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Chapter 3:
Shane's POV:
Jake smiled at me widely as we reached the party, and trust me you really couldn't miss it. I raised an eyebrow slightly as I looked at the sight before me; couples scattered over the front lawn making out- some wearing fewer items of clothing than others, empty beer cans littered everywhere with music so loud I could feel it banging against my chest.
We walked in, pushing through endless amounts of people before we made it into what looked like the kitchen, as I noticed a crate of beer lying beside the fridge. I grabbed a couple, throwing one to Jake, who without hesitation opened it and practically down the entire bottle right before me
"Steady on Jake, it's not water!" I laughed slightly knowing how eager Jake was to break free from the strict regime he called life back home. The Torre's parents weren't the laid back type or the ridiculously strict, they had rules, and frankly breaking them would be more than your life's worth. And one was no drinking. Okay so Jake has obviously broken this one many, many, many, times, and yes sometimes he had gotten away with it, but now he was finally released, he was an adult, he was independent.
"Not for you mate, but it is for me" he replied, whilst grabbing his second bottle. "Right well sorry to be an ass and everything Shane, but I spot a certain Caitlyn who needs occupying "he winked and walked out of site. Honestly, how girls found his mannerism attractive is beyond me.
I took a long sip of my warm beer as I searched the room for someone I recognised or who looked the slightest bit approachable. After giving up my search in the kitchen i made my way into the back yard, which admittedly wasn't an easy task due to the several horny teenagers attached to one another, some even sprawled on the floor.
The cold night air hit my face as stepped outside the house, i had been at the party little over twenty minutes and already i was seeing no point in leaving the apartment. There was so many more constructive things i could be doing; homework, job hunting, spontaneously visiting my family and mitchie for the weekend, yet here I was on my own at a party drinking cheap warm beer. I exhaled deeply, as I felt a tap on my right shoulder; maybe Jake had been rejected by Caitlyn and was ready to head back. I turned around to be face to face with a girl i hadn't seen before.
"You look as unwilling to be here as i am" She stated simply. I blinked a few times before taking in her appearance, she was gorgeous; shoulder length brown hair, deep brown eyes and a contagious smile.
I laughed slightly before nodding "Got it in one"
She nudged me and pointed to a unoccupied bench a few metres away, before walking off, assuming I would follow. And I did, if I was going to be stuck at this party for a while, I'm not going to pass up what could be the only chance of making it bearable.
"So...why are you here, not like a guy like you would come here on your own?" She asked. I automatically felt at ease with her, there was something about her which reminded me of someone, yet i couldn't think who.
"I was dragged here against my will by my mate Jake...well wasn't against my will, but i was pretty much guilt tripped here. What about you? Lost your boyfriend or something?" My last comment wasn't intentional but it was obviously an option, i mean c'mon a girl like here must have a boyfriend.
She laughed "Nope, same reason as you. My friend Caitlyn pretty much blackmailed me into coming just so she could find this guy she's been talking about 24/7"
"You mean that guy?" i asked curiously, as i pointed over towards greenhouse situated at the back of the yard, where none other than Jake and Caitlyn were making out, with their hands all over one another.
"That's the one, how'd ya know?"
"'Cos that's Jake" we both laughed as we were obviously third and fourth wheels.
We continued talking to one another about our interests, school, family, basically anything that came to mind, I realised how much we had in common. Soon after i had learnt that her name was Sarah, and that she was originally from California but moved to New Jersey at the start of Junior High.
I looked at my watch momentarily, realising it was almost 10 o clock already, and even after downing four more beers during our conversation, i was still feeling fairly alert.
"Fancy heading inside, it's getting a bit chilly out here" I nodded as we stood up , i slipped off my jacket, draping it around her shoulders. Her eyes widened, the gesture must of taken her off guard, but her shocked expression soon turned into a wide grin
"Thanks"
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We tolerated another hour of the party as people began to slowly vacate. Jake was nowhere to be seen, and knowing him he was probably back at the apartment with Caitlyn getting up to god knows what.
We stood outside the house, before i sighed "I really don't want to go back to the apartment yet, I know me and Jake are close, i just don't fancy seeing him but naked with your friend"
There was a slight silence as i turned towards her, she looked like she was deep in thought "I mean if you really don't want to go back, you could come back to mine, we could watch a movie or something, and if by 1 or 2 , you are still adamant of not going home you could crash on my couch"
"You sure?"
