Let's Bolt
Rayanne's Apartment
Rayanne- You look.(Looking at Angela in the mirror) .. So... (She smiles proudly at her masterpiece)
Rickie- (Finishing the sentence for her) Tough.
Angela smiles at them.
She is wearing a black halter. It has rhinestones at the top and the backside of the halter is showing the top half of her back. She is also wearing a short, black mini skirt. Her outfit complements her hair. Her make-up is more then normal, but not too much. She looks beautiful.
-Let's Bolt-
Rayanne- See, I told you this place was cool.
Angela does a hair tuck as she follows Rayanne threw the crowds. She cautiously looks around Let's Bolt. It has high ceilings and there is parctically no lighting. There is a bar to the right of the entrance, and good rock/ alternative music is palying loudly.
Angela- (Finally relaxing) I'm actually glad I came. I haven't been anywhere... for like, forever.
Rickie- I'm just glad you guys are good friends again... you don't know how hard that is on me.
Rayanne and Angela shyly smile at eachother. There is a comfortable silence.
Rayanne- (breaking the silence) Okay, enough of this emotional stuff... let's get some drinks!
Angela- Non- alcoholic, perferably.
Rickie- Angela, even the water here has traces of alcohol.
Rayanne- Three waters it will be- hold the alcohol. (She smiles at Angela, reasuring her that she is okay.)
Rayanne goes to get drinks while Rickie and Angela find a small circular table to sit at.
Angela- So, she actually isn't drinking.
Rickie- I haven't seen her take one swig, since, you know.
Angela- (Quickly, trying to avoid that subject) I'm like, so happy for her. (Looks around) So, how are you doing?
Rickie- (surprised) Oh, well, actually really great. I... I feel like I belong.
Angela- That's great... that's really great.
Rickie- (Looking at his watch) Speaking of the devil, I have to go in like in a little while. Mr. K's pretty-
Rayanne- (Cutting him off) I'm back! (Mouth full) I got some junk food too.
They sit for a half hour eating, drinking, laughing, having a good time, and taking it all in. After a while, Rickie leaves, and the girls hit the dance floor.
Outside Let's Bolt
Voice- Yo Catalano, what's taking you so long?
Jordan- I'm comin, shut up.
Shane- Let's go... come on.
Rickie comes out of Let's Bolt as Jordan and his friends are walking in. Jordan stares at Rickie. Rickie feels his stare, and begins to walk faster.
Jordan- (To his friends while looking at Rickie walk away) I'll be in, in a sec.
Friend- Whatever dude- you know where to find us.
Jordan's friends enter, leaving him outside.
Jordan- (Yelling) Rickie! (Rickie pertends to not hear) Rickie!
Rickie- (Stops, but doesn't turn around) Yeah?
Jordan- Is ah, who's here?
Rickie- I got to go. (He begins walking again)
Jordan faintly grins to himself- knowing the answer.
Let's Bolt (Inside)
Angela- Rickie was right about this water- it does have a kick to it. (Giggling)
Rayanne- Angela,(Laughing), that's not water.
Angela- (A little, little, buzzed) What?
Rayanne- You must of picked up someone else's drink, cuz that isn't water.
Angela- (Looking through the glass) Oh my God.
Rayanne- Now put that down, before you get a drinking problem.
Angela-(Puts the glass down) Anyways, I kinda want to dance.
Rayanne- (Pulls her towards the dance floor) Onward!
Cut to-
Shane- Catalano- you want anything? (Points to the bar)
Jordan- (Scaning the room) Just, just a coke, or whatever.
Shane- What, are you the Pope tonight? No beer?
Jordan- (Scaning) Just a coke. (Pause) I'll be back.
Shane- Where are you- (Jordan leaves- shane shrugs) Whatever.
Cut to Angela and Rayanne. Rayanne is being her crazy self- with or without alcohol. Angela is also being crazy- partly because she is having fun, and partly because she is some-what drunk. 15min into dancing, two guys begin to dance with them. They look about 19-20. After five min. of dancing together, Rayanne and her guy go to make-out somewhere, leaving Angela and the guy dancing. He is tall, and very attractive. The guy comes from behind Angela, and rests his hand on her hips. She doesn't mind this. She reaches over, and grabs his neck from the back. He moves his hand to her stomach, and pulls her tightly to him.
