Guess who's back? Back again? I am back, tell your friends! This story is now officially back and I'm super excited for it!
In honor of my beautiful niece, Raya Lynn, who was born just a couple days ago!
Song (Only Chorus Used): My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson.
New outfits have arrived on Polyvore for anybody who wants to check them out btw.
After dancing with my Dad for a bit longer, we sat down amd had some lunch while watching a recap of last night's football game. My Dad yelled at the tv for the most part while I laughed at him. Dad paused the recording and picked me up, hoisting me over his shoulder and running around the living room. He called out random football terms before putting me on the coffee table before shouting "TOUCHDOWN!" I giggled a bit before stepping down from the table and giving my Dad a hug.
"Thank you Dad. I've really missed this." I claimed, breathing in the scent of his cologne.
Dad held me tightly before kissing my forehead. "You know I'll always be here for you. You're my baby girl. You deserve a break for everything every once in a while. How about we go on one of our Daddy-Daughter dates like we did when you were little? Take your mind off of things for a bit longer."
I smiled, pulling out of the hug a little. "I would love to. I'll go get ready."
"Take your time, Princess." Dad stated, tousling my hair a bit.
I grinned before taking off for my room. I quicly threw on some clothes and my sandals, grabbed my purse, tied my hair back and ran back downstairs. "Ready!"
Dad rolled his eyes a bit. "I thought I told you not to rush?"
"You did, but I'm too excited! Let's go, Dad!" I exclaimed, pulling my Dad's wrist toward the door. I didn't actually pull much, but Dad let me win and walked over to the door. I ran outside and jumped in the Jeep, waiting as Dad locked the front door.
Dad climbed in the driver's seat and started the car. I smiled at him and we took off down the road with no real destination in mind.
Butchy ran a hand through his hair as he walked to Big Momma's. He hadn't seen Mick since yesterday and he was more than just a little bit worried about her. The last he knew, Mick had gone home to be with her parents, but she always returned the next morning to start the three day cycle all over again. Was Mack right in assuming that he had done something to upset her? Was she ignoring him because of it?
Butchy sighed, he was probably over thinking things and just making himself paranoid. Mick was safe at home and she was probably just hanging out with Brady or that cousin of hers, Hudson.
Butchy walked inside the restaurant and grabbed a soda from Big Momma. 'I needs to relax.' Butchy thought to himself, 'I'm being overprotective and way too paranoid. I don' need to breathe down her neck every second of every day.'
As Butchy sat down in his usual booth, Juliet sat across from him. "I knew you'd keep your promise!" Juliet exclaimed with a beaming smile.
"Promise?" Butchy questioned, glancing at the blonde.
"You said yesterday that you come here every day. So, I came here this morning and waited to make sure you weren't lying to me." Juliet claimed like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Butchy nervously inched as far back as the seat would allow before responding. "You dids, huh? That's, uh, very interesting."
Juliet nodded with a giggle. "Yeah, well, anyway, what are you doing later?" Juliet twirled her hair around her fingers as she watched Butchy's response.
"I'm probably just gonna go home and, um, wait for my fiancé to come back. Why do you ask?" Butchy asked, watching the blonde's reaction to the news.
Juliet bit the inside of her cheek to refrain from making herself look like a fool in front of her new crush. The blonde smiled innocently at Butchy before giggling a bit. "I was just wondering if you'd mind showing me around, is all. I'm still new here and I don't exactly where to go or what to do around here."
'Oh,' Butchy thought to himself, 'she really is just a lost girl who wants to make new friends. I guess there's no harm in helpin her.' "Alright, Juliet. I'll show youse around a bit, but, after that, I's really shoulds get home and make sure my girl's okay."
"That's no problem, Butchy! Just as long as I know where the best hang outs are." Juliet stood and walked very close to Butchy's side as they left the restaurant.
Tanner watched from the window as his old rival and the new girl headed toward Butchy's bike. "Something doesn't seem right, Lela."
"I know what you mean, Tanner." Lela replied as she and Tanner spied on Butchy and Juliet. "If this has anything to do with what Mick was telling us, I don't think it's going to end very well..."
Tanner sighed. "What do we do about it? It's not like we can go talk to Mack and Brady and have them fix it all. Mack took that contraption with her after last night."
Lela nodded, "You're right."
The duo sat in silence for a moment as they thought before they gasped in unison. "The necklace!"
"I'll go home and get it." Lela said calmly.
"That's a good idea, Lela. Why don't we meet here in front of Big Momma's and we can head out before the big shindig tonight." Tanner claimed, nodding as the plan seemingly fell together on it's own.
Lela agreed with a nod before taking Tanner's hand and running outside toward her house. "Mack and Brady can help us. They have a whole bunch of experience with these things."
