I MAKE HER SAY.

"a girl doesn't need anyone who doesn't need her." - Marilyn Monroe

I opened my eyes, quickly looking around at the surrounding area. Where the Hell was I? I groaned and brought a hand to my face, rubbing my eyes. I didn't remember anything. I sighed. I heard people talking and laughing, and the sound of loud, obnoxious rap music began to play. And then it hit me. I was at my own home. I remember, Joe announced the so called, "party of the year" at our house during the senior lunch hour. I sighed and looked at the time. Just 11 o'clock, parents weren't gonna be home for a long time. I groaned and looked down at my body, realizing I was still in the clothes from the school day. I shook my head and sat up, looking around my room. I had fell asleep. I felt something hard touch my hip. I looked to the side and noticed my math book. I fell asleep while doing homework, that's not a shock. I shook my head and opened the door, already seeing the flashing lights from the top of the stairs. Leave it to Joe to forget about his little brother and throw a party. I began looking for my older brother, pushing past the crowds of people grinding and drinking. As I was walking, I saw a group of people, my age, standing in the corner, smoking, and just watching the party go on and on. I bit my lip and walked faster. The temptation was killing me. I was already beginning to stop doing all the things people were doing, in my own house. and then it pressures to come back. I can't let it. I walked even faster. where the Hell was Joe? I decided to go outside. I could see the pool lights from the sliding door in the kitchen, and people jumping in the pool. He had to be here, where else could he go? I walked outside, and looked for my brother admist all the darkness. I noticed a guy with dark hair laying down on our lounge chair, and a gorgeous brunette, sitting beside him. They appeared tobe kissing. As I got closer and closer, I realized who those two people were. And the sight itself broke my heart.

Xxx

Nick

I walked out of the locker room, thinking about what Miley had told me. Out of all the things that were running through my head at that moment, one thing was bugging me. Why couldn't my own brother trust me enough to tell me who he was dating. Me and Joe told each other almost everything. There were some things that kept quiet, like my drug use, but that's different. It's a girl. a simple girl, and he couldn't tell me who he was dating. Unless he was hiding something...?

No, he couldn't be hiding something, why would he? He had no reason to not trust me. Just because I did the things I do, it doesn't make me untrustworthy. But I needed to find out why. Why he couldn't tell me he was dating Miley. It would be bugging me for the rest of the day if I didn't find out.

I wiped the remaining beads of sweat off my forehead, pushing the gym doors open, watching as students walked up and down the hallway, talking. I guess you can say I almost ruled the school. almost. I was only a junior. There was one guy who ruled the school. Joe himself. The similar thing between me and him, other than being related, is that girls fell all over us every day. It didn't matter if I had a girlfriend, girls flirted and flirted, threw themselves like trash at us. It's crazy what people will do just to get popular. I began walking, trying to get to my locker, which I was glad to say, didn't have the usual group of junior cheerleaders standing around it. It was a good thing.

I opened my locker, and started searching for my lunch money. Here's what sucks about high school. The cliques. It didn't matter what high school you went to, it was all the same. They label you. I wouldn't say i'm unhappy with what I have in high school. I like being popular. What sucks about it is you don't know if you can always get what you want.

The loud talking in the hallways stopped. I looked up. Only the noise of feet shuffling across the hallway were heard. People were shocked at this very moment.

Miley walked down the hallway, smiling at every person who she walked past. She was glowing. No one dared to move. No one had ever had the guts to do this, knowing they had a chance of getting laughed at. No one simply had the confidence to say a little hello. It got even more quiet (if possible) when she walked past Nicole, that smile still planted on her face. Then as soon as she came, she left.

Everyone had the look of shock on their face. Everyone kept to the people in their specific "clique" never talking to other person unless you were in class and it was needed. She..that beautiful creature walked past everyone, lighting up the faces filled with gray and despair, no matter if they were shocked someone had the guts. No one knew it just yet, but this girl; she was the picture and imagination of what everyone used to be. What this school used to be. Full of light.

The hallway soon filled up with noise, and the bell soon went off, students rushing and rushing to their next class. I soon followed.

Inside my classroom, there she was. She was sitting there, that smile gone as she doodled mindlessly on a piece of notebook paper. Are those hearts? what's she drawing?

The only seat in the room that was empty, belonged to the one next to her. No student dared to sit next to her. It felt like she was here all along, but yet, everyone noticed her now. I slumped down in my seat, and slowly pulled out my notebook. I leaned my head over and tried to see what she was drawing.