Cut to-
Jordan- Graff!
Pan to Rayanne and the guy making out by the pool tables.
Jordan- Graff! (She still doesn't here him. Annoyed, he pulls the guy off of her.
Rayanne's Guy- (Backing away) Sorry man, I didn't know!
Jordan- (Rolls his eyes) Graff, is, where, who...-
Rayanne just points over his sholder, and grabs the guy into another kiss.
Jordan- (To himself, nervous smile) Thanks.
He turns around, to find Angela still dancing with the guy.
-Cut to-
Angela's Guy- (Whispering in her ear) How old are you?
Angela- (Ditsy-ish) What?
Guy- (Laughs at her) Your cute. (Looks at her, she smiles up at him) You don't have a boyfriend, right?
Angela- (Quickly) Nope- No boyfriend what-so-ever. I'm absolutly single.
Guy- (Whispering) Intresting.
Cut to-
Jordan stands there- Rayanne and the guy heavily making out in the background. He watches as the guy continusly whispers things into Angela's ears. He is pissed. Jordan closes his eyes and slowly opens them again, whishing the song would end. He watches as the guy begins to move his hand under Angela's shirt. She laughs, and pulls his arm away. He tries again. At the sight of this, Jordan hurries over to where they are dancing.
Jordan- (To the guy) Get the hell off of her. (He pushes the guy away from Angela, and takes her under his arm.
Guy- I thought you said you don't have a boyfriend?
Angela- (Pulling out of Jordan's embrace) I don't have a boyfriend.
Guy- Then who the hell is he? (points to Jordan)
Jordan- Who the hell are you?
Guy- Whatever man, I'm over this.
He begins to leave.
Angela- Wait, don't go. (The guy is gone, and she now turns to Jordan) What was that about?
Jordan- What do you mean?
Angela- I was having fun, Jordan.
Jordan- (Guilty) Well, he was touching you and stuff, and-
Angela- And you're not my boyfriend. I was handling it, God.
Jordan- (Quietly) I was just trying to help.
Angela- Whatever. (She begins to leave)
Jordan- Wait! (Grabs her hand, and pulls her around to face him)
Angela- (Annoyed) What?
Jordan- (Quickly) Dance with me?
Angela- You dance? (Eyes widen)
Jordan- Well, no.
Angela- (Smiles) Okay then.
Jordan- Wait... um. (Realizing what he just got himself into)
Angela- (Laughing at him) Too late!
She turns around, so her body isn't facing his. She grabs the back of his neck, and places his hand on her stomach- The same position as she and the guy had been dancing. Slowly, he begins to loosen up, just swaying back and forth with her. A little into the song, he slowly moves his hand under the front of her shirt, touching her lower stomach. She lets him.
Cut to-
Jordan's friend- Am I seeing things, or is Catalano dancing?
A group of guys turn there heads from a pool game to watch Angela and Jordan dancing
Shane- Lately, Catalano has been acting, so... weird.
Cut To-
Angela- (Turning around to face him) You know, I'm not your girlfriend.
Long Silence. They stare at each other.
Jordan- (Whispering in her ear) I know.
Angela- Just checking.
She turns around again, and smiles wildly. Jordan tightly closes his eyes, and deeply sighs.
After a couple of minutes, the song ends. Jordan stands there holding Angela from the back.
Jordan- I'm going to go outside to smoke. You wanna come?
Angela closes her eyes tightly, and agrees. They begin to walk outside. Jordan watches Angela, and then makes a reach for her hand. She sees this out of the corner of her eye, and does a quick hair tuck. He looks down- obviously shot down. They get outside and make there way to a ledge. Angela sits on top of it, while Jordan leans against it, to the right side of Angela. Jordan pulls a smoke out, lights it up, and takes a drag.
Angela- So, how's Residue?
Jordan- Oh, you know, good.
Angela- (looking around, not sure what to say or do) That's good.
Jordan- Yeah... (Thinks) So, how are things, with, with you?
Angela- Actually, really good.
Jordan- (Depressed) That's good.
Angela- Jordan?
Jordan- What?
Angela- Jordan... what?
Jordan- What... what?
Angela- (Laughs) What? I know you want to say something... so what?
Jordan- Oh... (Half grin) No, I don't have anything that I want to say.
