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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 16:50:21 GMT -5
Alright.
Part 6
REGULAR POINT OF VIEW At lunch that day, I finally caught up to Mike. “Why are you so giddy?” I asked. “Guess what, guess what, guess what!!!!!” He was practically jumping up and down. “What, what, what?” I replied. “I’m going on a date, I’m going on a date, I’m going on a date!!” “With who, with who, with who?” “Adrienne, Adrienne, Adrienne!” He said happily. “Oh, oh, o-WHAT??” It took me a little bit to catch that. “Doesn’t she have a boyfriend?” “Not yet, no.” “What happened to Billie?” He hadn’t mentioned anything that morning….. “They broke up! Yesterday!” I don’t think I had seen Mike this happy before. “Oh. Well, congrads.” I told him. “Nye!” I heard a voice say behind me. I turned to see Tre walking towards me. “Oh hey, Tre. What’s up?” “Nothing, I was merely passing by. See ya!” And he was off. “That was short,” I commented. “So that’s the Tre guy? Adrienne talks about him a lot.” Mike told me. “Speak of the devil…” I muttered as she came walking up. “Hey there, Mike,” she greeted, acting as if I wasn’t there. He blushed like crazy. “Hey.” She seemed to just notice my presence. “Oh, hi Nye.” I acknowledged that I heard her, but didn’t say hi back. Something wasn’t right with this girl. “Where’s Billie?” I decided to ask. “Oh, he’s probably with Tre.” She answered. I looked around the cafeteria, and spotted Tre’s head. Sitting next to him was indeed Billie Joe. I wiped my hands on my jeans before heading over there. “Hey,” he said when I got there. “Hi,” I managed back. “So I heard about your breakup.” “Breakup? Oh yeah, breakup…” Wow, did he have short term memory loss?
BILLIE JOE’S POINT OF VIEW Breakup??? When was that part of the plan? “So, um, I guess it wasn’t working?” Nye asked. Why did she keep wiping her hands on her jeans? “Yeah…I mean, no, it wasn’t.” I hated this. I truly did. I didn’t want to…but if I wanted Adrienne happy…and by staging this “breakup” she was technically making my job easier… “So…I was, um, thinking that we could do something tomorrow night. You know, like a date.” Tre’s eyebrows shot up, and she gulped. “Date?” she repeated. I nodded. “Dinner, movie…the works.” “Well…sure…I guess…” She yet again wiped her hands on her jeans. “Well, I’d better get going. See ya in study hall.” And she was gone. “Go Billie,” Tre said next to me. I forced a smile. “I try.” Jesus, I felt terrible.
REGULAR POINT OF VIEW Tomorrow night sure came quick. “Mike, how do I look?” I asked. I was wearing some black pants, not my usual jeans, and my favorite shirt that had a heart with funky designs all around it. I just prayed that I wouldn’t soak them with the sweat of my palms. “Wow, you’re hair’s actually down.” He pulled at the ends. “I don’t know why you keep it up all the time, it looks fine.” “You’re looking pretty sharp yourself. Now, we’d better get going. You know I hate being late.” Mike nodded. “Of course. After you, Madame,” he said, bowing. “Why, thank you, monsieur.” As we drove, I couldn’t help wondering if you could run out of sweat.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 22, 2005 17:06:38 GMT -5
I <3 this story.
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 18:28:40 GMT -5
Thanks. *sniff* It..just makes me feel so special..*sniff sniff* Thanks, man.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 22, 2005 18:36:08 GMT -5
Hehe....yes, this story is indeed quite grand. And the best part is that it isn't predictable at all. So keep writing it! (That's my way of pleading for you to update).
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 18:56:30 GMT -5
Well, a predictable story isn't fun because you can predict it, know? I'll update soon.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 22, 2005 19:02:16 GMT -5
YAY!!!
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 20:35:16 GMT -5
Your wish is my command.
Part 7
BILLIE’S POINT OF VIEW 6:45, fifteen minutes until Nye’s arrival. And I was nervous as hell. No, not necessarily because I liked her, though she was nice, mainly because here I was, going on a date with a girl I’ve only known for three days. I was about to go crazy, so I just called Adrienne. “Hello?” “Adrienne, hey.” “Oh. Billie.” She didn’t exactly sound happy to hear my voice, but I figured it was just because she was nervous as well. “So, exactly how long do we keep this up? I miss you.” “Billie Joe, it’s only been a day,” she replied. “I know…..” “Tell you what. I was just hit with an idea…” Uh-oh. “What kind of idea?” I asked cautiously. “We already decided that this was gonna be a long term thing, right?” “Yeah. Not that I like that. I mean, what if she doesn’t even like me? What if she’s only going on this date because I asked?” It was a possibility. “Billie Joe, anyone with eyes can tell that girl is hung up on you. And besides, Mike told me that she does indeed like you. So you have to play along. So anyways, this idea….” When she was through explaining, my mouth was hanging open. She expected me to do that?! No way. Uh-uh. I’m not doing that,” I told her firmly. “Come on Billie. For me?” I could just picture those big, brown eyes, pleading with me. “But…” “Look, you don’t have to right away. But don’t wait too long. You get me?” “I just…don’t think that’s such a good idea…” I whined. Maybe if I pestered her enough she’d change her mind. “You know, you remind me of the Rugrats every time you say that.” Was all she replied. The doorbell rang right then. Nye. “Well, I have to go,” I said sadly. “Don’t have too much fun,” she teased. “Don’t worry, I won’t,” I said truthfully. With something like that plaguing my mind, how could I? I hurried to answer the door. “Hey,” Nye said. I could tell she was nervous. And she was wiping her hands on her jeans. I wondered if that was just a habit or something. “Hi,” I said back. It hurt to look at her. She was pretty. How come I never noticed before? “Well, we gonna stand here, or go on a date?” she asked. “Go on a date, of course.” We walked to my car together, and I graciously opened the car door for her. I figured I might as well act like a gentleman. She sure wouldn’t think I was one for long. Adrienne was truly diabolical. And you what the bad thing is? I was hopelessly in love with her.
