my favorite Beatles songs.

"Courtney get up! You're gonna be late for school!"

I shot up in bed and looked at the clock. Holy shit it's 7:39, Pete's gonna be here in six minutes to pick me up! Fuck! I jumped out of bed and threw on a pair of jeans and an old t shirt, might be Joe's not exactly sure. I slipped on my shoes and ran into the bathroom.

I jumped when I saw the monster in the mirror. My make up was smeared everywhere, I had bags under my eyes, my hair resembled the bride of Frankenstein, and I found not one but multiple hickeys from last night. Fucking Brendon!

I quickly scrubbed all the makeup off my face, which made it turn all red. Great, ya see this is why I don't normally wear makeup. Then I tugged my hair brush through my frizzy mess and pulled it back into a pony tail. I took one last look at myself in the mirror and shrugged, this is as good as it's gonna get.

I heard honking from outside and bolted up the stairs. I ran out the door and jumped into Pete's van. "Well good morning Sleeping Beauty," Pete said with a smirk.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "We must be having different mornings."

"Ooo, she got the attitude of a princess and the looks of an ugly step sister," Joe said. I kicked his seat. "Hey is that my shirt? I've been looking for that!" Well, now I know it is Joe's shirt.

"Shut up, I'm aware of my situation. That party really fucked me over, I'm never partying again. I'm tired, I look like shit, and I'm grounded. Oh and let's not forget my love life which has collapsed on top of me."

"Woah, I didn't as for your life story darling," Pete said.

My mouth dropped, "Well, thanks for being there for me asshole," I said crossing my arms.

He laughed, "I'm jut kidding! Come on, you don't look that bad and so what if you're grounded? Like you've never snuck out before? You live in the basement, all you have to do is crawl out the little window, easy."

"Yea, plus nobody will care what you look like today. Pretty sure the image of you in that dress last night is still plastered in every guy's mind," Joe said.

"Ew Joe, no. God please no Joe," I said pretending to barf.

"I'm just sayin', one or more guys probably thought of you when they were whacking off."

Both Pete and I started yelling at him to shut up. He just started laughing and laughing. It wasn't long before we were all laughing our asses off. "C-calm down P-pete! I d-don't wanna c-crash!" I said in between laughs.

He wiped a tear from his eye, "A-alright," he took in a deep breath, but then started laugh again.

We arrived at school unharmed. At one point I think I was seriously thinking we were never going to get to school... cause we'd be dead. I got out of the car and fell to my knees. "Oh land!" I said hugging the ground.

Pete rolled his eyes, "Oh calm down, I swerved into the wrong lane ONE TIME."

I got up and he grabbed me and gave me a bear hug. "Hey! No PDA on school grounds," Joe yelled throwing his backpack over his shoulder.

"Yea, let me go. I can't breath!" I yelled. He let me go an ruffled my hair. "Alright, keep your hands to yourself," I said fixing myself.

"You had no problem with that kinda stuff with Brendon last night apparently," Pete said lifting my chin with a smirk, making my hickeys more apparent.

I swatted his had away, "Shut up. I told you it was a rough night."

"I'll say," Joe said winking and elbowing me.

The bell rang and we all went to class. Well, I can already tell this is gonna be a special day. Woopee.

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