Angela- (Playfully pushes him) Seriously, what?
Jordan- (Pushes her back) Nothin.
Angela- Alright, I'm just going to go find Rayanne then, see ya.
Angela jumps off the ledge, and begins to walk back inside Let's Bolt.
Jordan- An-ge-la, come on. Stay with me? There are so many perverts around here. You don't want to put me in danger... do you? (He grins at her, with puppy dog eyes)
Angela- (Dreamy smile takes over her face as she turns around to look at Jordan) Make me feel guilty, is that how your going to make me stay? (She begins to walk towards him)
Jordan- It's working... isn't it?
Angela- (Jumps back on the ledge) Shut up... I can still leave you know.
Jordan- (He rests his hand on hers- Serious) No... stay.
Angela- (Realizing he is being serious- quietly) Okay.
Jordan- (Turning back around to lean against the ledge. He takes another drag) So, who was that guy in there?
Angela- (Looking around again) I don't know?
Long pause
Jordan- He seemed, (thinking) old, or something.
Angela- He was, older. Like twenty or something.
Jordan- (Eyes widen) Twenty?
Angela- Yeah (Hair tuck) What?
Jordan- I don't know. Isn't that like (Searching for the word) a pedafile... or whatever?
Angela- (Talking sternly) I can handle myself... GOD!
Jordan- (To himself) I know.
LOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG silence
Jordan- So... it's done?
Angela- (Looking at him) What?
Jordan- It's like, all over?
Angela- What are you talking about?
Jordan- The whole me and you thing... (Looks straight foward)
Angela- (Shocked by his foward-ness) Oh... um...
Jordan- Angela... just tell me, cuz I need to know.
Angela- Okay.
Jordan- Cuz I can't not know anymore.
Angela- Okay.
Jordan- Cuz it's driving me crazy.
Angela- I said okay.
Jordan- (Deep sigh) Okay.
Angela- Here it goes. Jordan, I lov- (Stops herself- not wanting to tell Jordan) Like you... alot.
Jordan- Okay.
Angela- Like, no matter what you do... I still like you, like a real, real lot.
Jordan shyly smiles to himself.
Angela- And because of this, I don't want you, because you make me mad.
Jordan- What?
Angela- But, just for now.
Jordan- (Takes another drag- confused) I don't get it.
Angela- I know, either do I. All I know is that in the back of my head, I still want you- even though I wish I didn't.
Jordan- Why do you wish you didn't, you know... want me?
Angela- Because, with you, it's like, hard to stay stable... or something.
Jordan bites his nail, trying to understand.
Angela- But the point is, I still want you... but just not now.
Jordan- So,(trying to make sense of it all), you want me, but you don't want to get into anything with me now?
Angela- Exactly. Go have your fun. And maybe later, if you want to...
Jordan- (Cutting her off) You are the most confusing person I know.
Angela- (Looks down) I know.
Jordan- (Looks over at her) God, (Moves closer to her- Angela looks away from him and smiles) It just makes me want you more.
Angela- (Turning around to face him again, and holds out her hand) Friends?
Jordan- (He looks down at it, dissapointed) What happens if I find someone else?
Angela- Then it wasn't meant to be... and I would track her down and beat her up.
Jordan just looks up at her.
Angela- Shut up. (She pushes him again)
Jordan- (Grins) I didn't say anything.
Angela- You were thinkin it though.
Pushes him again. He grabs the arm she was using to push him with, and pulls her down into a hug. She recepicates. They both close there eyes and deeply sigh.
Angela- (Eyes stll closed) When we pull apart..., don't you dare try to kiss me.
Jordan- I wasn't goi-
Angela- (Inturrupting him) Shut up Jordan, I know you were going to.
Jordan closes his mouth, and sadly smiles. After a while, they pull apart into a loose embrace. They look at eachother. Jordan's eyes move to Angela's lips, and he quickly moves closer to her, knowing he has to be fast. Although he is quick, he isn't quick enough. Angela moves her head slightly to the left, making Jordan kiss her cheek.
Angela- I knew you couldn't resist, Catalano.
Jordan- One day Chase, one day.
I know... way out of character- but, my excuse- wrote it a long time ago... and it's late... and I'm tired. Might fix it later. In my later chapters- much more in charater! Read and reveiw PLEASE!