It looked like she was doodling someones name in the hearts she drew moments before. What were they though?

I bit my lip and looked at the board, gulping as I felt someone's eyes on me, I was guessing, from her. I heard a piece of paper being crumpled and then shoved into something that sounded like a bag. shit.

The class went on without any other distractions. I felt myself wonder, what name she was doodling, if that was she was doing. Was it Jake, the blond haired linebaker, the smile that can charm any girl, Ryan; the shaggy haired skateboarder, was it Joe; the dark haired quarterback, supposedly her ex-boyfriend...

or was it me? 17 years old, standing in the shadow of his older brother, second choice was always what I would be. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I was praying for it to be me. I wouldn't have a reason to follow her body everywhere she went like a lost puppy. I wouldn't have a reason that my heart stung with jealously when she talked to other guys.

Somewhere, also in the back of my mind, it felt like I already knew the answer.

Joe

I felt my feet hit the cold grass. I looked around and then ran for the tree, the one oh-so familiar. I climbed up it as best as I could, trying not to let the joint in my pocket fall out as I got to the branch. I looked at the doors and smiled when I noticed the lights were still on. She's still awake, I thought, getting ready to jump to her balcony.

I always made her happy when I did this. When we were dating and I could call her mine. She said it reminded her of a prince coming to save his princess. Of course, that was when things were much simpler.

I couldn't take not seeing her anymore. I just needed to see her face. My feet landed on the hard floor. I made sure the joint I had in my pocket was still there, and walked to the doors leading to her bedroom. I took a deep breath and knocked on it, tapping my feet.

I heard shuffling across the floor, and then finally, she opened the door. she stared at me, and looked away, almost awkwardly.

"What are you doing here Joe" she whispered, finally looking up at me. I looked at her piecering blue eyes, and smiled. "I needed to see you," I foolishly whispered, smiling.

She shook her head and let me inside her room.

"You're not supposed to be here" she mumbled, laying back down on her bed after closing the doors. I shrugged.

"I miss you" I mumbled, leaning over to kiss her cheek. She jumped up and glared.

"Don't you even do that Joe. You're the one who broke up with me. Now tell me what you want and then go." She hissed, crossing her arms with that little pout. Aw, she looks so cute when she's mad.

I looked around the room, finding a way for my words to come out. "I want you back" I whispered, looking up at her. She shook her head and looked down.

"you had me," she whispered, finally looking up at me. I looked down. "You know, it seems that you only want me when you can't have me," she whispered, hugging her pillow.

I looked up, "If I can't have you, can I just stay for awhile..?" I looked at her with gleam in my eyes. She sighed and nodded.

A few hours went by and she was asleep. I was sitting in the chair that was by her desk. I stared at her. She looked gorgeous when she slept. I wanted to walk over and sleep with her. Not have sex, but like they do in the movies and just lay there and sleep. But I couldn't. She was utterly fascinating, and I was utterly boring. So I got up and walked out. I jumped onto the tree and onto the grass. She was like a firestorm waiting to explode.

I walked back home, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

Authors Note: Yay! I finally updated this story! I think it's chopped up and thrown around, mostly because I came up with everything I typed in this chapter as I was typing Nick's part. I don't know, I just wanted to get something out for you guys, and i'm gonna be so busy this upcoming week, maybe until September? Not totally far away. There are some stuff in here that I used from a tv show or a book. So, I don't own any of the people, or anything. And at the beginning, if you couldn't tell, that's something that's gonna happen in one of the chapters coming up soon. I wouldn't say I worked had on this chapter, because it's my first weekend after school started and I already got a project due which I have to present tomorrow, and I hate presenting.

the last line at the very end where it says "if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane," that is from the book Looking for Alaska, so obivously I didn't come up with that myself. I had that line in my head as I was typing it, and I couldn't resit using it. School did start on Thursday. This would've come out faster, but my laptop charger broke and my laptop is dead until I get a new recharger, which sucks cause I had all of my stuff on it. And If anybody is from England, i've been praying for you ever since the riots started there, and I haven't heard anything about that in awhile, so i'm assuming that everything is under control there, yes? :) Oh, and I am really interested in the tv show Skins. I don't live in England so we don't have that here in America. We did have the US Skins, but I didn't watch it. It got cancled though, so I have to watch the UK Skins on Netflix, neither of which I own.

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