February 14, 2010 7 am eastern standard time
Christi POV
Well this is my first valentines day actually having a boyfriend and I really don't know what to do. I know he has something planned for tonight and the adults are in on it but they won't tell me what. I decide to wear a pair of unripped jeans (which is a rarity for me) and a red v neck sweater. I know school's going to be a bitch today because I have 3 tests and than every time you walk down the halls it's just going to be crowded with couples. Sure I have Brad and all but we don't do PDA's…at school that is. I feel jet lagged today because Mom was throwing up what seemed like all night, if that's what it's like to be pregnant than I never wanna be.
12 pm
Roger POV
I walk down the street where all the music stores are. I keep telling myself I'm just going to buy new guitar strings I walk into Ashley's, a popular music store among guitar players. I can hear strains of some new little known indie band playing through the speakers. I walk over to where the guitar strings have always been only to find that now its guitar straps; I stare puzzled at the wall when a stunning brunette walks over.
"You look confused," she said to me.
"I'm just used to the guitar strings here," I replied.
"Well now they're over there" she told me pointing at isle 3.
"Oh, I guess so," I say slightly ashamed.
"Don't worry we just moved them last night most people are confused," she told me. I finally read her name tag it said "Jenn".
"Thanks. I like your name," I told her.
"Thanks" she said blushing like Mark, "it's not that original or anything but it works."
"Iknowthisisgoingtoseemreallyabrubtandeverythignbutwouldyouliketogoforcoffee?" I ask her slurring my words together like I'm drunk.
"Sure, I get off work…Now I guess," Jenn told me with a grin.
Something told me life would get better.
Mark POV
Filming, it's what I do. My camera glued to my face gives me a calm feeling no matter how bad things are my camera helps me cope. When Angel was dieing I didn't film but was constantly hurting, hiding it of course, but I learned for when Collins was dieing and than when Mimi was. It at least documents them. I've learned not to detach and feel emotion, I just need the calm. I know when walking in central park I need to pay attention otherwise I'm going to run down another old lady. That only happened once and she was ok. I'm walking with my camera stuck to my eye when suddenly a hand covers it.
"What the…" I say.
"You can't even manage hello?" I was asked.
I look up to see someone I never wanted to see again.
"What are you doing here?" I ask her coldly.
"I can't walk in Central Park? Last time I checked it was a public area where anyone could go." I was told.
"I have to go," I say turning abruptly.
"Mark wait! I just want to talk," She said.
"Why should I? You just left me for Benny because daddy said so. We were engaged than I get a post card from you in Vegas saying "I don't love you anymore, I've married Benny – Cherry," I said harshly.
"I'm different now, just give me a chance," She told me.
Christi POV
I now love this holiday! So far Brads gotten me Hershey kisses and a little teddy bear holding a rose. I don't care that I got no sleep and am cranky or that I failed my bio quiz, this has all been worth it.
"Hey!" I hear as hands cover my eyes.
"Brad," I squeal.
"Ready for tonight?" He asked
"I don't know what tonight is because I haven't been told. Or have you forgotten?" I say jokingly.
"All, I'll say is I'll get you at about 7 tonight so be ready for then, oh and your mom has clothes for you," He told me, "aw shit, I should be in AP math right now, I'll see you at lunch!"
With that he kissed me and ran off to get to class. All I can think about is how do I know he feels the same way about me?
Leah POV
Usually this time of year depresses me; I've always been single and have to put up with couples like Christi and Brad being all sweet and loving. This year it's different, I'm not single, no one knows though. He doesn't go to my school, in fact he doesn't go to any school he dropped out 3 years ago when he was 16. I met him when Roger's friend had a gig at this little indie club and snuck me in. He was a roady there. I know he's probably mixed up with all this shit like drugs but he doesn't treat me like some little breakable doll. I walk to my locker where my friend Rebekah was waiting for me.
"Have any huge plans for tonight?" She asked.
"With a friend," I replied.
"Possibly a boyfriend?" she questioned.
"Make that a defiantly I'm meeting him after he gets off work," I tell her.
"Right, your rock and roll bad boy," She joked, "just don't do anything you'd regret…again."
With that she disappeared in her usual Rebekah fashion. I grab my books for periods 3 and 4 than take off just in time to hear the bell ring.
Roger POV
"So Jenn tell me about yourself," I ask sounding like some sleaze bag.
"Well I'm a single Mom with a teenage son who's out of control, the party scene and all. My husband divorced me for some leggy blonde bimbo, I got everything in the settlement but it's been really hard on James, my son." She told me, "Now what about you?"
"Lets see I also have a teenage son only he's a good kid that's busy with his girlfriend who he grew up with. I'm a widower, my wife died from AIDS a couple years back, Brad didn't take it well," I say.
"So those are our sob stories than," She said placing her hand over mine.
I look into her dark navy/green eyes and there's a bond between us.
7:30 pm eastern standard time
Christi POV
I know how people say it's impossible to be in love when you're so young but I am, with Brad. He came and got me and took me to the roof where he set up this picnic blanket, a couple of candle, a CD player and food from the Life. I wish life could just stay like this, it's perfect.
11:30 pm eastern standard time
Leah POV
Finally, he's done with work.
"Hey baby," He said coming up behind me.
"Hey," I say in return.
"Do you mind?" He asked pulling out a joint.
"Not if I get some," I say sexily.
"Easily done," He said.
He lit it, took a hit than passed it to me, I deeply inhale the smoke enjoying every second.
"Want to go watch whatever band's playing right now?" He asked huskily.
I nodded my head in agreement and we walked in his arm slung around my waist. We end up next to a group of his friends who are deep in the music just senselessly bobbing their heads to the music. The one turns to me a gives me a crooked smile.
"Dude, you need to loosen up," He said.
I was itching for a hit; I haven't had one since this afternoon during study hall. No one notices, I'm the oldest they assume I have my life under control. A needle is being passed around without thinking I slap my arm, get the vein to show and stick it into my arm.
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