Between Me and You
Chapter 2
"This week has been horrible." I grumbled, grabbing some popcorn out of the bowl and popping them one by one into my mouth.
"Court, it was not that bad." Bridgette, ever the positive person, said, smiling at me and throwing her foot down to make the swing sway faster.
"Oh, do not lie to me!" I said, glaring at her and throwing a piece of popcorn at her.
"At least you constantly have that hottie hitting on you." Gwen said, laughing slightly, to which I stuck out my tongue and flicked popcorn at her.
"You know you love it." Bridgette said, elbowing me in the stomach, which made Gwen fall on the floor laughing.
"You both disgust me. I'm going to put my pajamas on. It's so cold out here." I said, covering my arms as I got up and walked across my screened in porch to the glass sliding doors.
I walked across the Mexican tiled kitchen and dining room, to the carpeted stairs and climbed them. Directly across from the stairwell was my small little room. The walls were a pale pink, which I hated, but the bed and the small desk were stuck into the wall, and were made of a dark wood. Above the bed, were little shelves that I was constantly hitting my head on in the morning. I opened the little door into my midget-sized closet and grabbed some pajamas from the dresser that barely fit in there. Then I quickly changed and raced back outside.
"Ugh, one of your stupid wrestling sweatshirts, again?" Gwen asked, pretending to choke over the shirt.
"Shut up." I said, sticking out my tongue and taking my seat beside Bridgette on the swing.
"How do you even get that many?" Bridgette asked, looking over at me and sticking a tortilla chip into some cheese sauce and looking over at me.
"My brother, now can we please talk about something else?" I asked, taking a handful of popcorn from the bowl and popping it into my mouth while looking across the water at the bridge and the few cars that were going over it this late at night.
"You're so lame." Gwen laughed out before her and Bridgette went inside to change into their pajamas too.
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"Man, what the hell are we doing here?" I asked, rolling my eyes and swatting another mosquito away from my legs as Geoff, DJ, Trent and I trekked through the woods to get to some girls house.
"Why couldn't we just get your brother to drop us off at her house?" Trent asked, looking around and hurrying to catch up to the rest of us.
"Look, we're doing this, because I need to talk to Bridge, and we can't drive up to her house because her parents are totally crazy about boys coming over, and if we drive, they'll see our headlights." Geoff said, turning around to face the rest of us.
"Well, I'm still in." DJ said, smiling at Geoff and looking at Trent and I as Geoff turned back around and continued on his way.
"Well, why couldn't we stay on the path?" I asked, rolling my eyes at Geoff's infatuation.
"Streetlights. There aren't many, but there are enough for her parents to see us." Geoff said, not even turning around to explain this to me.
We got to the end of the woods, where they met a few feet of rocks, which plummeted down into a river. There was a small staircase that was rocking in the wind, on the other side of the rocks, and a large balcony overlook overtop of the rocks. The stairs led up to an area filled with pebbles which went all the way up to a caged area and a garage door.
"So, what now, Romeo?" I asked, slapping Geoff on the back.
"We climb up to the top, duh!" Geoff said, before walking over to one of the posts that the balcony was situated on, and began trying to climb up.
"Uhm, guys, there are stairs up to the deck over there." I said, pointing to an area just above the rocky outcrop and illuminated by a light bulb.
"But-" Geoff started to say, before I grabbed him by the ear and pulled him over to the stairs.
"Alright, guys, stay below the window line and be quiet." Geoff said once we had all rejoined on the deck.
"It's about time you guys got back!" A familiar voice said, as two others simply laughed at her.
"You didn't tell me we were at Princess'." I said, giving away my image for a second and smiling at the thought.
"I didn't know it was a factor." Geoff said, looking over and laughing at me.
"It's not." I said, after pulling my lips out of their grin and looking at him hard.
"Let's just go!" Trent said, clearly itching to see if his little gothie was here too. After speaking he hurried to the end of the walled part of the deck and was just on the verge of the screened in part, when Princess spoke up.
"What's that?" She said, confusion clear in her voice as a squeaking stopped, and her footsteps became audible on the wood floor, all three of us were motioning for Trent to come back, but dumbly, he was just shaking his head and telling us to come to him.
"Trent?" Courtney's voice asked, causing Trent to look over his shoulder at her, "What're you doing here?"
"Oh, uhm-" He said, clearly stumped for a reason of being here.
"Trent's here?" Gwen's voice said, footsteps hurrying over to where Courtney was, "Hey Trent." Gwen said, goofily smiling at the dark haired boy.
"Is anyone else here with you?" Courtney asked, her voice narrowing before Trent could say anything back to Gwen.
"Well actually, yeah. Geoff-" He said, before another voice cut him off.
"Geoff's here too?" Bridgette asked her voice animated and happy.
With that, Geoff got up and walked over to Trent, "Hey Bridge." He said once he go there, sheepishly waving at her with a silly grin on his face.
"What're you two doing here?" Bridgette asked, coming over to the area we could see as Courtney left it.
"Just wanted to stop by and see you guys." Trent said, smiling up at Gwen.
"Oh, Court, can we let them in?" Bridgette asked, looking over her shoulder at the mocha haired girl.
"Oh, yeah, sure, I'd love to hang out with you two and your- Ow! OW!" She said, as the other two girls picked something and threw them at her.
Afterwards Bridgette threw open the lock that was on the door in front of Trent and Geoff, and then Geoff looked back at DJ and I and said "you guys coming too?"
