Author's Note: Some announcements: I have cleaned up my first 3 chapters. (Fixed grammar mistakes or missing letters.) What can I say? I'm sort of a perfectionist when it comes to that sort of thing. However if I still make slight mistakes in later chapters, well that's just human, it won't be anything big though. Regardless, I will be taking the upmost care of this story. Also I just want to thank all my readers and reviewers! This is my first time getting more than ten chapters done of anything I've ever written, so all the feedback really means a lot. :) But you are, in no means, near the end of this story…
Preparations
APRIL 3rd, 2011
April 2nd wasn't even worth remembering. All I did was sulk and play video games the whole day. I didn't tell Rigby what happened. I didn't want to talk about it, and the whole day he was just trying to figure out what was wrong, but I lied and said it was nothing. It was all just a shock to me. All that planning and it only took a few minutes for it to be blown to hell. Those same words kept echoing in my head.
"Mordecai, I'm very touched by what you said. As you know though, I already have a boyfriend."
She was touched by what I said. Does that mean, she might still have feelings for me?
No, no. Now I'm just sounding desperate.
I don't know what to think anymore.
But April 2nd wasn't really uneventful. My boss, Benson, came back from the hospital. The crack on his glass head was wrapped up and the doctors said it had to stay there for another week or two. The damage to his head must've been serious, seeing how his speech was altered in some way. Some of his words would slur a little and he couldn't yell like he used to. (A plus for Rigby and I) We gave him a rundown of what happened while he was out, including how Muscleman had sold us out and ran. He was furious after hearing this but had to calm down, since the added stress gave him a headache. I have to admit, it was nice having him back, it's just going to suck when he's back to his old self.
It was noon, and I was still in bed, miserable. I was completely not in the mood to go to the coffee shop or anywhere for that matter. Just sulk and forget. My cell phone had vibrated next to me on the pillow. I was hoping it wasn't Margaret, I didn't feel like talking about it. When I saw the ID, it was actually a text from Rhonda on Shell's phone.
[Shell]: Hey, whatsup? –Rhonda rox-
I decided since I hadn't talk to anyone since yesterday, I might as well talk to her. Her cheerful disposition could probably lighten me up.
[Me]: Not too good.
[Shell]: Aww…whats wrong with my Mordo? :( -Rhonda rox-
I don't know why, but I couldn't help feeling warm inside when I read that. Wait a minute…how did she even know my nickname?
[Me]: How did you know my nickname?
[Shell]: Shell told me. That's okay right? –Rhonda rox-
[Me]: Yeah it's fine, just surprised me
[Shell]: K, so anyway, what's wrong? –Rhonda rox-
It was strange. Even though she was texting me, I felt as though I could actually hear her voice. It sounded caring, happy, innocent. Even with how she texted, she somehow was able to portray emotions; from smiley faces to those three dots, it all seemed like she really wanted me to know how she felt. Sure other people do the same thing but this all felt…different.
[Me]: It's this girl. I told her how I felt 2 days ago but she didn't feel the same. Now I'm just depressed.
[Shell]: Aww…Mordo…Are you going to be okay? –Rhonda rox-
[Me]: Idk, It's just…now I have to start over. But I don't want to start over; my heart is only set on Margaret.
[Shell]: Well what exactly did she say? –Rhonda rox-
[Me]: That she was touched by what I said but she already had a boyfriend.
[Shell]: Well think about Mordecai it, if you were already in a relationship and one of your friends admitted how she felt, would you just accept that and leave the person you already with just so you can satisfy the other? –Rhonda rox-
Now at first, it sounded like she was trying to offend me, but as I read it over again, I realized she was making a point. I understood it, but Margaret in particular was a different case.
[Me]: Well no, I wouldn't, but you don't understand. Margaret has dated a lot of jerks in the past. Now she has this new one…
[Shell]: Is he a jerk too? –Rhonda rox-
[Me]: Well I don't know yet. I'll find out at her party soon.
[Shell]: Well if he's a jerk, then go for her, if not, then maybe it's best for you to move on. –Rhonda rox-
[Me]: I guess, I mean there is this one girl, Adria, but…well something happened in the past and I don't know if I want to take that risk again.
[Shell]: Maybe she's changed. You never know. –Rhonda rox-
She had a point; I mean it was the past. Plus it might be easier to make Adria my girlfriend since we've been friends for years.
I suddenly felt a sudden feeling of relief: As if Rhonda said exactly what I needed her to say. I actually felt…better.
[Me]: You're right…thanks Rhonda, I needed that.
[Shell]: Needed what? –Rhonda rox-
[Me]: Everything you said. You cheered me up, I feel better now because of you.
[Shell]: Oh Mordo, I like talking to you, I'm glad I could help ;) u know? -Rhonda rox-
I smiled to myself after reading that.
"Everyone! In the living room! Important meeting!" Skips' voice yelled. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs. Pops and Rigby sat on the couch. Skips and Benson stood in front of the TV. I took a seat in between Pops and Rigby.
"It's okay Skips, I think I can talk now," Benson whispered to him. Skips nodded and went behind the couch and rested his arms on the head rest. Benson cleared his throat. He really wanted to prove that he was getting better.
"Okay…as you know our beloved friend High Five Ghost has truly moved on and is no longer with us…"
Pops sniffed and wiped a tear from his eye. I patted him on his shoulder to comfort him.
"Which means that we need to arrange a proper funeral for him; now we don't know when exactly this will be but we have started planning. Does anyone know if High Fives has any extended family besides his brother and father?"
We all shook our heads.
"Okay…well I'll ask them to see if there's anyone else that will be able to attend including any of his friends. I'll need the rest of you to help set up. You know make up seating and guest lists. Probably get someone to sing. Anything really, he deserves the best."
It broke my heart to hear all this. This was really goodbye to HFG. Sure he may have seemed like a jerk when he was with Muscleman but when alone, he was really nice. Maybe Muscleman was just a bad influence on him. I wonder what he would have been like if he never meet Muscleman. I would do everything I could to help out with this funeral.
"Also, I know everyone hates Muscleman for what he did, including me. If I do find him, I'll be sure to take care of him accordingly. Make sure that he is kept out of the funeral at all times."
You don't need to tell me twice.
It was late afternoon and everyone went their separate ways. Skips helped Benson look for any of HFG's friends and relatives, while Pops made the invitations. Rigby and I sat on the couch thinking of anyone who could do something special in his honor; singing, dancing, etc. Nothing came to mind. The only singer I could think of, was Angel, but there was no way in H I was inviting him.
My cell phone vibrated, it was a text from unknown contact.
[Me]: Who is this?
[Unknown]: It's Rhonda
[Me]: Really? Hold on let me add you to my contacts.
I added her name.
[Rhonda]: Yes really. Now you have my number and I won't need to contact you using Shell's phone :)
I blushed at that.
Guess that's one way of getting a number.
[Rhonda]: So how's it going?
[Me]: I'll tell you about later, I need to brainstorm on something.
I didn't feel like recapping everything that happened with HFG and the funeral we were planning. It would just be too much at the moment.
[Rhonda]: Okay, I understand
[Me]: Thanks Rhonda.
[Rhonda]: Please, call me Ronnie :)
[Me]: Okay Ronnie ;) I'm guessing were friends now since you gave me your nickname?
[Rhonda]: Well yeah, I thought we already were?
[Me]: We were, and were are.
[Rhonda]: Yay! :) I'll talk to you later Mordo.
Ronnie huh? I like her.
Who is this girl though?