Author's Note: Lolly Leo, I know it doesn't seem like Mia, but you have to remember that she is a bit different because she is with Jesse. And I happen to own this particular Mia. So there ;P JUST KIDDING. She isn't the Mia we all know. But her reasoning is very much Mia.
So this is it guys. Last chapter. Funny, I'm finishing up my shortest story the same time as my longest story...interesting....
I avoided both Mia and Jesse in school on Monday. She tried to wave at me but I ignored her. Who the hell was I when I was around her? I mean, I become someone totally different.
I always prided myself as being better than most guys.
And here I am, no longer a virgin and blowing off the girl I had lost it to. Blowing off the girl whose virginity I took away. I am no better than Jesse.
"What happened this weekend?" Lilly asked me as she came up to my locker at the end of the day.
"What do you mean?"
"Miles said he saw Mia come up to our apartment on Saturday when I wasn't home. She didn't come down for awhile. And now you are ingnoring her? You sat all alone in G & T. And she looked all confused. Kept throwing worried glances toward you."
"How am I to know? I was in my room." I wasn't lying to her at least.
"She's planning on sleeping with Jesse after the Cultural Diversity Dance you know."
I turned to my sister, "What?"
"She says that she's ready now. I'm so pissed at her right now-"
"She's sleeping with him?"
"I don't get it. She always said it would be with a guy who totally adored her. With a guy she could totally trust. And look who she wants to lose it to!"
I shook my head. It kind of made sense now. She used me. She trusted me enough to do that with her. She wanted the first time to be with someone who loved her completely, me. With someone she completely loved, me.
"She told me to give this to you," Lilly said handing me a note.
I glared at the piece of notebook paper. "She say why?" I asked, trying to look confused. "I mean, we're not friends so I don't get it."
She gave me a look that proved she didn't believe me. "Yeah, sure. Just read it. I'm not passing notes between the two of you. This isn't middle school."
I smirked, "Think it says ' Do you like me? Circle yes or no'?"
She rolled her eyes and waved good bye to me.
Michael-
I'm so sorry for everything. I know you must hate me now...for pulling you along like I have been. I hate me for doing this to you...to myself. But...God, you have to forgive me, okay? What I'm about to say is really hard so just please understand.
If I could go back to three months ago when you invited me to see Superman I would not ask for Jesse to come along. I would have gone and I hope you would have held my hand. Then I would be with you and not in this position. Michael, I can't just break up with Jesse and go after you. It would look terrible. He'd start rumors. I have to stay with him. HE loves me, Michael. I know you probably are just going to throw this out with the trash but please finish reading it before you do.
I love you. But I cannot be with you. There are too many things that could go wrong. And you know, you cannot even look at me in the eye. Not even in passing in the hallway. You must think I'm some slut or something, but I'm not. That was my first time. And it was with the guy I have loved since...well, ever since I can remember. And now when I do with Jesse I won't be so scared. I'll know how it should feel. How it could feel. I sound so stupid don't I?
Please...please find it in your heart to forgive me. Please don't avoid me forever. I can't live knowing you hate me.
-Mia
She was being dramatic there. She must have written it with Tina or something. She probably told Tina all about it because Tina is all about romance and stuff. I looked up and saw her looking down at me from her locker.
I stuffed the letter in my bag and left the building.
It came out that she was a princess that night. Somehow her picture had been leaked to the press. So because of the new found fame her grandmother took her out of school on Tuesday and gave her a complete makeover.
Her hair was cut in the newest fashion, and she got the newest makeup. Her nails were done and her ears were pierced.
She wasn't the Mia I fell for. At least not in body. She let her grandmother take over. "Nice war paint," I commented on Wednesday morning.
She gave me a half pained half hopeful look, "It's that bad?"
I shrugged and walked away. I had a feeling that if I looked at her too long she would see how 'not bad' it really was.
The new band and I decided to play at the battle of the bands on Friday night. The dance was in the gym and the battle was in the cafeteria. We had a few songs we knew by heart, but one that I showed them on Wednesday night. "Think we could get it ready by then?" I asked.
They read through the notes and the lyrics then looked at me. "It shouldn't be too difficult," Rob said finally.
"Not a bad melody," Cal agreed.
"Let's try it out," Joel suggested.
Chuck, our former fill in guy was now part of our band, Skinnerbox. He took over at keyboards while I took over lead vocals. Rob was over at bass, Kev remained at lead guitar. Joel was still with the drums.
