JESSICA
We got the beat, we got the beat, we got the beat, yeah! We got the beat! I found myself singing along to a song by the Go Go's that was playing on the radio. I had my headphones attached to my stereo so I could listen to the radio with my headphones on and I was doing my homework listening to an 80's radio station.
"Now we have a classic to play, "What I Like About You" by The Ramones!" I heard the song playing and I flipped it off and turned to a classic rock station, the song reminded me of the eighth grade party our friends had thrown for us and they sang a remake of the song, it was also the night Damon and I got together.
I began belting out the words to the song by Aerosmith.
"You're listening to rock music?" Elizabeth asked walking through our joined bathroom and into my bedroom.
"Yeah, why?" I asked removing my headphones and sliding them down so they were hanging on my neck.
"It's just odd, you've never really liked rock music, well except for Big Noise." Elizabeth commented.
"Yeah, I have the guys stuck on my head right now. I guess my impulse was just to listen to rock music." I said.
Elizabeth went over to my stereo and flipped the stations until she got to the pop station I normally listened to.
She walked over to my bed and got down on her knees, and reached for something under my bed. I had a feeling I knew what she was getting out.
She came out with a box, Yep, I was right, the photo box.
The photo box was packed with pictures mostly from eighth grade. I took my headphones off and flopped down next to her on my bed.
Sitting cross-legged, I reached into the box and pulled out a photo, it was of Kristin and me, we were at the mall and it was a photo booth shot, with four pictures. I smiled and laughed at one of the faces Kristin had made.
Elizabeth also had a photo in her hand, it was of her and Salvador sitting on our couch, her head was rested on his shoulder and his head was rested on top of hers.
I put my photo back and reached for a small photo album labeled, DAMON N' ME! . I flipped through the book. The book held so many memories. It almost hurt to look at them.
"Liz, how many times did you think about Salvador today?" I asked placing the book back in the box.
"Over and over again, I think I even called Conner "Sal" once. He got pretty angry but let it go, thank God," Elizabeth said laying back on my bed, "What about you? How many times did Damon cross your mind?"
"Oh God, it was awful! I thought about him every second of the day! I felt like I was cheating on Jeremy! It was horrible!" I exclaimed flopping down right beside her.
Elizabeth sighed and covered up her head with a pillow. Just then, my phone rang.
I reached across Liz to my nightstand and grabbed my phone.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Jess, it's Jeremy," I heard Jeremy's familiar voice say across the line.
"Hey," I said.
"So do you know any guys who know who to play bass?" He asked.
"Jeremy, I'm not helping you with this stupid War of the Bands thing," I said.
Liz looked at me and then rolled her eyes; I could tell that she figured Conner was going to call her asking her the same question.
"Are you going to help out the other band?"
"No! I'm not helping either of you guys, but I think its stupid that you guys are competing over this," I said.
"Well what you think, and what I think, are two very different things," Jeremy said, "And I think-"
"I don't care what you think either!" I exclaimed and clicked off my phone.
Liz stared at me with wide eyes.
Just then her phone rang.
"Saw that coming," she said getting up from the bed and walking into her room.
I leaned down against my pillows and thought about everything that had happened that day.
Of course I loved Jeremy, no doubt.
So why can't I get Damon out of my head?