Okay Guys here is Ch 2! Hope you enjoy it, and this chapter is dedicated to Joejonas'baby4life as not only did she leave me a lovely review, she also has some seriously good fic's on the go, especially Best Friends, Give it a read! Its brilliant! Anyway i hope this chapter is a little longer! and sorry if there is any typo's!
Chapter 2:
I slumped even further into the sofa, television remote in one hand, and the biggest tub of Ben and jerry's in the other, flicking helplessly through the channel after channel, in the hopes of finding something semi-decent to watch. But no such luck. I sighed heavily as i looked at the clock on the mantel piece 7:45, I swear I was the only teenager in the whole country home on a Friday night. On their own. Even my parents had plans. What had my life come to? I flicked through one last channel before settling on back to back re-runs of friends.
I continued stuffing my face with 'phish food' whilst watching one of the most classic episodes of friends, well at least in my eyes it was- the episode where Phoebe tries to seduce Chandler after she finds out that Monica and him are having a secret love affair. I licked my lips in satisfaction as i realised i had managed to single handily finish off a pint of ice-cream.
After several laughing fits, the episode ended and my boredom kicked in again, I really needed to make some more friends. I guess I had Shane's younger brother, who just happened to be the same age as me – Nate to talk to an even socialise with, but we just didn't see eye to eye on some things. Such as taste in music, films, clothes, actually anything, we were pretty much complete opposites. He was more indie in his style where as I was more plain in fashion and rock in music, just like Shane. We always agreed that rock music always had more meaningful lyrics, therefore was more relatable.
I think I'll make an effort with Nate, I mean what harm could it do? Maybe i could even persuade him to depart for the saddest attempt of a scarf ever- it looked more like a wrinkled up, slightly aged handkerchief. He wore it practicaly 24/7 saying it was 'right on trend in London', saying that the only time i've ever seen him and the scarf seperated from one another was when i accidently walked in on him getting out the shower. Which was slightly embarrassing to say the least.
. Even though I had told Shane how lonely I was since he departed, I may have not told him just how lonely I was. My day consisted of: Walking to school on my own, sitting through lessons on my own, with the occasional tedious conversation between myself and this girl called Sierra. Then at lunch I would sit outside of the grounds, on my own, watching the world go by. And it was safe to say I didn't like it, so much so that I was deliberating joining the athletics team, and if you knew me, you'd know that 'Mitchie' and 'Athletics' don't agree with one another.
I tapped my fingers impatiently on my thigh; thinking what I could do.... hmmm... there's actually nothing. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh at what was becoming a pathetic existence. Who knew i would be so dependent on Shane?
I glanced at my cell, resting on the coffee table beside me deliberating whether or not to call Shane, after all i hadn't heard from him since...yesterday. I know that doesn't seem that long, but for me it was! Admittedly i was getting lonely; okay VERY lonely and beginning to suffer from a serious case of boredom, and a call from Shane, or even Jake seemed to be the highlight of my day.
I grabbed my cell sliding it up and scrolled down my phonebook until i reached his name, which had a picture of him sticking his tongue out next to it. I screwed my lips up to the side as i apprehensively pressed the call button, i don't know why the hell i was nervous. I put the phone to my ear as i let it ring once, twice, three times before being directed to voicemail. My heart sunk a little as I was greeted by his familiar voice telling me to leave my name and number after the beep.
"Hey Shane, it's me...Mitchie" Of course he would know it was me. Nice one Mitchie, just make your insecurities completely obvious "Just calling to see how you are, but your obviously busy, living the life. Give me a call when you can" I paused before continuing "Miss you like crazy". I pressed the end call button feeling a slightly worse than prior to the call.
I opened up my phonebook once again, now scrolling down to Jakes contact details, wondering if he was available to talk to his favourite and only sister, yet just like my previous called i was automatically directed to voicemail, to be faced with a slightly more amusing message
"Yo! It's Jake 'ere, if you iz listening to this, I am either doing one of three things ... 1. Out of my head drunk ...2. At some party planning to get out of my head or 3. Recovering from getting out of my head...but if you're my mom, I'm not doing any of that I'm...err...uh...reading the bible, yeah! Leave a message!"
I let out a frustrated sigh, as I was not in the mood to leave another voicemail for someone who obviously had more of a social life then me.
But what bothered me the most was that it wasn't like Shane to not answer his phone, let alone him and my brother, where were they and what were they up too...?
Shane POV
"Oh c'mon Shane lighten up a little, it's just a party. It'll be fun, plus you don't want to get yourself a rep after a week of college now would you?"
"And what sort of rep would that be? Being Sensible? Not being completely dependent on alcohol?" I asked, whilst defending myself slightly. I've never been much of a party goer, not even when I was little, let alone a crazed unattended party full of hormonal and drunken teenagers.
I heard Jake scoff slightly "no, as being a complete loser" I was slightly taken back by this comment, although I wasn't offended, as I knew it wasn't in Jake's nature to be intentionally spiteful or say anything out of malice, but I knew he had a point. I was eighteen for crying out loud not some middle aged man.
I threw my hands up in the air, signally that I surrendered to this losing battle against Jake "Okay, okay, I'll go, but if it gets a bit too heavy, I'm out."
I watched Jakes expression as he smiled triumphantly as he punched a fist into the air "Ace." He patted my shoulder "Now c'mon let's get a move on"
I glanced at the digital clock resting on the kitchen counter 7:45, agh this was going to be a long night. I sighed before grabbing the apartment keys and following Jake out of the door.
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After deciding it was probably better if neither of us drive, just in case either of us got a bit too drunk, thinking we would be clever and drive home, we set out on our twenty minute walk to where the party was being hosted, apparently it was at some girl's house named... Jess...or was it Tess? Anyway all I knew if that Jake was seriously interested in her best friend, Caitlyn and according to people in my classes the feelings were mutual.
I knew the likelihood of being left alone for the majority of the night was high, after Jake assured me he'll be getting 'his wicked way with her' .He was quite the ladies man, always had been. Some had even called him a Man Whore. And even though I had made quite a few friends within my first week of college, we weren't that well acquainted to hold a lengthy discussion or even attempt to hang out with one another at a party.
This is when I needed my Mitchie, we are practically glued at the hip, well we were until last week, but even though we were now living miles apart, I was determined to keep our friendship as tight as I possibly could. I had no intention of losing her, and no one would stand in the way of our frienship. Besides my family she was the single most important person in my life, and i would do anything for her without hesitation.
I had made sure that I called her at least once if not twice a day since i left, filling her in on everything, and reassuring her that she would make more friends, after claiming she had no other friends but me. But I'm sure she was over exaggerating. Most guys would laugh at me in high school because I was best friends with a girl, but to be honest, I couldn't care less. There were some serious benefits to being able to confide in a girl. For instance, girlfriend trouble. I haven't always been 'smooth' with the opposite gender, in fact I couldn't hold a conversation with one besides 'uh...hi..." pretty impressive aye? Nah didn't think you'd agree.
But now here i was in a completely new environment, independent and in the process of hopefully making a name for myself. This was a chance to reinvent myself, to embrace this new found sense of freedom. And maybe, just maybe a party was a good way to set the ball in motion...
So what did you think? Why didn't Shane or Jake answer their phones? And what happens at the party... I'll let you in on a little something... a lot of things happen, some more significant than others! Admittedly i was a little disappointed at only 3 reviews seeming as i had 8 alerts and over 100 hits, but oh well you're a tough crowd! Please read and review, it really makes my day. At least 3 reviews needed before i update
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