A/N: Yay, another chapter for you all! I'm really happy I'm writing again,
and thank you again everyone! But as always, before I begin, some notes to
my readers:
Damson rhee: I know, I love Hustler Kid so I had to make him a good guy in this, glad you like it and hope you get to see the movie soon! Stay tuned!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: Glad you like it! Mikey seems mean, but I did that because I wanted to show him in a different light—hope you keep reading!
Mistress of Balmoral: HK rocks!! Lol, I know that's stuff I would say too—the three of us are quite alike, aren't we? I hope TJ takes his advice! Keep reading to find out! BTW you're in this chapter!
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Around the same time TJ and Hustler Kid were walking home from the bar and discussing TJ's dilemma, Spinelli was sitting in the apartment she shared with her best friend, unpacking and listening to Simple Plan. She was just putting the rest of her luggage away when her roommate and best friend Jenn walked in.
"Yay, Spinelli you're back!" Jenn cried, running over to her and giving her a hug,
"Yep, I am," Spinelli said with a smile, as she returned the hug, her mind still on the train ride. She was so sure that it was TJ she had spent all that time talking to, but if it had been, he would have said something, wouldn't he? Surely he would have remembered her right? Granted she had changed, but she assumed the ski cap she had worn since she had known him would have been a clue. Spinelli shrugged. Maybe it was just her imagination that she had seen her childhood crush after thirteen years.
"So how was Chicago?" Jenn asked, sitting next to Spinelli on the couch.
"Um, it was ok, I guess," Spinelli answered, pretending to be interested in the design on the couch.
"Just ok?" Jenn looked at her roommate strangely. "You see your boyfriend of three years after not seeing him for over a month, and it was just ok? Are you all right? Maybe that plane ride was a bit too much for you." Jenn teasingly checked Spinelli's temperature.
"No, it wasn't the plane trip, it was something else," Spinelli said with a dreamy smile.
"Tell me what happened!" Jenn squealed, wondering what could have made her roommate so happy.
"Well, on the train ride home, well I met this guy, and I swear it was my old friend TJ. You remember me mentioning him, he was the Prankster Prince?" Jenn nodded, and Spinelli continued her story. "He was so cute and we have so much in common and he wasn't as possessive or as mean as Jeff can be. I mean is it possible for me to have been with the wrong guy all this time and Teej is the right one for me? Or whoever this guy is, I mean I don't know if it really is him, everything about this guy just reminded me of him." Spinelli sighed. "Even if it was him, its not like I can ever see him again. We didn't even exchange numbers or names or anything."
"That really whomps," Jenn said, hugging her friend again sympathetically.
Spinelli smiled. "That was TJ's word, in fact we ended up in court in fourth grade because the principal thought it was a curse word. Wow, I haven't heard that word in years. What is this, just remind me of my old crush day or something?"
Jenn laughed. "Maybe it is a sign you are meant to be with TJ and not Jeff. Hopefully if it was meant to be, TJ will come back and you can be with him. After all, you don't seem to be happy with Jeff anymore."
"I really am not," Spinelli admitted, looking down at the floor. "We have been together since college, and he is so understanding about my feelings on premarital sex and all, but I can't help feeling something is missing from our relationship. I don't know what it is, but things aren't the way they used to be anymore."
"So why are you with him then?" Jenn asked.
"Because," Spinelli sighed, wondering the same thing herself. "I guess it's because I am afraid to move on or be alone, I honestly don't know. I feel so bad thinking of another guy when I am supposed to be in love. What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing!" Jenn assured her. "You're young still, maybe you need a break."
"Maybe," Spinelli said. "But maybe I am being silly. After all, how do I even know this was Teej I really was talking to? For all I know it was some psychopath pretending to be nice. And it's not like I am ever going to run into him again. Three one odds is that it was a coincidence. I need to stop thinking about the past and focus on the future!" Spinelli stood up, brushing her hands on her jeans. "And I see pizza in my future, you game?" she asked, wanting to get off the subject of her love life.
"Sure, I'm starving!" Jenn said with a smile as she walked into her bedroom to change. As Spinelli headed towards her own room, her mind was still on the train ride and the very real possibility that her old crush—the boy that had been her first kiss thanks to the experiment back in fourth grade---had reentered her life for a brief moment in time. She only hoped that if it had been him, he would eventually come back to her so that they could rekindle what could have been had she not moved away all those years ago.
Little did Spinelli know that a mere two towns away, TJ was sitting in his apartment, thinking the same exact thing.
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A/N: short chapter, I know, but I have a test to study for in economics that I really need to pass. I will write more soon, I promise! Please r/r, but remember my rule while doing so! Happy reading!