"Who else is here?" Courtney asked, her voice filled with ice.
"Just me and Deej, Princess." I said, sauntering into the walkway and leaning against it as I spoke.
"Oh, this is just deeeeelightful." She said, glaring at me, and then staring out at the water in front of her.
Trent and Gwen were over in the corner talking about the music that was playing on the little radio that Gwen was talking, a blush covering both of their cheeks, while Geoff and Bridgette were sitting at the table, eating food and talking about random stuff. DJ had found the pretty white, black and brown bunny within seconds of arriving in the deck.
"You should go sit with her." DJ said, coming over to me and rocking the bunny in his arms.
Instead of saying anything to the gentle giant I simply looked at him, and then walked across the deck and sat on the swing with Courtney.
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"What're you doing here, delinquent?" I asked, looking over at him, but honestly too tired to even care that he was here.
"I just wanted to see you, darling." He smirked out, moving closer to me.
"Stay, on your side." I said, pushing him back, which caused him to just move closer.
"But I like it so much better, closer." He said, getting close enough to touch me.
"Will you just leave me alone?" I asked, exasperated, and just wanting to collapse into tears.
"Something wrong, Princess?" He said, looking slightly concerned his blue orbs turned directly on me.
"As if you haven't already heard." I snorted out, looking at him like he was an idiot.
"Oh, the Justin stuff? Don't worry about that, he's retarded." Duncan said, looking out at the water, while looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Why?" I asked, looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"I heard he just broke up with you for some sexy time." Duncan said, still 'looking at the water'.
"Aw, Duncan, is this your way of saying you care about me?" I asked, smirking at him and crossing my arms across my chest.
"You wish." He said, looking at me with a flabbergasted look upon his face.
"Mm, you care about me." I said in a sing-songy voice, sticking my tongue out at him after I finished.
"I do not." He said, turning around, and beginning to tickle my sides.
"Stop!" I giggled out, trying to push his hands away, only to have him grab and hold both of my wrists and continue his assault with the other.
"Now, tell me, do I care about you?" He asked, looking at me with a hard stare after a few minutes.
"Yes." I smiled out, just as the glass door slid open.
"Courtney, what is going on out here?" My mother asked, thankfully not sticking her head out, instead staying within the confines of the house.
"Nothing. We're about to pick the deck up and come inside. The deck is messy though, so you probably don't want to look at it." I said, freezing and automatically saying anything that came to mind.
"Just make sure it looks like it did before you went out there when you come inside." She said, before sliding the door closed.
"OCD much?" Duncan asked, turning to me and rolling his eyes.
"You have to leave." I said, pushing his hands away from me and hopping off of the swing.
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"Court, it's not like your mom is gonna check again or anything." Geoff said, looking at her with pleading eyes, begging to stay and hang with Bridgette.
"You live in the same neighborhood, just hangout tomorrow!" She said, pulling the two apart, and then motioning for DJ to put the bunny back in it's cage.
"Princess, you have got to chill." I said, reaching for her hand, which she promptly whipped out of my grasp.
"And you especially have to leave." She said, narrowing her onyx eyes at me and looking at me like I was a piece of trash. Icy exterior, welcome home.
"I liked you much better a few minutes ago." I said, grabbing DJ and going outside onto the deck, Geoff and Trent following a few seconds behind us.
"See you tomorrow, Bridge!" Geoff whispered, happiness glowing throughout him.
"Did you have fun?" DJ asked, once we got outside the light out the house, this time just walking along the edge of the woods.
"Yeah, Bridgette is so cool." Geoff said, swooning even after the girl was out of sight, "What about you Trent?"
"Tons, we should definitely do this again." Trent said, giving Geoff and DJ a thumbs up.
"What was with you and Courtney?" Geoff finally asked, turning to me and questioning.
"Nothing." I said, shrugging it off and continuing on my way while the others stopped and looked at me with curiosity. The truth was, I had no idea what had happened back there, one moment she was this chill, cool chick, and then once her mom said something she tensed up and became a completely different person, or maybe I had imagined the cool person the entire time.
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"I'm so glad you let them come in, Court." Bridgette said later once we'd gone inside and set up the mattresses in the spare room.
"Yeah." I said simply, laying down on my back and staring out the skylights at the twinkling stars.
"Aren't you happy?" Gwen asked, elbowing me and smiling down at me.
"Why would I be?" I asked, looking at the two of them and trying to pretend nothing had happened tonight,.
"We saw you and Duncan, tell us!" Bridgette said, grabbing my arm and pulling me back up into a sitting position.
"There's nothing to tell. I could never be with a boy like that. You know that." I said, smiling slightly and feeling rotten about insulting him, once again, so I just laid back down.
"You know, Court, we're your best friends. We can tell when you're lying." Gwen said, looking down at me with inquiring eyes.
"Maybe you all just want me to be lying." I said raising my eye brow and looking at the both of them.
"And why would we want that?" Bridgette asked, looking down at me like I'd suddenly lost every brain cell in my head.
"Because, Duncan is friends with Geoff and Trent. If I like him, then you two can shamelessly hang out with the boys you like and not feel bad about it." I answered, smirking at them both and rolling over, ending the conversation.
"Fine! Don't tell us the truth. But we know something happened!" Gwen said, while Bridgette got up and flicked off the lights.
"At least someone does. Maybe you can explain it to me." I whispered after a minute, before rolling back over and staring at the flickering spots of light in the sky and wishing they could spell out the truth and explain it all to me.