The Hazers. "Sorry." I said after we pulled away. I was breathing hard and couldn't help but glance at Jason's grim face. "My turn again." I say switching the subject and turn towards Jason, "Truth or Dare?" "Truth.." he finally answers. Before I could say anything though, Ryan jumps in with his big mouth, "Is it true that you were mad at her kissing me?" I look at Ryan in disbelief, did he really just say that?! Is he stupid? "Yes." Jason answers simply, and I look back at him questions in my mind, swarming like bees in a beehive. "Why?" Ryan pushes on and I elbow him. "Stop Ryan." I warn. "Why? If he's too afraid to answer a simple question don't blame me." He taunts. And Jason's hands tighten into fists. "I said stop Ryan!" I hiss. "No it's fine, he's right. It's just a question after all." Jason says. "So...then answer it." Ryan urges. "Well, let's just write it off as jealousy." "Why were you jealous than?" Ryan just doesn't know when to shut up. I glare at him, silently willing him to just leave it at that. "Because she's my best friend not yours. She shouldn't be kissing you at all." Jason answers. "But best friends don't kiss each-other either, so what's the big deal?" I had to ask. "The big deal is that I'm sick of being just best friends!" he jumps up and storms out of the cabin, we could hear the engine of his car start and the wheels squealing as he tore off down the hill. I turn and glare at Ryan. "What?" he asks innocently. "Look what you just did!" I point towards the door where he had just stormed out of. "Made him confess his feelings for you?" "Yes! I was just fine being friends and now it's going to be awfully awkward because of you." "You don't like him back?" he asked. "No. I like him as a friend, love him like a brother not a potential boyfriend." "Because you love Aaron." "No!" "Then who?" he inquires. "No one, I don't love anyone like that." I lie, I truly didn't love Aaron; I was attracted to him. But I did hold an unrequited love for a certain stupid idiot who doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut. It's been like that since we were way younger. "Well I do." he simply states, and my heart drops. "Who?" I ask. "Can't tell." he teases. And I hit him square in the head with the pillow. Hey! Heres another piece to sit on. Love ya dolls! MikalaMariee P.S; I put an 'and' sign in forgetting that they make the post cutoff! And the worst thing about that? They are my favorite symbols to use So here's the rest of the chappy! Love ya dolls! MikalaMariee
The Hazers. It was the next day around noon and I was sitting in the most frustrating and stressful class I've ever known to exist: Algebra. I mean the teacher expects us to remember every single formula for solving a linear equation ever invented for one two hour long test. Aggravated I press harder and harder on my lead, trying to remember how to solve for x and y. Crack, {insert bad word here}, shaking of mechanical pencil to shift lead into slot, irritation. I'm the slowest test taker when it comes to math, I mean I have to read the problem over and over again to actually understand what I'm meant to do, and today's test was no exception. Along with the stress packing upon my shoulders from the test there's the stress and irritation from Jason. I saw him earlier today and waved trying to catch his attention, he looked me right in the eye and pivoted around walking in the other direction. I was shocked and infuriated to say the least. So tonight I had a plan, to make sure he knew how much his {insert another bad word here} actions hurt me. I would go over to his house, he wouldn't be there because his soccer practice is held right after school until 5 pm, and I'd be let in by his mother aka my second mother. I would explain to her what was going on, she'd happily agree to help me exact my revenge on her own son [because that's the kind of amazing person she is], and we'd get ready to set up. What we are gonna do is...that's the problem, {sigh}, I've turned plenty of things over and over but each one I dubbed too serious, risky, hurtful, etc. Maybe she will have an idea, knowing her she will. This perks me up and I smile giddily, getting back to my test. Finally it was after school and I pulled up into the Craig's driveway. Switching to park, I shut the car off and get out to walk to the front door. Their house was gorgeous and elegant, Angie, Jason's mother really knew how to decorate. There was lush carpeting in the greeting hall and it was visible through the beautiful glass door that had wisps of golden curls and silver. "Hey babe." Angie answers the door, more than happy to see me. "Hey ma. I gotta talk to you." I walk through the door and slip my shoes off at the welcome rug. "What is it?" she asks concerned, and we walk through the hall to the living room. Once we are sat on one of the chaise lounges I explain everything minus the hazing and events that occurred before and during the 'saving Jason' episode. "Well! That boy has been smitten with You since he first laid eyes on your footie pajamas in Pre-school. I was wondering when he'd actually tell you. But to ignore you during school? That deserves revenge. Nothing serious, but I have the perfect idea." she leaned in and we got to business. Hey! Heres another chappy! So, I was figuring that hopefully every day I can write two chapters, a short one and a long one. The short one would come first around 10 am. And the longer one would come later in the day around 2-6 pm, whenever I get the time. I like this idea and it worked out perfectly yesterday. Hope you like it too! Love ya dolls! MikalaMariee
