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Chapter 5
After the whole Ellie thing, I went about things as usual. Screw it. She wasn't ready to have a civilized conversation with me yet, and I damn sure wouldn't push her. Em and I continued to write, and even talked over the phone twice a week. I spent most of the summer with Vanessa, except for the few times Jen would come over crying over Steve. Then we would spend the days cheering her up and the nights keeping her from smoking herself into oblivion.
Steve, when he wasn't screwing Jen senseless, was still slinging E to rich kids, and gearing up to attend the university of his parents choice when fall came. Bryce decided at the last minute that he wanted to be a camp counselor for a bunch of litte kids, apparently just to bed his hot fellow employees. We spent most of our time drinking beers and talking shit. With the exception of Jen, a total pothead, who managed to smoke at least five joints in one sitting.
I wrote a lot to Emma about mine and Nessa's conversations, leaving out the ones about her. Emma wrote about the summer romances taking place in TO, how bored she was of watching Manny and Craig sucking face, and getting more and more friendly with Jay. At first, I was surprised. Those two have never gotten along too well, and I couldn't imagine what they could be talking so much about. Me, probably. That's about the only thing they have in common. And why hadn't Jay called me?
Late one night, I was lying awake in bed (as usual lately) when I saw the caller id light flashing. The phone was ringing, without the noise for the benefit of my parents, who were both asleep. I checked it before answering. Simpson, A&C(a/n- Archie and Christine). It said. "Hello?" "Hey." "Em. What's up?" I asked at practically a whisper. "Nothing. Can't sleep. Still thinking of you." "Yeah, me too." It got quiet for a minute. "So, what are you doing for Canada day?" "I don't know. Probably headed to a party on the beach or something." "Oh. Well, my parents are throwing a barbeque. I really don't want to be there. Especially with Craig and Manny all over each other while I'm there alone." I wanted to tell her I'd come. Or she could come here. "Maybe I could come down and we could go together." "Or maybe I could spend the day in Wasaga, with you." She read my mind. "I'd like that." Damn, why did I have to sound like such a girl? "So, is it a date?" "Definitely. But, uh, how are you getting here? I can't pick you up." "I could find a ride. I mean, if my Mom can't bring me, then maybe Jay..." "Jay?" I interrupted. "You and Jay sure have been spending a lot of time together lately." "Jay is...not so bad Sean." "Em, are you doing anything with Jay? I mean, other than hanging out?" "What? What in the world would give you that idea?" Duh. Obviously you did. "Just answer the question." I was getting heated now and I knew she could hear it in my voice. I could just picture Jay's filthy hands all over my...my...'your friend. cause that's all she is now, you dumb ass!' "As if it's any business of yours Sean. You aren't with me! You want an answer, Yes! Jay likes me. He told me so. And I believe him. He's changed. The only reason I haven't been out with him is cause of you! But you know what? I'm so over that now!" Great. So she was mad, and I was officially pissed. And we know what happens when my temper takes over. "You know what Nelson? I don't give a fuck what you do, got that? Have a fucking awesome time doing whatever you're doing with Jay and don't bother coming to visit cause I won't fucking be here!" "You know what Sean? Fine! You're such an idiot! God!"
Click. The line went dead. Then the dial tone came. The girl hung up on me. I couldn't believe she'd actually hung up in my face. The second girl in two weeks. And did she just say that Jay said he liked her? That no good, girlfriend stealing bastard. I was so fucking pissed.
The next day I got up to get dressed. I had initially decided that I wouldn't let what Emma told me get to me, but I hadn't slept all night. I was too pissed and on top of that, I was still having those damn nightmares about Rick. I walked into the kitchen and found that my Mother had left her coffee pot on. I wasn't a big fan of coffee, but figured it might get me going a bit, so I poured myself a cup full and drank it, black.
Not knowing where I was going, I took off walking. I got as far as the first gas station when I spotted Jen, talking to another blond haired girl. "What's up?" I said, passing right on by and walking into the store. I didn't know what the hell I wanted out of there, so I just walked around. About a millisecond later, I heard the bell sound again. She walked up behind me.
"What are you doing in here Cameron?" "Damn. Mom. I was just taking a walk. Didn't realize I needed permission." "Ha. Ha." She said as we walked to the counter where I bought some gum and a bottle of water. "What are you doing here? Trying to score more weed?"
"Yup.I found it too." I rolled my eyes.
We walked outside and just started walking. "So, how's shit going with Steve?" "Same. What about you and your girlfriend? April?" "It's Emma. And she's not my girlfriend." "That bad huh?" "Whatever." We continued walking until we reached our hang out park. I watched as she rolled up her first joint on the picnic table we always sat at.
She noticed me watching. "Wanna hit?" I never touched a drug in my life. Sure, people labeled me a bad ass, and I was okay with that, but weed, coke, E, and all that shit, it wasn't my thing. Maybe it was all the stuff with those damn girls, my nightmares, or the fact that my Mom was already falling back into old patterns that was driving me crazy, but I took the joint from Jen's hand and took a nice, long pull. I inhaled, and felt a slight lightheaded. By the third pull, I felt a lot better. I knew then I was serious when I said I wouldn't let it bother me. None of it.
A/N- So? Was it bad? What do you guys think? Sean smoking weed? And how long will he and Emma stay mad at each other? Will Ellie ever talk to him again? So, right now, we have a tie for who Sean should end up with, and it could go either way now with both girls pissed at him, and Emma and Jay practically dating. So please review!
Kris
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