"Yeah!" exclaimed Tanner as they ran around a group of surfers. "They have to know what all of this means!"
Lela giggled, "Then they can tell us how to fix it!"
Mick sighed as she pulled her earbuds from her ears and stopped the music that blared from them. When had her life suddenly become such a giant recreation of that teen drama show she hated as a kid? Mick glanced around at the empty beach she sat on before singing the words to the chorus of the song she had been previously listening to.
"'Cause we belong together now, yeah. Forever united here somehow, yeah. You got a piece of me, and honestly, my life would suck without you."
"Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye." A voice continued from behind Mick. "Maybe I was wrong for trying to pick a fight. I know that I've got issues, but you're pretty messed up way I found out I'm nothing without you."
Mick clapped for Hudson as he sat on the sand next to her and set his board on the sand next to him. "Hey, H."
"What's wrong, M?" Hudson asked, watching the waves roll in.
Mick shook her head. "I don't know what you mean."
"You've been crying." Hudson said calmly. "If not, you've probably been close to it."
"How can you tell?"
"We've know each other since birth, Mick." Hudson smiled, putting his arm over Mick's shoulder. "It's like I have this radar that goes off whenever you aren't feeling like the happy girl I know and love. Besides, Mick, I know you well enough to know when you've been crying, are about to cry, or just really want to punch something."
"Really?" Mick asked skeptically.
"Yeah. So what's going on? What's got you like this?" Hudson questioned. "What can I do as your best cousin in the world to make it all better?"
Mick sighed, Hudson couldn't do anything to help. He had no clue about her being engaged or about Wet Side Story. "It's just boy trouble, H. Not much you can help me with in that department."
Hudson took a deep breath. "Well, if it's anything like those imaginary boy-toys you had as a kid, I think I might be able to help."
Mick rolled her eyes and took a deep breath. "No, actually. There's this guy I've been dating for a while and I thought we were doing pretty well. Then this girl shows up and she tries holding his hand and flirting with him. She is exactly the opposite of me and I-I'm scared th-that he-e won't wan-nt t-t-to be with m-me after he rea-lizes th-that she's exa-actly what he wants!"
Hudson pulled Mick into his arms and let her cry on him. "Makana Kaya Birch, you listen here and you listen good. You are the best person I know and if this, obviously stupid, guy can't realize that, then there's something wrong with him. There is nothing wrong with you. You are as perfect as you can get here on earth and don't let this new girl, or anybody else for that matter, dull that sparkle."
Mick's arms tightened around Hudson as he rubbed circles on her back. "H-How are y-you so good at th-this?"
"Temporary insanity." Hudson claimed, "No, I'm just kidding. I guess I just know what you need to hear. If you can't hear it from Aunt Mack and Uncle Brady, I will always be here to shake up that brain of yours."
"Thanks, H." Mick smiled, wiping her face a bit.
Hudson helped clean Mick's tear stained cheeks before pressing a light kiss to her forehead. He knew she'd have a headache after that little episode. "That's what cousins are there for. Emotional breakdowns, beating up people you don't like, or even just sitting here and drying your tears."
"You're the best, Hudson." Mick smiled.
"I know." Hudson claimed confidently. "Love you, cous."
"Love you too, cous." Mick responded with a smirk. "I'm going to go talk to my boyfriend and see if we can work this out."
"Alright. If you need me to kick some butt, you know where to find me." Hudson smiled, ruffling Mick's hair as he stood.
Mick grabbed his hand and let him help her up. "I know, H, but I'm gonna try to solve this without conflict, okay?"
"Okay. But still, if you need me, call me." Hudson said seriously, grabbing his surfboard.
"Okay, H, I will." Mick nodded. "I'll see ya around, alright.
"Yep. Catch ya later." Hudson nodded before running into the ocean.
Mick lingered on the beach for a while before heading back home. No doubt her Mom would be back. Her Mom would understand what she needed to do. Besides, she still needed to ask her about Butchy and what he had told her.
'Ugh...' Mick sighed mentally, 'Why does life always seem complicated for me?'
As Butchy finished the tour with Juliet, they watched the waves for a bit as they asked each other different questions.
"So, where are you's from?" Butchy asked.
"Oh, I'm from Texas." Juliet replied, a big smile on her face. "My Daddy owns one of the biggest transportation companies in Dallas. He plans on opening a motorcycle plant here so he sent me to check it out."
Butchy's eyes widened a bit at this. "Sounds nice. Is he, uh, looking fer anyones to work at this new place?"
"He sure is!" Juliet exclaimed. "Daddy is always complaining that nobody can build him the one he wants. He wants somebody who can surprise him, I guess."
Butchy glanced to his bike, "Is there any ways you's can explain this bike to me?"