Damson rhee: I know, I love Hustler Kid so I had to make him a good guy in this, glad you like it and hope you get to see the movie soon! Stay tuned!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: Glad you like it! Mikey seems mean, but I did that because I wanted to show him in a different light—hope you keep reading!
Mistress of Balmoral: HK rocks!! Lol, I know that's stuff I would say too—the three of us are quite alike, aren't we? I hope TJ takes his advice! Keep reading to find out! BTW you're in this chapter!
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Around the same time TJ and Hustler Kid were walking home from the bar and discussing TJ's dilemma, Spinelli was sitting in the apartment she shared with her best friend, unpacking and listening to Simple Plan. She was just putting the rest of her luggage away when her roommate and best friend Jenn walked in.
"Yay, Spinelli you're back!" Jenn cried, running over to her and giving her a hug,
"Yep, I am," Spinelli said with a smile, as she returned the hug, her mind still on the train ride. She was so sure that it was TJ she had spent all that time talking to, but if it had been, he would have said something, wouldn't he? Surely he would have remembered her right? Granted she had changed, but she assumed the ski cap she had worn since she had known him would have been a clue. Spinelli shrugged. Maybe it was just her imagination that she had seen her childhood crush after thirteen years.
"So how was Chicago?" Jenn asked, sitting next to Spinelli on the couch.
"Um, it was ok, I guess," Spinelli answered, pretending to be interested in the design on the couch.
"Just ok?" Jenn looked at her roommate strangely. "You see your boyfriend of three years after not seeing him for over a month, and it was just ok? Are you all right? Maybe that plane ride was a bit too much for you." Jenn teasingly checked Spinelli's temperature.
"No, it wasn't the plane trip, it was something else," Spinelli said with a dreamy smile.
"Tell me what happened!" Jenn squealed, wondering what could have made her roommate so happy.
"Well, on the train ride home, well I met this guy, and I swear it was my old friend TJ. You remember me mentioning him, he was the Prankster Prince?" Jenn nodded, and Spinelli continued her story. "He was so cute and we have so much in common and he wasn't as possessive or as mean as Jeff can be. I mean is it possible for me to have been with the wrong guy all this time and Teej is the right one for me? Or whoever this guy is, I mean I don't know if it really is him, everything about this guy just reminded me of him." Spinelli sighed. "Even if it was him, its not like I can ever see him again. We didn't even exchange numbers or names or anything."
"That really whomps," Jenn said, hugging her friend again sympathetically.
Spinelli smiled. "That was TJ's word, in fact we ended up in court in fourth grade because the principal thought it was a curse word. Wow, I haven't heard that word in years. What is this, just remind me of my old crush day or something?"
Jenn laughed. "Maybe it is a sign you are meant to be with TJ and not Jeff. Hopefully if it was meant to be, TJ will come back and you can be with him. After all, you don't seem to be happy with Jeff anymore."
"I really am not," Spinelli admitted, looking down at the floor. "We have been together since college, and he is so understanding about my feelings on premarital sex and all, but I can't help feeling something is missing from our relationship. I don't know what it is, but things aren't the way they used to be anymore."
"So why are you with him then?" Jenn asked.
"Because," Spinelli sighed, wondering the same thing herself. "I guess it's because I am afraid to move on or be alone, I honestly don't know. I feel so bad thinking of another guy when I am supposed to be in love. What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing!" Jenn assured her. "You're young still, maybe you need a break."
"Maybe," Spinelli said. "But maybe I am being silly. After all, how do I even know this was Teej I really was talking to? For all I know it was some psychopath pretending to be nice. And it's not like I am ever going to run into him again. Three one odds is that it was a coincidence. I need to stop thinking about the past and focus on the future!" Spinelli stood up, brushing her hands on her jeans. "And I see pizza in my future, you game?" she asked, wanting to get off the subject of her love life.
"Sure, I'm starving!" Jenn said with a smile as she walked into her bedroom to change. As Spinelli headed towards her own room, her mind was still on the train ride and the very real possibility that her old crush—the boy that had been her first kiss thanks to the experiment back in fourth grade---had reentered her life for a brief moment in time. She only hoped that if it had been him, he would eventually come back to her so that they could rekindle what could have been had she not moved away all those years ago.
Little did Spinelli know that a mere two towns away, TJ was sitting in his apartment, thinking the same exact thing.
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A/N: short chapter, I know, but I have a test to study for in economics that I really need to pass. I will write more soon, I promise! Please r/r, but remember my rule while doing so! Happy reading!