I felt like dissapearing into the crowd in the small room where everyone was celebrating. Quitely wiping my tears, I felt slightly invisible as I meshed into the familiar faces. My daze turned behind my shoulder, my mind praying that Shane wasn't behind me. I didn't want to see his face at the moment, because I was fuming. I was fuming left, right and center.
"Hey, Mitch. We're all gonna be leaving for the party soon, you're coming right?" I found Caity disrupting my thoughts. I hadn't even heard a word she was saying, my mind just replaying what I had seen moments ago, a sense of brokeness overtaking me.
"Of course, she's coming....we live like next door!" Jason joined in smiling widely like the world was a great place to live in.
Staying quiet, I turned my direction back to the passageway where I had ran from. No Shane, no Cheryl. Just my broken heart was staring at the empty place.
I put on a smile, pretending like nothing had happened, acting like I hadn't seen Shane kissing his girlfriend, or watched her hands roam around his body or most of all watch him kiss her back. I wanted to forget it all, but along with my feelings of slight heart break came along feelings of some what revenge. I don't know...I sound like a crazy fan girl, yes, but how could he actually kiss her back knowing that she was using him? She would just leave him after her fifteen minutes of glory and he would just be a mess again, not that he wasn't now to actually be kissing her.
He knew that I liked him, I'm sure he did and well, if he didn't care about me then why the hell should I waste my time thinking about him?
"Mitch, come on lets go, we're gonna get late...and I for one don't want to be late at my own party." I find Nate smiling at me, as the rest of us follow him back to his car.
The stadium had cleared long ago but a hound of fans were waiting outside just to get a glimpse of their favourite trio, except for the fact that it wasn't a trio leaving the stadium it was just Nate, Jason and the rest of us. Shane was somehwere, probably shoving his tounge down godzilla's throught, I dunno, and eventhough I tried to convince myself that I didn't care. I did. I was too busy in my thoughts that I hadn't notcied Nate dragged me by the hand and put me in the back seat of his car along with Caity and Davide while Jason and him sat at the front. Jason driving.
"But where's Shane, guys?" Caity suddenly asked.
I bit my bottom lip, hard enough for blood to explode, feeling the need of throwing a fit. I just needed to get everything out and then maybe....just maybe I would be fine. Nate and Jason both turned to the back, surprised that Shane was missing.
"I guess he's in the other car." Nate shrugged.
"Yeah...I think so, but we need to get out of here now, the fans are pilling up." Jason added as he drove off slowly past the screaming, excited fans and then to full speed once we reached the highway.
I found Caity nudging me a couple of times as to why I was quiet and where the heck Shane was. She knew I knew where he was, but didn't push the subject much seeing that we were in a car full of people who do not know my obsession for the popstar, minus her and Davide.
Davide and Caity were on a talking spree the whole time while I remained quiet. My mind was racing a million miles per hour but I couldnt quite read what my mind was saying. I was too confused and dazed and upset.
"I'm getting the impression you were dissapointed by the concert, Mitchie." Jason suddenly said, making me jump. He smiled through the rearview mirror while I tried my best to mirror his smile.
"Yeah...no...I mean, I-I.....You guys were great!" I choked out.
Nate and Jason both sent amused laughes through the car while I cupped my hands around my face just wanting to dissapear.
"What is it?" Caity suddenly whispered in my ear. I jumped at the sound, still bewildered.
"Huh?" I stared at her. "Nothing, I'll tell you later...."
She gave me the you-better-or-i'll-beat-your-ass-up look and then fixed her gaze back to the dissapearing roads.
"Whoa! What happened to your place?" I asked, surpirsed at the new look my neighbours house was given as Jason pulled into the driveway. "Are you sure we're supposed to be here?" I asked again, forgetting Shane for a second and staring at their house. It was decorated for the party and this wasn't going to be just another party, the face of the house and the thumping music coming from it told me this would be the party of the year. The Gray house looked just like one of those places that you see in hollywood movies. People entering and leaving the house at their own wishes, none familiar faces only some people that I could actually recognise.