Juliet smirked, "Of course! It's this Harley Davidson model from this year. He wants it in red and white. Something about a pan, I think."
"A 1962 Panhead? I gots one o' those. I wants to rebuild it fer Mick as a weddin' gift." Butchy smiled, his eyes glazed over as he thought of his brown haired beauty.
"Really?" Juliet asked, "My Dad would have loved to have it. Or riden it. He is a motorcycle nut. He'd probably hire you on the spot if you rebuilt it for him."
Butchy thought over this info for a moment. "Y'know whats? I needs to rebuild it anyways. Why don't I's just let him take it fer a ride?"
Juliet gasped, a huge smile crossing her features. "You would really do that?! You are the best!"
"What 're friends fer?" Butchy stated, "Besides, it's not like he's going to keep it fer 'imself. One ride won't hurt."
"You said what?!" Lela exclaimed incredulously after her brother explained what had happened with Juliet. "I thought that the Panhead was Mick's dream motorcycle! Why on earth would you give it away?!"
Butchy sighed in frustration as he hung up his helmet and leather vest. "I'm not giving it aways, Sis. Juliet's Dad has always wanted one and, besides, she says he'd probably be okays with just ridin' it. I's saids nothin' about givin' away Mick's bike."
"I'm sorry, Butchy, but this just does not seem like the right thing to do. Especially not to Mick." Lela claimed, shaking her head. "Mick has been working herself to exhaustion every day for your wedding. She doesn't need the extra stress of you doing crazy things for a complete stranger! And a girl stranger at that!"
"Lela..." Butchy exhaled, "I knows Mick's puttin' up with a lot more 'an she should, but I's honestly don't thinks she'd mind me helpin' out somebody."
Lela's shoulders slumped a little before she forced them back up. "I guess we'll just have to find out for ourselves, huh?"
"What're you's talkin' 'bout?" Butchy asked as he opened the door to his room.
"Tanner and I are going to see Mack and Brady tonight before the shindig at Big Momma's." Lela replied with a confident smile. "Mick's still there with them. I plan on telling her, Mack and Brady everything that's been happening. And, once Tanner and I leave tonight, you can't follow us to stop me."
Lela raised her clenched fist from her dress pocket and let the pearl chain dangle down in front of her, the beads shimmering in the light of the living room. At the end of the beads, the small, Hawaiian flower danced back and forth as Lela displayed it to her older sibling.
Butchy's eyes widened a fraction as he stared at his sister. He was tempted to grab the necklace from her and run so he could stop Lela before she causes things for him and Mick to tear again, but he knew he wouldn't stand a chance. Lela was fast when she needed to be and it would be a losing battle. Even so, it wasn't like he was hiding anything from Mick, he was helping the new girl, it's not like he was cheating on her or something. He wouldn't do that to Mick, not in his wildest dreams.
Lela grabbed the handle of the front door before twisting it open and turning to face it. She gave one last glance over her shoulder to her brother before sighing...
"I'm sorry, Butchy, I really am."
B-L-O-O-P-E-R-S
(Hahahaha! You guys probably thought I forgot to do these again, huh? XD Nope! I remembered!)
As a backstage dare, Mick was told by Giggles to do the most random thing she could while they were still filming in Big Momma's.
So, guess where we are now?
Mick climbed up on the counter and turned on some music. As Drag Me Down by One Direction came on, Mick started bouncing around like a maniac and singing along as best as she could.
As Mick spun around, her sock slipped, causing her to fall back on the counter.
"This counter can drag me down!" Mick sang before sliding down off the island.
"Okay, cut!" The director called. "Mick, you okay?"
"A little dragged, but I'm fine!" Mick joked, laughing at her own dumb joke.
As Juliet sat down across from Butchy at the table, Mick knelt on the seat behind Butchy, glaring daggers at the blonde.
"I'm on to you, blondie." Mick mouthed at her.
Juliet swallowed thickly before talking to Butchy. The camera switched to Butchy, but what made everybody start laughing was the look on Juliet's face as Mick dragged a finger across her throat before pointing it at Juliet.
"I've got my eyes on you." Mick claimed before ducking back down so she couldn't be seen on camera.
"Cut!" The director shouted. "Makana, what was that about?"
Mick popped back up from the next booth over. She draped her arms over the back of the chair and over Butchy's shoulders. "Just reminding Juliet that Butchy belongs to me. Got it, Juliet?"
The blonde nodded quickly. "Yes, Mick."
"Great! Later, Babe!" Mick exclaimed before planting a kiss on Butchy's cheek and dashing off the set.
I have a major plan for this story, so be on the alert. Updates will be more frequent and the plot shall be thicker than my favorite milkshake!
xoxo