Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that! I swear, there's a very, -dodges apple-, reason I, -dodges cake-, haven't, -dodges chair- updated in so, -dodges David Henrie-, long!
Okay, who threw David?
Anywho, the reason is because my computer went pfffft. In other words, I can't go on it right now. But, but! My sister's boyfriend is fixing it as we speak, so I should be able to get back on my new update nearly everyday pattern. :)
Random Question: Did you know that an aglet is actually the little plastic piece on the end of a shoelace? If you watch Phineas and Ferb you probably do. Furthermore, a chad is the little paper circles you get when you use a holepunch.
So yeah.
He's trash no one cares about.
:D.
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to...LiveLaughLovePeaceChocolate! For a few reasons. Ahem, for one, in their story, SWAC of Falling in Love, they used me for the disclaimer and dedicated something to me, when I didn't even know them. :D And second, they actually typed AbbielovesChanny, instead of abbieloveschanny or AbbieLovesChanny. So kudos to you.
Disclaimer: Well, 'cause I don't feel like doing anything interesting for the disclaimer, I don't own SWAC. What? Are you upset that it wasn't all fancy? Are you going to sue me or something? - psh!
Oh.
You are?
Well.
Sonny.
"Hey, Sonny, Quinny."
Quinn and I stopped dead in our tracks. It seemed that the air around us got even colder. Quinn glanced at me without turning her head.
"Was that who I think it is?"
I gulped. "James?" she nodded.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
June 30, 2010. 9:48 P.M.
"What, you girls aren't happy to see me?"
We stood frozen, in our spot. I was far to afraid to do anything, and I think Quinn may have been, too. I didn't understand it - wasn't James in California? How did he get to New York? When did he get to New York? Most importantly, how did he know we came back to New York?
"Not exactly, James." Quinn muttered, clenching her jaw. Slowly, we turned around. There he was, the reincarnation of the devil himself, dressed in a long-sleeved black shirt and jeans. He didn't look as evil as I remembered, though. His eyes weren't dark with malice and hatred. He didn't have a smirk on his face, ready to kill us (or something).
James sighed. "I'm guessing you think I'm going to kidnap you, or something?"
We shrugged. He was pretty much spot on.
"Well, I'm not."
What was his purpose of traveling across the whole country to find me, then?
"I..I just wanna talk, alright?"
Quinn glared at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "And why should we trust you, exactly?"
"You make a good point." James frowned. "But, come on. I promise I won't try anything. I just wanna go somewhere else and talk."
"Why can't we stay here and talk?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes at him.
James sighed. "You girls are difficult," he muttered. "The only reason I want to go somewhere else is because, if you haven't noticed, it's dark and it's cold. Any other questions?"
We shrugged.
"Alright, then let's go."
June 30, 2010. 9:56 P.M.
"Now, see, why would I pick a public place if I wanted to kill you two?" James smirked as we sat down in the small coffee shop he had chosen for us to, as he claimed, talk. "Not only are there other customers here, there's an employee with a phone right next to her. So you can calm down, and stop being so worried. And besides that, I bet if I laid a hand on either of you that blonde guy or his dorky friend would have my head."
"Can you just get to the point, James?" Quinn questioned.
"Yeah." he cleared his throat. "Quinn, I'd like to talk to Ali...Sonny," he smiled at me, "Alone."
"No way!" Quinn immediently yelled.
James jumped back a bit in surprise. "Um...you can watch us, and sit over there." he pointed to a nearby table. "Just no eavesdropping."
"Fine." Quinn groaned, getting up and walking towards the table.
"What do you want with me now, James?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Like I said," he put up his hands in defense. "Just to talk." he was silent for a moment. "About how I acted at that hotel...that was, to put it simply, stupid." I snickered. "I just want to apologize for everything I did to you. I kind of feel disgusted by myself, now."
"As you should." I muttered.
"I don't know why I did it, to be honest. I guess I just got angry sometimes...and I didn't know how to deal with that anger..properly."
"Now what would you have to be angry about?"
He raised an eyebrow at me. "You didn't notice it?"
"Notice what?"
"Sonny," he laughed slightly, smiling. "I had feelings for you the minute I saw you. And after our first date..I could of swore I was in love."
What?
"You have an odd way of showing love."
"No, no, let me continue. Don't you remember when you were talking to Quinn about me?" No. He leaned back in his chair. "I heard that. All of it."
Oh...wait.
"So, I heard you're parents set you up with somebody." Quinn got her gossip smile on.
"Yeah," I shrugged. "His name's James."
"Is he cute?"
"Not especially in my opinion - though I've always liked blondes. I don't really like him at all." I frowned. "I guess I'll have to suffer through dating him for my parent's sake."
Crap. That.
"So, wait - I was the one to start all of this?"
James shrugged. "I guess you could say that. But, Sonny, I don't care about all of that anymore." he smiled. He took his phone out and began pressing a few buttons. "Actually, I've already got a new girlfriend - who I really like, may I add." he moved the phone over so I could see it.
"Tawni?" I shrieked, nearly jumping out of my seat.
"Yeah. And don't think I lied to her about myself, or anything. She knows everything that happened. And, she wanted me to give you this." he pulled a slip of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me.
Dear Sonny,
How's New York? (Why does it seem that that's always what people start with in letters?) Um, anyway, I would have called you, but in case you weren't there to answer the phone, I thought this would be better. I'm guessing by now, if you have this, you already know that I'm sort of dating your ex-boyfriend.
Yeah, I know, that's kind of against the girl code, and besides that, you hate him. But, he says he's trying to change. He wants to switch his life around, and I'm willing to help him.
Just please, don't hate him, alright?
Tawni
I set the note down next to me on the table. Tawni was dating James? It just didn't seem right. But I wasn't going to hold her back from being with him - like someone is doing - if that's what she wanted. Mainly because I knew how it felt.
"I'm..I'm happy for you and Tawni, James." I smiled.
"Thanks, Ali." he grinned back at me. "And you still don't know how sorry I am for everything I did to you. I just..I wanted to come make things right. So, come on. Do you forgive me?" James smiled hopefully.
I sighed. I couldn't go on hating him forever, right? Everyone deserves a second chance. Well, in most cases. Now, kidnappers or murderers? I have different standards for them.
"Yeah, James." I shook his hand. "I forgive you."
"Hey, get away from her!" I heard a shout at the door.
Oh, dang it.
Mwhaha! There we go. Sorta long chapter to get us back on track.
-Abbie