"I invited the whole school." Nate said smiling.
"What? this isn't going to be good....." I muttered under my breath.
"Don't worry everything will be great, and we have mom's permission."
"Wow, Denise gave you permission for this sort of a party?"
"It's not what sort of a party you're thinking of. No drinks just orange juice." Jason said mockingly.
"Yeah!" I replied sarcastically getting out of the car and staring into the house.
"And anyway all the kids and mom and dad are staying at yours today. They don't wanna intrude on the fun as long as we keep it clean."
"And this is clean?" I asked, raising eyebrows as we entered what used to be their living room but was now turned into a dance floor. The room was light less with only disco lights illuminating it making it look like everyone was moving in slow motion. Music was up in full volume as teens grinded against each other dancing to the beat. Heat instantly hit me, my body sweating away by just standing in the room. It was stuffy and the smell of everyone body odour overtaking the room. Caity took my hand while I , in turn grabbed Davides as we followed Nate and Jason to another room. I took his hand without thinking, just not wanting to lose him in the crowd because if Caity decided to take off with Nate I needed someone to hold onto, someone to talk to and Jason wasn't the person. And as we left I couldnt help but look behind my shoulder, just incase Shane was here, incase he had actually been here all along and I had just imagined seeing him with Cheryl and imagined his voice call me but I knew the odds of that were next to nothing.
I felt the sweat of vairous people stain my purple shirt as we pushed passed them to another room. It was more graciously lit and not so many people were present. There were a handful of people standing by the food counter which looked like it had just survived a war. I recognised everyone from my school as the few that were present seemed to jump at seeing Nate and Jason present in the same room as them. They ran over to the two popstars congratulating them on the show while they held drinks and nibbled on snacks as they did so. Caity, Davide and I backed off as we saw the possiblity of being attacked just like the two other popstars were being in front of our eyes making me think of Shane where abouts. Was he still with her? Were they sorting things out? Would he forgive her or would she just play another one of her games to get Shane back? Did Nate and Jason know that she was in Miami? The thoughts wriggled around my mind as I seemed to feel dizzy again. I grabbed one of the drinks from the counter not really looking at what it was but gulping it down in one breath as a sense of relief hit me for one second and then dissapeared again. Atleast it made it feel slightly at ease.
"Whoa, Mitchie easy now..." Davide said looking at me with a questioning glare.
"Really thristy...." I admitted smiling a fake smile. My tenth that night I think.
"You should't be drinking that." He said in a concerned tone.
"Don't worry it's safe...." Nate said somewhere in between all of the chaos.
"See..." I smiled with a raised eyebrow taking another drink in my hand.
"Okay..." Davide muttered, not really sure.
"Hey, lets go check that room out?!" Caity said enthusiastically pointing towards her left at a room from which the sound of thumping music was coming from. I frowned but followed her and Davide into the room.
It was bigger than the first room we had stepped into but the atmosphere was still the same. The room was more crowded and it almost seemed dangerous to step inside with all of the dancing bodies and high pitched sound. We managed to find a sofa free and plomped ourselves down on it. My head was throbbing from all of the sound and from thinking of Shane over and over again when I knew I should just forget him. Just forget Shane. Nope not possible. Not unless......well, yeah that's not happening.
"Hey you guys wanna dance with me till Nate comes back?" Caity asked smiling widely.
I shook my head slowly not paying attention to her and just staring into the dancing crowed, slightly fascinated.
"C'mon Davide then, you're dancing with me!" She exclaimed dragging him off of his seat.
"You sure you're going to be okay here, Mitchie?" He asked as if he could read the sadness in my mind.
"Yeah...." I muttered still sating into the crowd and taking a sip of my drink.
