Ch23

Alanna sat on a couch and watched as Skip stumbled around the shop to voice of Ted Nugent. Shaking her head, she took a swig of the beer in her hand. The arm around her grew tighter as the boy next to her laughed at his friends and pulled her closer. Alanna looked over to his as his smile grew bigger. Tristan Stradford continued to laugh as his friend joked about how retarded Skip and his friends looked, all pissed drunk, and not knowing what the hell tomorrow was going to do to them.

"So Alanna, did you see the magazine?" Jeremy Wrangle asked Alanna, who's head was on Tristan's shoulder, but quickly popped up.

"No!" she said as she grabbed it from him and he laughed. She ran her fingers over the cover, the picture of her, Stacy, Tony and Jay in the pool was on the cover. Alanna's stupid face was being praised on the cover.

Skateboarders with a sense of humor...

"Nice face," Tristan laughed joking with her. She playfully punched him in the stomach, and laughed. He kissed her forehead, and then was caught in a discussion with his friends. Alanna looked up and around the party. As usual Tony was being crowded by people with his arm around two big boobed blondes. The smile on his face was priceless, and it made Alanna smile.

Switching her gaze to the next part of the room, she say Stacy at the counter with a beer looking quite sad. She furrowed her brows, but shook it off as she turned to Tristan.

"I'll be right back," she said setting her beer down on the table, he caught her on the lips for a second.

"Okay," he said and watched her as she disappeared into the crowd of people.

Slowly making her way through the sea of drunken people who've came to celebrate the success of the Z-Boys and girl, she looked over to Stacy with her eyebrows furrowed.

"Hey," she said sort of quietly.

"Hey, listen I have something to tell you, about Jay-" he started but noticed Alanna raise her eyebrows more, to the point where he began to wonder how far they could go.

"What about him?" Alanna said sighing.

"He's uhm...he's uh."

"What is it Stace?" Alanna pushed, and Stacy cleared his throat switching his gaze over to the other side of the room.

Alanna did the same and searched for the blonde haired boy.

She found her answer with it's lips attached to the lips of one of her once called best friends by the name of Kathy Alva.

Alanna felt the sting of tears coming on but yanked those suckers back into herself.

"I'm sorry, I just found out," Stacy said with a hand on her shoulder.

"Its fine Stace. Look I'm gonna go back over by Jeremy. Would you wanna come and hang out by us?" Alanna asked sniffing deeply.

"No thanks man, I think I'm gonna go home. You gonna be ok?"

"Yeah, I'm just gonna hang out with Jeremy, I guess."

"Alright, c'mere," Stacy pulled Alanna to him, and hugged her tight.

"See you tomorrow babe," Stacy said and let her go, and walked out.

Sighing once more with her world silently crashing down, she walked back to the couch where her so-called boyfriend was sitting down.

The sunshine of the morning shone on Alanna's face, an all too familiar feeling to her. And yet again the all too familiar feeling of not knowing exactly where she was. Feeling an arm around her waist Alanna turned her head to see the boy laying beside her by the name of Tristan Stradford. Closing her eyes again, Alanna only reopened them faster than she could say 'what the fuck'.

You're not thinking about him...Stop it damnit!!

If only I can get that asshole out of my heart...