The Hazers. We had finally finished just before he came home, Angie told me to go run and hide in the bathroom while the trap took place. I couldn't help but snicker thinking of what was to come. I heard the front door open and slam shut, "Ma I'm home!" I instantly shut up and freeze, holding my breath, I knew he couldn't hear my breathing from where he was but it was instinct. "Well! Hello Jase." Angie said, disapproval in her voice. "What?" he asked confused, I could hear him throw his Nike sports bag on the couch and he plopped down soon after. "I received a call from Jerseys mom today." she lied through her teeth, but she was a great actress since she actually is one. "Umm, so?" I could imagine him freezing up as he heard my name. "So? So??!! You'll think so when you realize she's been crying her eyes out since she got home from school!" her voice rose pitch after pitch, real anger seeping through. "What? Why?" he demanded, his protective instincts taking over, "If it was those dammed Hazardous Hazers I'll freaking murder them!" "No, whoever the 'Hazardous Hazers' are, it wasn't them." I face palmed myself, I could tell she would interrogate me later after this about the Hazardous Hazers. "Then who?!" he demanded louder, growing more and more frustrated. "Don't you dare yell at me like that!" she yelled. "I'm sorry ma, I just wanna find out who did this to her so I can freaking punch them out." he sighed in defeat. "Then you might as well punch yourself." she snorted. "What?" that caught him off guard. "I mean YOU were the one who caused tears to roll down my darling Jerseys cheeks." she elaborated, growing irritated and angry at his naiveness. "How did I make her cry?" he whispered barely loud enough for my ears to catch it. My fists clenched, is he stupid?! He should know why I would be crying if I were. Earlier that's exactly what I felt like I would do; ball my eyes out. "You mean you don't know how your foolishness caused her tears? You don't realize how you ignoring her for no reason, rejecting her, triggered the waterfall?!" I love Angie she was so dramatic. "No! You know I love her, I wouldn't make her cry intentionally. It's just too hard being around her, knowing she doesn't return my feelings, it produces cracks to form in my heart every minute I'm with her but can't 'be with her'. I wasn't rejecting her, she rejected ME. In order to prevent my heart from fully breaking I can't be around her. I just can't ma, ya gotta understand." I heard his voice grow weaker and weaker in grief, and I knew by the time he was finished HE was the one in tears. "Oh baby, even so, she doesn't realize this. You have to understand that she doesn't know this is the reason behind you avoiding her. She's in as much pain as you are now, because you are her best friend and you are supposed to be there for her. Not turn your back on her. If you love someone you have to be willing to make sacrifices." her maternal instincts switched on and she was comforting her son. My heart clenched at the thought that I caused him this pain. Real tears formed at the rims of my eyes, threatening to fall. "You are right, I know this, but I no longer want to be there for her as a best friend." my worst fears came to life, he no longer wanted to be friends with me, "I want to be there for her as her boyfriend. I just don't know what to do." I sighed in relief, I mean I know I don't want him to see me as a potential partner, but at least he doesn't want to leave me. "Well the first thing you can do is apologize to her." Angie offered. "Yeah, you're right once again. I'll call her right now, thanks ma." I froze, shit, where's my phone? Did I put it on silent? Frantically I searched for it. It wasn't on me, maybe at home? No!—it's on one of the couches where I accidentally left it, realization dawned at me. This could be very bad, he may feel betrayed. Wait—who am I kidding?! He IS going to feel betrayed! "Oh wait! No honey not right now!" Angie said realizing exactly what I was realizing. I could tell she spotted my phone. Just please God, let me have put it on silent! "No ma, it's fine I really need to fix up this mess right away. Before it gets even worse and she wants nothing to do with me at all." he chuckles nervously. "No." I whispered so softly that only I could hear, "It will be you that's going to want nothing to do with me." My fear choked up in my throat and I began sweating as I heard him press #1 on his phone; I set my number on his speed dial as number one when he first got it for his birthday three years ago. Now only do I realize how I set my self up all those years ago, when I first thought it would be cute to do it. His phone had a really loud dial-tone, so I could hear it begin the call. I squeezed my eyes shut, and prayed over and over again that my phone would