A/N: Ok, Its taking forever to get updated and I'm sorry, I have two other fics going because my muses decided to poke my brain at ungodly hours of the night. Not only that, but FF.net was acting up for awhile too. Anyways I own nothing as usual, but I'm on my cell with Vincent K. McMahon trying to trade ownership of Jeffy for a box of Cheerios. I don't think he's into this. LMAO Im too hyper for my own good today. On to the story.
~Rachel's POV~
The show went well, But as tired as I am, Im not even getting into it. I won against Amy and started our little feud. It was the car ride home with Jeff that got interesting. I had my cd's with me and for some uncanny reason, decided to listen to Avril.
"Are you aware of what you make me feel, Baby?...." I started singing softly, until Jeff mumbled something. It was somewhat audible but I wasn't gonna risk looking at him. For a second I could've sworn he had answered me. I wasnt even gonna get my hopes up. I mean, yeah I AM the Undertaker's daughter and all, but I have lots of feelings, unlike him. if he had any feelings, I'd be in Texas with him right now. I had other things to consentrate on. I had finally made new friends and my intentions were to keep them.
Jeff pulled into a gas station. He handed me a 20 dollar bill.
"Would you mind running in and paying?" He asked politely. I smiled and shook my head. I walked into the gas station and picked up 2 bags of skittles and 2 Pepsi's. I payed for the 20 in gas and the 3.44 for the snacks and left. Jeff was already sitting in his corvette. I handed him the Skittles and Pepsi. He just smiled.
"I can tell we're gonna be best friends." Jeff laughed
~Jeff's POV~
Ok, so maybe I slipped up and answered Rachel when she was singing, but I dont think she caught it. Thank heavens. So the show was ok, not the best but I sure as heck enjoyed Rachel and Amy having a cat fight in the ring that turned into a huge high-flying match. That was the best part. Besides Shane almost losing his pants. I giggles outloud.
"What are you laughing about?" Rachel asked turning the music down.
"Shane's Ass." I burst out. She joined in my laugh fest as we pulled onto the highway. We joked and laughed a little until we came to the 'awkward 15 minutes left and ya dont know what to say' part. finally after forever we pulled into her driveway.
"Wanna come in and relax for a bit?" She asked. I couldn't refuse. She unlocked the door and stepped in with me on her toes. Rachel stopped at the counter and read the note:
" Rachel,
I left with you know who to Hawaii for a few weeks, your a big girl, you'll be ok.
-Mom"
"That Bitch!" Rachel exclaimed throwing her hands up in exasperation. "She knows that I hate staying in this huge ass house by myself. And I hate it even more that she left such a mess!"
"But that's not your fault Rach, I'll stay here if you want, or Im sure my Dad wouldnt mind letting you stay with Matt and myself." I tried to comfort her.
"That's ok Jeff, I think I'm gonna just drink myself stupid and lie in bed tomorrow and wish I had a new mom." She laughed to herself
"Well, if your playing hooky, I am too. And Im gonna drink myself stupid with you and wish for things too." I informed her.
"Have I ever told you how cool you are?" She smiled at me.
~Rachel's POV~
I broke out the drinks and Jeff and I proceeded to drink ourselves retarded. After about 3 am hit, we were out of it. Both of us were sprawled out on the floor laughing.
"So, Jeff, What would you wish for?" I slurred speaking of the comment he made when both of us were sober. Jeff was quiet for a minute, his brows together, physically showing that he was thinking. It was really cute, too.
"I would wish for lots of things that probably wouldn't come true."
"Name one."
"You."
"ME?!?!?!?!" I asked in total shock.
"Yeah, I'd wish for you. Your perfect. Beautiful, Nice, thoughtful, artistic, poetic and just all around perfect." he whispered
"And you must be more drunk than I thought." I laughed.
Jeff rolled over and faced me.
"I may be a little tipsy, but Im serious." He said leaning down. His face crept closer to mine until our lips met. I could smell the alcohol on them heavily, but I didn't care. Even if I was drunk, Jeff was kissing me. He pulled away after a minute.
"Do you believe me now?" He asked, the smile still plastered on his face.
"No, I think you might have to try again." I said pulling him back down.
* A/N: Ok , So...Whatcha think? *
