It appears everything has gone on hiatus again, so it appears next to Game of Thrones coming back, I can tend to this. Okay, on with the story.
-Second Chances-
Chapter 12
-Brycen-
"Ethan, I hate doing this, but I can't see you tonight. I'm done with the flu, and I don't want you to catch it," I lie to my boyfriend over the phone. I had one destination, and it wasn't my normal destination. I was meeting up with Livvy, since I knew Devan wasn't going to. I also pull out my beat up copy of A Song of Ice and Fire as an excuse so no one would suspect anything, especially, since this was our competition later.
When I see her, she's hanging out on a bench in Central Park, which, I thought was a common thing to do, since I hadn't set foot in Central Park since I lived here. I never had a reason to do so.
"What's this for?" I ask as I hand her the copy of my book, in which, I doubted she would even read it.
"Your cover when you get back to SJ," I tell her as we get up, and I wonder if she's hungry at all. "You hungry?" I ask, as I decide I would ask her anyways, and a couple more students from different schools wearing uniforms walk by talking among themselves.
"I'm starved," she states as she stands up, and we head for a pizza place, I wanted some place that would be kind of busy on a school night, and since this was Manhattan, that would be any fast food chain. We walk beside each other until we find the pizza place, and bingo as I predicted it was a busy week night getaway.
"He still cares about you," I tell her, and regret it afterwards. I was sure I had just turned into Peeta or was it Gale? My memory of that book was horrible, and I still wonder why it had been such a popular franchise.
"I don't want to talk about him. He cheated on me. He could have just simply told me the truth," she tells me, showing how she had really felt. Honestly, I had thought she still had feelings for him, but I knew deep inside, she had lost him.
"Ever think that was probably how he felt he should tell. Honestly in his defense, not that I'm sticking up for him, he had planned on telling you as you were in the hospital, and maybe, kissing another boy may have been his version of telling you," I tell her as I pay for my slice of black olives and sushi pizza.
"That's unfair," she states as she takes a bite of her pepperoni pizza.
"How is unfair? He's not here, and yes, I agree he should be. Anyways, would you show up at the competition? He's going to be there," I mention to him. It wasn't a fair since she was going to be there anyways.
"I have to go," she tells me, as she as she collects a box for her pizza, and walks out leaving me alone, and realizing I should have dropped out of the drama between her and Devan months ago, as I head back to the apartment.
Everybody's waiting
Everybody's watching
Even when you're sleeping
Keep your ey-eyes open
The tricky thing
Is yesterday we were just children
Playing soldiers
Just pretending
Dreaming dreams with happy endings
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords
But now we've stepped into a cruel world
Where everybody stands and keeps score
Keep your eyes open
Everybody's waiting for you to breakdown
Everybody's watching to see the fallout
Even when you're sleeping, sleeping
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
Keep your ey-eyes open
-Second Chance-
-Atticus-
When Mackenzie approached me I just walked away. I wasn't into her, and it was no secret she wanted me. I didn't want to seem rude, but what else could I do? I was still trying to fix things with Amy. When I get home I pop in season one of Game of Thrones again though I decide to ignore it, as I had seen the season before.
She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out "A joke of a romantic", or just stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "It can't get much worse"
Vs. "No one should ever feel like..."
I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by
Dance, dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me
You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up it's last call,
Last resort
But only the first mistake
Dance, dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
As I finish I pick up my phone, and text Mackenzie wondering if she wanted to hang out, and I was surprised when she text back saying yes. Then my phone went off, and was expecting it to be Mackenzie, but instead it was Amy. I must have been tired, because, I don't remember anything before the clock on my phone wake me up saying that it was time to get ready for school, and I also knew that mom hadn't come home since last night.
"Sorry, I didn't answer back last night. I fell asleep watching Game of Thrones," I tell Amy as I met her at her locker that morning.
"It's cool. Really it is," she tells me with a smile, and then unexpectedly kisses me, and I wonder why she would kiss me when I knew that she was still made at me.
"What was that for" I ask after the kiss, and she shuts her locker just before the bell rings telling us that we should be in class. "Bioscience waits for no man," I state to break the awkward silence, and head in the direction of the science wing.
-Second Chance-
-Rosalie-
"Riley wait up," I call out as we enter the music room for lunch. He wanted to rehearse, and I told him I would rehearse with him. Especially since he was our soloist for competition this weekend, and honestly, I liked him. I wasn't sure if dating was his thing, so I figured I'd push that aside for now.
"I was thinking that you'd bail," he tells me as he steps inside and heads to put his stuff down.
"So you ready for this weekend? You're the soloist for our group number," I wonder to him as he pulls out his Taylor Swift sheet music, and sets it on the piano table.
"Honestly, I'm scared as hell, but I'm not going to show it," he tells me. "Let's check this mic out," he states as he changes the subject, and sets it up beside him, and tests it, and smiles when he knows that it works, and then begins to sing.
There's somethin' 'bout the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement
you walk me to the car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot
Yeah
Oh yeah
We're drivin' down the road
I wonder if you know
I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absent mindedly makin' me want you
And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless
"You sounded great. I think Ms. Smith should consider you as a vocalist," he tells me as we finish the song, and I smile. Maybe, he did know, but I wasn't ready to admit that. Not yet anyways. Maybe after competition.
"Thanks," I tell him as the bell rings, and I head to my locker to get books that I would need for class in class we took notes, not that I would pay attention, because, I would be focused on other things.
-Second Chance-
-Katy-
There would be no love triangle. There would also be no breaking up the lesbian power couple. I would totally ignore what's his face again if I had to, but that would be tough since I have rehearsals with him today, and when I walked in, Ms. Smith already had the game plan for competition all planned out on the whiteboard.
MatÃas would be doing a solo cover of some singer named Scotty McCreery, which in my opinion seemed lame. Jude, and Noah would be covering another song, and the group number would be a song called Beds are Burning, in which, didn't sound like would even be a song that would take us to the top spot. Then I realized I wanted to sing.
"Ms. Smith, would it be alright if I sang a song for this weeks theme" I ask as I walk up to the front of the room without raising my hand.
"Well since you're already up here. The floor is yours," she tells me and steps aside.
I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in, yeah
This ain't a scene, it's a arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a arms race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But I digress
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
I wrote the gospel on giving up
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like hips or hearts,
No, more like p-p-p-parties
All the boys who the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough
Sing, until your lungs give out
This ain't a scene, it's a arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a arms race
I finished the song, and went back and took my seat beside my girlfriend, and gave what's his face the most grudge look I could offer. I couldn't stand him, and I think he knew that, even if he didn't want to admit it.
Then the new kid who was subbing in for Anna stepped up front was wearing a McKinley High Letterman jacket and sported an old school Fallout Boy t-shirt wanted to throw his song out there. He was good, but was he good enough to take us to the top? I hoped so.
This might just be a waste of time
there's no one I'd rather waste
My time with than all my best friends
So start the car up
We'll all take turns not for the worst
We're all "hasbeens" and "never-were's"
And we're all in the back singing "Roxanne"
Just watching life pass us by
Pass us by
As if we cared
Enough to try to catch up
Enough to make up for lost time
Enough to make up for lost time, yeah
We've been down
We've been out
We've been hanging 'round
Tip our glasses to no direction, yeah
Start the van
Get me out of this one horse town
Waste this night
I'm not really satisfied with this chapter at all but I guess it'll have to do.
Song credits: Eyes Open - Taylor Swift / Dance, Dance - Fall Out Boy / Fearless - Taylor Swift / This Ain't a Scene - Fall Out Boy / The World's Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys In A Broken Down Van) - Fall Out Boy.
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