Chapter Six: And Hold My Tongue

Brian

"I love this song!" Rosa yelled walking onto the dance floor as if it were a club. "Aren't you coming?" She paused, looking back at Brian.

"I don't like … dance," I responded as she rolled her eyes.

"Just sit in the corner or something and I'll like get you later." I watched her lips the entire time and hoe she had one of those tiny beauty marks by her mouth. I wondered just how small it was and if she actually like noticed it existed.

"Are you like…" I began, but she was already off dancing. By herself. That was something I'd never have the courage to do.

Jordan

So, I didn't exactly like take Rosa's advice. Instead, I like brought Angela out. Here. At the party, which was like really saying something.

"So this is it?" Angela smiled excitedly. You could tell that she had never been to one of these types of parties before. She looked so great too, with her hair all wavy and her black fishnets under a black skirt.

"Yeah," I tightened my grip on her hand, not wanting to let go. I didn't want anything to separate us tonight. Everything was going to work out. Somehow.

We walked into the house which was bursting with life. The music was blasting, loud but things were a lot calmer than the would normally be. Angela and I just stood around for a few moments, taking everything in. Already things were getting a little awkward. I picked up a cup, offered her some, which she refused and chugged the drink by myself.

Instantly, I saw Rosa, dancing by herself. That's how I met her … I think. I might've been too stoned to really remember.

"You wanna dance?" Angela asked innocently, noticing that I was looking towards the dancefloor.

"A little later." I responded, kissing her. I couldn't help it. "I've got like stuff … to do." Angela nodded as if she understood me. I loved how she didn't have to question me about every little thing I did or said.

"Okay, I'll like get a drink or something." I nodded, walking over to Rosa. I knew I didn't have much time until Angela got back and I didn't want her to get the wrong impression of our situation. She was just some girl I knew …

Angela

I walked into the bathroom, completely overwhelmed by everything, How did I manage to end up here with Jordan? He was actually bringing me somewhere … like a date or something. Except there were people crawling all over the place. I had never seen anything like it and instantly understood why Raeanne had loved to party so much.

Taking this opportunity to calm down and get myself together, I pulled out a deep red shade of lipstick that Ricky had bought for me and suddenly noticed how limp my hair was. What had I been thinking … trying to crimp it and all. No wonder why Jordan had barely said a few words to me. Trying to undo the damage was going to take all night and I didn't want to waste it, so I walked out of the bathroom, hoping that he thought I looked better than I did. I should've stayed in there a little longer because nothing was going to prepare me for what I saw next.

Jordan

I moved behind Rosa, swaying as she did. She looked up, rolling her eyes as she turned around. "What are you doing here?" Rosa pulled me aside. "Why didn't you listen to me?"

"I kind of … took your advice." Soft of.

"Okay, I'm guessing she's here then. What do you expect to prove by bringing her here? This is not her element Catalano. Show her that you love her, don't bring her to one of these … parties." Rosa scolded, not liking the fact that I barely listened to a word she said anyway.

"I just wanted to come." I tried to explain.

"Whatever. You've been like drinking or sniffing too much of something." I followed her back onto the dance floor, chugging another drink on the way back. She always knew what I had been doing which got a little annoying at times.

"You are such an idiot." Rosa turned around narrowing her voice. "So, is she like following in love?" Her expression changed instantly as Rosa went back into the 'nosy' role.

"Maybe." I shrugged, not knowing if I could handle someone loving me. That's when they started to like expect shit out of you and expected you to be … perfect.

"You are so wasted." Rosa looked at me, disgusted. "You drove?" She looked concerned for an instant.

"I'm here." I whispered in her ear.

"Stop attempting to flirt. You suck at it." Rosa laughed. "Go get your woman." Rosa stopped dancing, whispering some more advice in my ear and giving me a small hug.

"Whatever." Our lips brushed as I let go and tried to remind myself who I had come here with and how tonight was going to be different. I stopped, staring at Rosa for a moment.

"Ahem." She cleared her throat. "I think you just messed up cowboy." I turned around to see a hurt Angela leaving the party. For once, I followed.

(A/N: This chapter was supposed to be longer, but I got tired of typing. Next time, we'll find out what happens between Jordan and Angela, Sharon's secret life, and Rae Anne's plan to get Angela back as a friend. Review, please and thanks for reading!! –NL)