Disclaimer: I do not own MSCL or any of its characters. Jamie is a character of my own creation.
Author's Note: It's finally here. I would like to thank those who reviewed. Especially those of you who left suggestions, they have been a big help. In this chapter there are flashbacks, they will be italicized. Enjoy!
Chapter 7
"What thing with Brian?" Jordan asked as he and Jamie climbed down the stairs.
"Nothing" Angela quickly said as she hung up the fun without even saying bye to Rayanne.
Jordan looked at Jamie, who shrugged unknowingly, coming to the conclusion that Angela was hiding something from him. "I can't believe this," he said, "Less than an hour we've been back in each other's lives and here you are lying to me."
"No…wait…" Angela pleaded, but it was too late and he was already out the door and down the street.
"Gosh mother, you still haven't learned you lesson, have you?" Jamie said running back to the sanctuary of her room.
"Obviously not," Angelamumbled as she slid down to the floor against the doorand wrapped her arms around her knees.
Angela and Jordan are in Jordan's room studying. Angela was a junior now, and Jordan, thanks to the help of Brian and summer school, was now a senior. After a half hour of some honest studying (Yeah right), Angela moved to Jordan's side of the bed, kissing him on the chin as she snuggled into the warmth of his arms.
7 months they had been back together, and not once had Jordan ever again pressured sex. Sure they had their occasional heated make out sessions, but it never went any further. It was as if Jordan had given up on the idea of just doing it, and actually was enjoying being in a relationship.
You're beautiful," Jordan said as he stroked Angela's cheek.
"That it hurts to look at me?" she added with a laugh.
"Sometimes it does," he said in all seriousness, leaning in and engaging Angela in a passionate kiss.
"I think I'm ready…no…I know I'm ready to be with you" Angela said in a husky whisper. Jordan seemed to hesitate at first, but it wasn't long before…
Angela startled at the sound of someone banging on the door behind her. Getting up and peering out her door, Angela found one of her neighbors standing there.
"Hi, Mrs. Jackson, what can I do for you today?" Angela put on a fake smile as she let the older woman in.
"Well, I just wanted to borrow…oh honey, have you been crying? What's wrong, dear?" The elderly woman looked at Angela with concern as she reached out and patted her arm.
With the back of her hand, Angela quickly wiped at the tears that she unwillingly shed. "Oh, nothing's wrongs…it's just…nothing's wrong…what was it that you needed?"
"Some sugar, if you don't mind. There's nothing wrong with Jamie, is there?" she posed as she followed Angela into the Kitchen.
"She's fine. Is this enough?" Angela asked, showing Mrs. Jackson the bag of sugar.
"That's perfect. Does this have anything to do with that handsome young man I saw leaving here?"
"I think it's time for you to leave…" Angela said as she rushed the poor old lady out the door.
Seconds later, however, the door flew open and in barged Rayanne.
"Why'd you hang up on me?" Rayanne inquired, panting as if she ran the whole way over.
"Why didn't you just call me back?" Angela gave Rayanne a glass of water, then settled on the couch beside her.
"Well, I didn't exactly think about it." Rayanne said after she caught her breath. "And plus I thought something could've been wrong. So, what happened?"
"Jordan accused me of lying and barged out the door," Angela stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
"That's it?" Rayanne sighed, sounding a bit disappointed. "Well are you ever going to tell him the truth?"
"I don't want to talk about it…actually I think I'm going to go to bed now." Angela stood at the door, signaling to Rayanne that it was time to go.
"Okay, but you do know that it's time to face the music. Better now than later." Rayanne gave Angela an all knowing look and then she was gone.
"I think I might be pregnant…"
"WHAT?" Rayanne and Rickie screamed in unison.
"Shh…not so loud" Angela said, checking the restroom a second time to make sure there was no one to overhear their conversation.
"Wait a second…it isn't possible…" Rayanne giggled. "Unless…you and Jordan…?"
"Yes, Rayanne, we did it." Angela confirmed as a dreamy smile crossed her face.
"And you didn't tell us?" Rayanne frowned.
"That's not the point." Angela sighed.
"Of course it isn't. The point is that we need to go to the corner store."
Hour later in girl's restroom…
"What's it say? What's it say?" Rayanne squealed as she jumped up and down.
"It says that I'm…"
Angela woke up realizing that she had slept in late. It was no big deal, since it was a Sunday, but that was the first time in the last 15 years. Going downstairs, she found a note on the refrigerator from Jamie.
"Gone to breakfast with Jordan
- Jamie"
Angela sighed as she grabbed an orange and sat at the kitchen table. For awhile, she just sat there and let the events of the previous day play in her head. After some time she got up and received the cordless phone from its charger. Dialing a number from her past, Angela got the answering machine.
"Hi mom and dad…it's me, Angela…long time no see right..." she commented with a slight chuckle. "Well I know it's been literally forever since we last talked or saw each other, but I realized recently that it's time that I face the music. I'm coming home…I know it's unexpected…but I need to see you…"
"Angela?" said an old familiar voice.
In chapters to come: Angela goes to see her parents, learn of the thing with Brian…
Author's Note: I didn't really like this chapter, but I'd like to know what you all think. My friend said it was good, but you know what they say, a person is there own worst critic. And that is totally true for me. Thanks for reading and please review…