I found Caity and Davide already gone and absentmindedly stared back into my drink wondering for the first time what it actually was, feeling slightly bewildered and dizzy. I brushed my dizzyness off thinking it was just because of thinking too much and that I need to calm down. Seven songs and an empty cup later I knew there was something wrong with the drink I drank. I mentally cursed Nate for letting me belive that the drink was actually safe and decided to go back home and cry my eyes out.
I nearly stumbled to the floor, trying to get myself up from the sofa but regained my posture again. I stood in one positon for a while trying to bet a stable balance on the floor, but the mixture of the drink and the annoying sound of a song that was being played just added to my dizzyness. I blamed the think and stuffy air inside for not allowing me to think straight and brushed past the wet bodies in the room trying to go as fast as I could and wishing to be unspotted by Caity. I wasn't in the mood for her questions.
My eyes narrowed into slits as they suddenly found themselves in the middle room. No people were present this time and I thanked god for not running into a familiar face. I stumbled back to the food counter and threw the remaining of the drinks into the sink making my way out to the living room and finally out of the mess I was in. The music in the living room was louder than I remembered it to be and the amount of people seemed to be increasing just by the second. I was halfway across the room when I found a hand grab mine. My head immidiately jerked backwards thinking the hand belonged to Shane but soon my face was drained with dissapointlment as I saw it was someone else. A random guy to be specific. Where the heck was Shane? It had to be atleast two hours since the concert had finished did he vanish into thin air?
Raising my eyebrow at the guy I spoke. "Excuse me?"
"I saw you leaving and couldnt help but stop the most beautiful girl around and ask her for a dance." He said in a husky tone.
I looked at him up and down and my buzzling brain that was screaming for me to get the heck out of there noted that he was tall and perfectly built, not too muscular yet not a skinny stick. His eyes were dark with lust and I found myself gulp down my throught as I prepared my answer. "Umm.....okay?" It sounded like I was asking myself permission to dance, but was refused, but who cares today I wasn't playing by the rules.
Lets face it. This would probably be the first and last time in my life that I could ever go to a Connect 3 party so how could I leave one without even dancing. Not fair.
I looked around the heated room trying to find a friend or a familiar face and sighed in satisfaction when I saw none. The guy whose name I had yet to know dragged me swifty to the center of the dance floor and hesitantly placed his hands on my waist.I smiled, trying to make my mind belive that it was Shane who was touching me and not some random stranger as we both moved with the beat his front pressed against my back moving rythematically with the song. I felt sweatier than I had ever felt that night, my bangs stuck to my forhead while I could feel my shirt stuck to my back. The guys hand moved slowly from my hips up to my bare arms as we continued dancing, the dizziness from before at full power, but now I didn't want to leave I was having fun, and so what if it wasn't with Shane? Who cares? He continued moving his hand up and down my arm as I felt his hot breath tingle my neck sending shivers down my spine. We continued doing so for about four songs after which we became more innovative. He interwined his hand with mine while his other rested on my hip, the interwined hand being brought up in the air with both of us dancing. There was a part of me screaming and begging for me to stop dirty dancing with a guy that I didnt even know but somehow I just didnt want to. It throwed my anger and frustration to the back of my head and I knew that the second that I would be out that door everything would return again.
I turned around to face him and for the first time noticed his hair colour. It was the most beautiful shade of blonde just like sand and from what I could make out his skin was slightly tan, wrapping my arms around his neck and mirroring the smirk in his face I moved closer to him, pressing my body against his and eliminating any distance that was between us. He did the same, pressing our bodies against each other as our forheads joined and his hands wandered around my body, tracking my curves. We danced like that, slowly, nothing like the face paced music untill he leaned in and kissed me. I found my lips decieving me as I did the same deepening the kiss. I don't know why the hell I did it. Maybe because Shane kissed Cheryl and I just wanted to get even by kissing someone even if it was a stranger. It was nothing special, but infact it was a sloppy kiss. I couldn't get my mind to think straight as I fisted his shirt and continued kissing him, never stopping with the dancing.
