I am so incredibly sorry for the long wait. I seemed to have lost my muse. I think she disappeared in what I would like to acknowledge as "SAT" prep classes and homework and tennis and the "Spain Trip". HEY! I have a legitimate excuse now. I WENT TO SPAIN!  Alright, here you go. It really sucks this time because I just got back into it. Actually, I've been working on my Harry Potter Draco Malfoy series. That one sucks like crap, too, but read it if you must. I might be starting a new series HP.

love,the author.


Chapter 8

First Date

Blink 182


It was already Sunday morning and the sun's rays were penetrating through the windows and curtains of the room. Adam awoke from his sleep and a smile appeared on his face. He had a sudden recollection of the previous night's dream of making it into the Big Leagues. He was a professional hockey player and did not have to live with his father anymore. It was definitely what he wanted.

Or was it?

A few minutes later, Guy's alarm clock went off and it's owner knocked it to the ground with one sweep of his lazy arm. Sighing, Adam got up and turned the confounded thing off.

"Guy, why did you set it? It's Sunday," Adam questioned him irritably.

"Chill man, I just wanted to get an early start."

"On WHAT, exactly?"

"I was going to buy Connie breakfast."

"You WHAT? I thought you guys were fighting."

"We made up yesterday…when you ditched me, I bumped into her and forced her to listen to me."

"Forced? A bit aggressive don't you think?"

"Sometimes, you just have to be," Guy replied with a devilish smirk on his face.

"Aw, shit," remarked Adam.

"What?"

"Well, no offense, but, you and Connie were really annoying the crap out of me and Michelle…so…we kind of… planned a double-date thing to get you two back together…"

"Woah, you and Michelle are dating?"

"No no no, we were just going to pretend…?"

"So, do you actually want to pretend? I mean, don't you like her like that? In that way?"

"I…yeah…sort-of…maybe…I don't know…" He blushed a crimson red.

"YOU DO! Well, why don't you REALLY ask her out?"

"I can't…" his voice trailed off.

"Why not?"

"She'll probably say no," he stated glumly.

"You know what they say - you'll never know, if you don't try."

"But this was supposed to be a double da-"

Guy interrupted, "Just leave this to me and Connie."

"But I, I don't know what to say to her, she… She doesn't like hockey, or, or, I get all nervous. I wonder how I even manage to say hi sometimes. It's the way she looks at me, she intimidates me…" And this was the truth. Adam couldn't believe he admitted this out loud.

"Hey, that's sweet man. Uh, yeah, well, if you want, we could help you out, me and Connie. We'll give you lines or something."

"That's cheesy. I don't do lines."

"Maybe, but I'm a pro right?"

"Yeah but, Michelle is different from Connie."

"Girls are girls. Just, trust me," Guy stated reassuringly with know-how.

"…ok…"


It was already Friday night. Michelle could not believe how much time had lapsed since Connie and Guy's last fight. Was it just her, or were they really not mad at each other anymore?

"Come on Mich. We're going to be late!"

"Coming!" she slipped on her shoes and dashed out the door.

The two made their way to the local movieplex and waiting for them at the ticket-counter was Guy and Adam. Michelle noticed how handsome Adam appeared that day. He had on a nice pair of jeans and a semi-large black hoodie. His hair was a bit disheveled but it looked nice. Standing next to him was Guy. Michelle knew how incredibly hot Guy Germaine was, but she was not interested in him in the slightest bit. First of all, he was Connie's, and, second, he was too easy to predict. He did brash things without thinking it through and he was not the "brightest crayon in the box."

Michelle realized how long she had stayed silent, so she turned her attention back to thwy she was there in the first place – Guy and Connie. During all of this, Guy had been purchasing tickets.

"Ready, ladies?" Guy put out his arm for Connie to take, and she did!

"Well that was weird. I guess our plan is working."

"Oh, you have NO idea," Adam muttered to himself.


"I can't see a thing!"

"It's supposed to be dark in the theater!"

"Shut up."

"Where the heck did they go off to?"

"It's completely full. We'll never find them now."

"Look, there's two empty seats over there."

"Umm… okay."

The two late arrivals took their seats off to the side of the theater. Little did they know that they were situated three rows in front of the happy couple.

Adam's phone vibrated halfway through the movie. He tried to answer it quietly and succeeded. It was Guy.

"Hey man, try to put your arm around her."

The poor guy shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Here goes nothing. With a semi-swift movement, Adam's hand glided over to Michelle's territory.

WHACK! Oh shit.

"OUCH! Adam! What was that for?" Oh shit.

"SORRY!"

"Are you trying to give me a concussion?"

"Heh…" he blushed a deep crimson. Thank god for NO LIGHTING in the theater. He was safe for now.

Banks' phone vibrated again. Surprise, it's Guy.

"Nice Adam, really smooth. I think I'll give that an 8 on the stupidity scale."

The next few hours were absolute torture. Adam felt like an idiot and Michelle seemed to wish she was anywhere but there. I am going to kill Guy. Put my arm around her? Hold her hand? Talk about classes? Guy sucks at this. On the other hand, Connie and Guy appeared to be getting a little too comfortable.

Adam built up his confidence and asked, "Do you want some ice cream?".

"Anything to get away from them."

"I agree. Let's go."

Why is Adam acting so strangely? This WAS HIS idea. And why is he always talking on the phone? Who is it? Am I THAT boring? Wait, why do I care who he's talking on the phone with? Because I like him, duh.

"Here you go." Great, he's back.

"Thanks." Wait a minute, this is my favorite – cookies 'n' cream. A/N: was this invented then?

I took a bite. BRAIN FREEZE!

"AHHH! BRAIN FREEZE! AHH!"

Adam laughed a deep chuckle and put the palm of his hand on her forehead.

"WHEW! haha, thanks." She opened her eyes which were previously tightly squeezed shut.

"No problem," and with that he gave her a genuine smile. I wish he was like this from the beginning of this darn 'date'. His phone vibrated again. AGAIN? That's it; I've had it.

"I'm going to head back, if you don't mind."

"Umm..wait…"

She headed over to the disgusting couple and with an urgent voice stated, "Connie, can we go please? You and Guy are alright now."

Connie noticed the urgency in her friend's voice and with that, they left.

Trailing behind them were Adam and Guy.

"Guy, don't plan on sleeping tonight."

"Umm, will we be doing the dirty deed?" He gave a nervous laugh.

"Even better."

Guy gulped. "With naked chicks?"

"Oh, no. See, I'm going to pound you into a pulp!"

"Fuck. I said sorry!"

"Guy…"

"Yes?"

"Run."

"I'm gone."


Haha, the last part made me laugh. I don't know if you find it funny, but I do. I'm working on the next installment. I SWEAR! The muse is back and I'm changing her name to SUMMER!