She nodded"
Yeah, looks like Caitlyn won't be returning home tonight anyway"
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"Okay. Game time..I'll say two statements, ones true ones false, if you get it wrong, you have to take a shot, then you go...and so on"
"Okay, you go first"
"Hmmm... Okay I got a good one" Her face lit up "I was a spelling bee champion 3 years running OR i used to have buck teeth and have the name 'bugs'"
"Oh I don't know... you...won the spelling bee?"
"No, you're wrong!"
"No way! You had buck teeth"
"Unfortunately yes, and glasses, and a disastrous mullet hair cut...but enough of that, you've got a shot to down mister"
Several questions and several shots later, I found myself face down on her apartment floor, her beside me, both of us laughing our heads off. I rolled over before propping myself up on my arms as she sat up, leaning against the sofa. Our faces inches apart. Her laughter died down as our eyes caught gaze. Our laughter died down as she began to lean in closer, as I did the same. Before i knew it, we were in a full blown make out session.
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I opened my eyes minutely as a ringing interrupted my drunken sleep. I rubbed my head, as the effects of several beers and other intoxicating substances were taking its tool. Before i had chance to react, the ringing stopped, if it was anyone important, they'd call back.
I quickly looked around at my surroundings, I was no longer at a party, and I swear this wasn't my apartment. How did I get here? I searched my mind slightly, trying to remembering the last few hours events, yet no luck, the last thing remember was knocking back shot with that girl...Sarah.
I winced as the pain surging through my head increased; I shut my eyes once more before passing out and falling back into a drunken slumber
Mitchie's Pov:
I squinted as my eyes adjusted to the morning sun, streaming through my window, as i glanced at the time, i grunted slightly before hoisting myself into a sitting position. It was Saturday and unsurprisingly I had no plans. I grabbed my cell from my beside table checking to see whether Jake or Shane had gotten in contact with me after I left them missed calls and voicemails from the previous night, and had they? No. I couldn't help but be disappointed, as happy as i am for them, i just couldn't seem to shift this selfish attitude I was having towards this whole situation. I wanted them to be available when i want to talk; I wanted them to visit whenever i felt the slightest bit lonely. I didn't want to accept the fact that change was inevitable, good or bad was yet to be determined.
I dialled Shane's number, letting it ring several times before a groggy and quiet voice answered
"h...ello?" shit, i must have woken him up
"Shane!"My enthusiasm came out a little strong "I didn't wake you did i?"
"err yeah you did" i automatically felt slightly guilty, but that soon disappeared as i was pleased to hear his voice, however grumpy it currently sounded
"Sorry...I'll go, you get back to sleep"
"No" he cut off "It's okay; i should be up anyway, anyway how are you today? Not missing me too much are you?" His voice picked up a little as i could practically imagine him smirking down the other end of the phone at the last comment
"Awh you know me, i have nothing to complain about" besides my best friend/ crush is miles away "And no. Why would i miss you? It's not like we're even that close.... oh what's your name again? Simon? Steven...Oh Shane." I attempted a joke; avoiding telling him the truth, knowing that i did i would go into over drive and tell him everything
He laughed slightly "Oh keep telling yourself that, i bet you've constructed your own little 'Shane shrine' or found a 'Shane' clone, in hopes of filling the gapping whole in your life now I'm away"
"You wish, jerk"
"Oh i do"
I missed our conversations like this, so carefree and comfortable, not having to worry about what to say and what not to mention. "Hey, what happened to you last night? I tried calling you and Jake but it went straight onto voicemail"
There was an awkward silence "Shane?"
"Huh? Oh sorry, we were at a party and err... "It went silent again, Shane was never the one to be lost for words, let alone not be able to string sentences together
"Oh was it good? You didn't do anything i wouldn't have approved off did you?" i asked light heartedly, trying my best to pick up the conversation again, when all of the sudden the line went dead
"Shane?" No answer.
Shanes POV:
"Hey what happened to you last night? I tried calling you and Jake but it went straight onto voicemail" She called? I swear i never heard my phone go off, I rubbed my temples, cursing mentally at the killer headache i currently had, remind me, never ever drink the best part of a dozen beers and down numerous shots in one night. I had managed to stumble back into the apartment at 7 to find Jakes door firmly shut, indicating he had company still.
"Shane?" Her overly awake and chirpy voice brought me out of my thoughts, do i tell her i went to a party and got completely off my face, unable to remember the best part of the night "Huh? Oh sorry we were at a party and err..." then it came flooding back to me, my eyes widened in shock, Oh God. Oh god, oh god, oh god. I quickly pressed the end call button before leaping out of bed. Definitely not a good idea, as i felt a surge of pain rush to my head "Shit."
Maybe I didn't...
Maybe i was imagining it...
Maybe I'm still a little drunk and I'm in fact still asleep...
I hope.
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