We broke off for air for a split second and just when he was leaning in to kiss me again I felt myself being jerked around. I didnt know if it was really happening or if my mind was playing games with me. I was too wasted to even realize that Shane had his hand girpped around my arm, his tight hold definately leaving a mark on me. His eyes were fierce almost like he was angry and ready to kill.
"What the fuck are you doing, Mitchie?" He yelled against the music. It was the first time I ever heard him swear and even at such a wasted state I knew this couldnt be good. I opened my mouth to say something, but words seemed to be lost. I threw my free hand in the air, waving him off and returning back to the guy I had just been kissing. He reflected Shanes angry look, but a lot less firece.
Shane pulled me back even before his lips could meet mine again.
"Mitchie!" he screamed this time, his tanned skin going red. He hadn't left my arm yet and even with all of the force my exhausted body could apply, his hand wouldnt bulge.
"Fuck off Shane!" I screamed back at him, bitterness taking over my tone. When I was saying the words I didnt feel like me. It was just like someone else's voice had been fixed inside my body. It wasn't me speaking.
"Mitchie, come with me." He ordered between gritted teeth, his tone turning deadly.
"Don't touch me!" I shot at him, trying again to let myself lose. This time I wasn't alone, the guy I had been dancing with stepped in deciding to be superman.
"She doesn't want to be with you. Leave her."
"You just fucking get lost from here, got it? Or I'll break those two legs of yours and you'll never be able to fucking dance with anyone....ever!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Fuck you Shane." I slurred out, my voice drowsey, almost choked.
Both boys turned towards me remembering that I was still present in the scene.
"Mitchie..." His voice defensive and frightening. I had never seen him so dark. Grabbing my hand he pulled my wet body into him, my head resting on his chest, his arms protectively covering me.
I tried freeing myself again and reminded myself of his kiss with Cheryl trying to vent all my anger at him. "Ge-et the fuck off-f of me. C-can't you s-see I'm having a g-good time hhere?" I tried yelling but my voice just broke off again, and I sighed in frustration.
"Have you been drinking?" He asked in disbelief. "What the fuck did you give her?!" He asked, now turning towards the blonde guy. "I swear if you did anything to her you wont live to see tomorrow!" He threatend, balling his fists and stepping closer to the other guy whose once fierce eyes now showed fear.
"No Shane!" I shook my head like Macy does when she is confronted of doing something bad. "He....he...." I smiled goofily, now completly out of my senses. "He didn't do....do any-ything. He let me kiss him jusst like-like you kiss-ed her..." My mind frantically searching for Cheryl's name but failing big time.
"Get the fuck out of my house you bastard!" Shane yelled nearly punching the guy, but my hand stopping him. The guy decided to ditch me and actually got lost. Well, thank's for ruining my time the second time today, Shane.
"Mitchie...." He said, grabbling my shoulders with his hands, protecting my balance. His voice trying to be soft but just releasing somewhat anger.
"What?" I asked, bitterly again trying to move past him. He grabbed me again.
"You cannot go around dancing and kissing guys like that, got it? Gosh you're-....you're...." He sighed in frustration as he looked around the room. everyone was oblivious to the heated argument that happened moments ago and were still busy dancing away. "You're coming with me, to my room." He said wrapping his arms around me again and leading me up the stairs and into the familiar bedroom, locking the door behind him.
Dun Dun dun....haha I bet you guys didnt see that coming? What do y'all think? I like this chapter and I like fierce Shane although he still has a lot of that to show. So most of you guys were right about the girl being cheryl what do you think might have happend while they were at the party? What was Shane doing? Whats he gonna do now? Review and let me know.
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I wanna say the next chapter might take time because I promised myself that with every chapter I post of this story I will write a chapter of the sequel of I've Got A Wold Of Chances For you which I am on Chapter 3 now....I relly love how its coming out, maybe when I'm on 5-8 chapters I might post it or when I just feel the time is right but till then I hope I'm keeping you happy with this story! =]
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