be on silent. This would definitely backfire on me. "Jase—" Angie started but stopped, Jason probably put up his hand to silence her. "Stop ma, I'm trying to call her." he sounded frustrated. Suddenly my fears came true, I could faintly hear 'My Best Friend' by Toby Keith going off as my ringtone, he set that ringtone to his contact on my phone. "What the—ma! Why's Jerseys phone on the couch?!" he demanded finding my phone, the music stopped so I could tell he hung up. Why oh why did I have to leave it on the couch?! I'm so freaking stupid sometimes! "Umm, well you see she was here yesterday when you grabbed clothing right? She must have forgot it here, before you guys left back for the cabin." oh thank God Angie, I love you soo much! She never fails, let's just hope he buys it though. "No." arrg! I felt like banging my head hard repeatedly, why couldn't he be more gullible?! "I saw her have it this morning. She was here. Wasn't she?! Is she still here?!" "No, I'm so sorry Hon, she was here earlier while you were at practice. She was in tears, balling on that couch, and she told me what happened. I promised her I wouldn't tell you that she told me. Her mother never called. She came straight to me for help, and she didn't want you thinking she was trying to get you into trouble." Angie is such a goddess! I owe her soo much after we get out of this, Jason can't just NOT believe that story. "Oh, I'm sorry ma...I wouldn't have blamed her though. But I'll go over to her house right now to apologize and return her phone!" {insert bad word here}, why couldn't he just...I don't know, not insist on apologizing right away. Why couldn't he just be like one of those guys who had to think through things before knowing how to go about apologizing?! "No! I mean, shouldn't you think through exactly what you want to say?" Angie must have heard my silent pleas. "Nope! Dont need to." I could hear the excited grin in his voice. "Honey, she's not even home, before she left she told me she had to go to her sisters house and babysit her nieces. She wouldn't have time for this, you know how rowdy those adorable girls are. But I know what you need to do in the mean time! How about you go to Wal-Mart and buy her something special and set up a huge apology surprise for her?" Angie just never is left speechless. I thank God for that. "Oh, ok. That's a great idea ma! See ya later, you have to help me." he calls out rushing towards the door. "I sure will honey!" she replies back just as he slams the door shut. Not even a minute later the familiar sound of his car starts up and he's screeching down the street. "It's clear Hon! Come out now!" she called, I give a sigh of relief, I don't even know how I was holding my breath for so long. "My God, Angie you are so wonderful. I owe you big time! Thanks so much." I rush into her arms, hugging her. "Your welcome Hon, I couldn't let your guy's relationship turn to rubble just when it was about to be built back up again. But just in case he has to come home because he accidentally forgot something, you'd better leave now." she suggests, I kiss her cheek. "You're right, good bye and thanks soo much again! Love you!" I rush out the back door where in the yard we had hid my car. I hear her yelling back her love just as I turn the key in the ignition and shift out of park. God has been so gracious to me at this moment, I knew I owed him a trip to church this coming Sunday. After that thought I drive off. Hey! Heres another chappy! I know it's way longer than I said it would be, but once I got started there was no stopping! I get in the mode, and I write a whole book! Hope ya guys love! It also took me a whole hour to write this!! Started at 10 and ended at 11:04! Yeah, you're welcome. (; Love ya dolls! MikalaMariee -----<>-----<>-----<>----- Ugh! It's 6:12 pm right now!! I was trying to upload at 11 am when I got done with this chapter, but nooo, PIMD had to go and be stupid and not allow me to until now. Sooo sorry guys! forgive? Pretty please? Love ya dolls! MikalaMariee
Haha this was the short chapter. That turned into a looong chapter; but I'm glad you are happy with it.
Bummppp. I'm exhausted, I'll call it a night. But tomorrow I'll try and do a two part chapter thing. Something huge is coming up. TEASER; I can't believe it, it was over. I looked up towards the heavily raining sky and feel the drops mingle with my tears and fall to gravity. It was so gray and dark, the sky, and I saw flashes of lightening then a couple of seconds, the sickening crack of thunder. This always happens! Bad things always happen during storms! I was numb though, I couldn't feel anything. I just stood there in that open lonely road, risking my life, for what? I didn't even know anymore. Not that I cared. The craving to feel something, anything, gnawed at my insides. Maybe if God were in merciful He'd allow lightening to strike me. But no, I could see him wanting me to live out my punishment, thus sparing me the easy way out. Death. The thoughts of it stuck to me like my drenched clothes stuck to my slick skin. My fingers were prunes already and all I could think of was how to get a grasp on what just happened. The thing that happened, that finished us.