The Privilege Of Being Yours
I just want to say thank you so much to everybody who commented or even the slight click of a favorite story/author. I even did my victory dance hehe Thank again so much! Now I am sorry I didn't update for a while, I was in Disney World! It was awesome btw. Anyway, I was typing a long, seven paged chapter four, when my laptop just completely shut down, and I lost it. I flipped out (ahaha) and then I was going to retype it but I decided to cut some things out. Sorry for the short chapter but here it is!
Deuce's POV
Hey bro, wanna come over? A message from Cody, my best friend ever since my friend, Ty, went off to college in NYU. I accepted the request, grabbed my coat, and ran out. I could easily take a twenty minute walk there, but today I just decided to hop in my beaten-up Chevy.
When I arrived at the small condo, I waited by the door. Over in Cody's section of Chicago, it was nice and peaceful. Over mine, it was bustling and loud. I could stay outside all day under the warmth of the sun….
"Yo!" The door swung open, and Cody emerged from it.
"Hey, wassup?" I said.
"Enjoying the weather?" Cody inferred. I nodded, smiling slightly at how much Cody knew me. Then again…there was so much he didn't know.
He knew the goofy side of "Deuce". He didn't know the mellow, thoughtful side of Alexander Deucious Martinez. I had only opened up to one other person, not even my family, so that the person could see the thoughtful side of me.
Her name is Rochelle Angela Blue. And I love her so much.
I walked into the house following Cody. He walked over to his old TV that he got at a garage sale. It barely worked, but Cody insisted it had a chance.
"Dude, check it out. I realized I could get channels from California on here!" Cody said, excitedly.
"And?"
"And… this could be a huge step for us! We might be able to get channels from…Denmark! Or wherever! I'll show you," Cody said, pressing 70 on the remote even though there were only ten channels.
Suddenly the channel flipped to a show with a woman named Sydney Moss talking behind a familiar studio.
"Hello and welcome to Shake It Up: Hollywood! Now, I want to introduce our spotlight dance!" she backed away. The walls opened and a girl stood, turned.
I watched bored and pained. Rocky had danced on Shake It Up: Chicago. The girl spun around and I almost choked on air.
"What is it, bro?" Cody asked.
"Rocky!" I gasped.
"Clear your throat and then talk," Cody commanded.
"No, that's Rocky," I stammered.
"Your ex?" Cody asked.
"No, the potato farmer. YES!" I screeched.
"So?" Cody shrugged.
"So this must mean she moved to California!" I cried in excitement.
"Whoa, whoa! I know that look! You are not going to find her!" Cody snapped.
"I have to!" I cried, running to the door.
"Where are you going?" Cody whined.
"Bye, and thanks man!" I called back as Cody plopped onto the couch. I raced down the steps.
I was going to find her. I had to.