We played around a little bit with the notes before we finally got it somewhat together around midnight. "I think this should be our entry Friday night," Kev suggested.
Rob looked at me. "No way man. Jesse would kill Michael. And us for going along with it. What guy wants a song to be sung about his girlfriend? Especially by the guy who used to be his best friend?"
We all agreed that we would just play Rock Throwing Youth at the Battle of the Bands.
Friday I watched as Lilly got ready for the dance. "You seriously aren't going to go?" she asked. "You are just going for the Battle and leaving?"
I nodded, "Why would I want to watch them together?"
She gave me a 'don't worry, things will get better' kind of smile. "Well, I'll come in to listen."
We set up and played Rock Throwing Youths for a small crowd of those who didn't want to be watched by the chaperones. AKA, those who wanted to make out with their dates.
I went up to Lilly after we played, "So?"
"They haven't shown up yet," she mumbled.
"What do you mean?" I asked. I had been asking her before about what she thought about my new song.
"Mia and Jesse. Will you come out and wait with me?"
"I'll be there in a few minutes. You and Tina should go up and see her."
"You know she's pissed at me."
"Why?" I asked, glancing up at the next band.
"Because I flipped on her for not telling me about being a princess."
"You already knew," I reminded her.
"But she never told me! I figured she would. And then she went and got that ridiculous makeover!"
I rolled my eyes. "You, Boris and Tina can go wait by the front doors for her. I'm gonna go home."
She gave me a dejected look. "Well, you guys sounded good at least."
I smiled, "You think so?"
"Not much of a looker for a lead singer..."
I playfully punched her shoulder. "Very funny. See you at home."
She left the cafeteria and I didn't hear from her for a while. That is, until I was in the school parking lot, by Joel's car. I had forgotten something in there. Lilly came running out to me.
"What?" I asked, taking off my tie (the school required all performing bands to dress appropriately considering we were at a dance). We won the battle so we were going to perform in front of the dance.
"She's here...he tried to..." she said, out of breath.
"He tried to what?" I demanded.
"He dumped her in front of the cameras."
My jaw dropped in shock. "What do you mean?"
"He announced, to the whole world mind you, that he didn't want his ex-best friend's left overs. That he didn't date whores."
I hadn't thought my jaw could drop further, "You are screwing with me, aren't you?"
She shook her head. "She's locked herself in the bathroom. Tina is in there trying to get her out."
I looked up at my friends who were sitting on the back steps of the school having a few smokes before we went into the gym. "Guys, we're doing another song for the dance," I announced.
I looked all around for her before I went up on the stage. Everyone had been staring at us while we set up. We had to tell Gupta that we were doing a different song or she would have freaked out. She told us that it better be cultural enough for the entire school population to hear.
We told her it was about a girl in another country, that is cultural, right?
I saw Tina come out of the bathroom with Mia. Her face was all blotchy and she was still crying. I turned to Joel who counted us off.
Jesse is a friend
Yeah, I know he's been a good friend of mine
But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define
Jesse's got himself a girl and I wanna make her mine
And she's watchin' him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that
I play along with the charade
That doesn't seem to be a reason to change
You know I feel so dirty when they start talkin' cute
I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot
'Cause she's watchin' him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know I wish that I had Jessie's girl
I wish that I had Jesie's girl
Where can I find a woman like that
Like Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman
Where can I find a woman like that
And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time
Wonderin' what she don't see in me
And I've been funny, I've been cool with the lines
Ain't that the way love supposed to be
Tell me
Where can I find a woman like that
You know I wish that I had Jesie's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I want Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that
Like Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I want, I want Jesse's girl
By the time I got the last line out she was standing right in front of me. I leaned over and kissed her. "I could never hate you," I whispered.
She started crying, "I was trying...trying so hard to make everyone happy....I just forgot that I wasn't happy anymore," she managed.
I put down my guitar and pulled her out of the dance, to some cheers and to some people making fun of us. I didn't care though.
"You were writing that last week, weren't you?" she asked between our feverish kisses.
I nodded and continued my kissing. "He never deserved you."
"I should have listened to you..."
"It doesn't matter now," I replied staring at her. "I have you."
She leaned against the wall, "You know, I wasn't watching him with those eyes. I was looking at the guy who played the board behind him," she said softly with a smirk.
I held her hands and leaned in for another Mia-Kiss.
She made a face, "Too bad about that song though."
"Huh?"
"You can never sing it again. Because you got me. And I don't forsee you losing me."
I laughed as I played with her hair, "No. Maybe I'll write a song about my Girl next."