ADRIENNE’S POINT OF VIEW Yeah, it was evil. But that’s what I was going for. She deserved it. And as long as Billie kept thinking that I was madly in love with him, he’d obey my every word. AND, on top of all that, I had Mike all to myself. Well, sort of. But…ah-hah! Another idea. I knew Billie wouldn’t take to it quickly, but with some convincing, I might be able to pull it off. Yes, this was wonderful. “You look great,” Mike complemented right away as I slid into his car. I smiled flirtatiously. “So do you.” The first part of the date went pretty okay. When we got to the car, I decided to heat things up a bit and kissed him. He certainly didn’t protest and began to kiss back. Oh yes, it got so very intense. “We don’t have to go to the movie…” I purred into his ear. “Then we won’t.” We migrated to the backseat. And, well, heh. Need I say more?
REGULAR POINT OF VIEW My palms weren’t sweating half as much once we were in the car after dinner. As we passed by the café, I noticed Mike’s car parked not to far from it in a secluded area. “Hm, I wonder…” I said aloud. “Wonder what?” Billie asked. “That’s Mike’s car.” Billie’s head turned…and his eyes widened. We were at a stop sign and no one was behind us, so he leaned over a bit. “What?” I asked. Then he suddenly slammed on the gas. Both his hands gripped the steering wheel, and he focused on the road. “Is there a problem?” I asked slowly. He shook his head. “Not at all.” It was silent the rest of the way to the theater. Had he seen something in the car? And if so, why did it bother him so much? He and Adrienne weren’t together anymore. Something wasn’t adding up, and for some strange reason, I felt as if Mike and I had gotten ourselves into something.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 22, 2005 20:46:38 GMT -5
*creepy music*
I really do love this story. I'm not just shooting the crap or anything. It's great.
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 20:55:33 GMT -5
Hey, I like your new screen name! And, I was listening to Prosthetic head when I saw it. Weird. Thanks for the compliments. And trust me, it gets worse. I hate to make Adrienne so diabolical.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 22, 2005 21:08:34 GMT -5
Yeah, well...if it goes with the plot then you do what you have to. We all know she's probably not like that in real life.
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Post by TABBY on Jul 22, 2005 21:47:08 GMT -5
PLEASE UPDATE!!!!!
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 22:16:14 GMT -5
Update-tion. (new word.) And I hope she isn't like that, My goodness.....
Part 8 (I think.)
“I had a good time…” I said once he dropped me off at Mike’s house. He nodded. “Me too.” Things were tense when we got to the theater, but after the movie, everything was fine. We drove around for a bit before he brought me back here. “So…Nye…since we’ve been on a date now, I think I can make my decision.” He began. “Decision?” I repeated. I wiped my hands on my jeans again. Then he arms wrapped around my waist and literally yanked me towards him. He crashed his lips against mine. I was so taken aback, I didn’t kiss back. Then he softened his grip, and released some pressure from my lips, so it wasn’t so brutal. Then I kissed back. My body was on fire when he let me go. “So, let’s make it official.” Was I dreaming? “Sure…” He gave a little smile. “Cool.” (His favorite word.) And he was gone. I went inside, waved hello to Mike’s mom and sister, then flopped on Mike’s bed. “Damn.” I whispered. My mind was a jumble. I was suddenly disoriented and the room was spinning. I assumed that it was because I had kept my glasses on too long, so I pulled them off. If anything, the room spun even more. The last thing I remember was Mike’s pillow getting closer to my face for some reason.
BILLIE JOE’S POINT OF VIEW I was gripping the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles were turning white. I really didn’t understand why Adrienne insisted on arsenic. It wasn’t enough to kill her, not even enough to do any real damage, just she would be sick as hell for a few hours. And that wasn’t even the bad part. Oh no, that came later. I still wasn’t sure if I was gonna do it. But then, why should I do anything for Adrienne anymore? I saw what was happening in that car. She didn’t care a thing about me. Then my cell phone rang. Checking the caller ID, I saw that in was her. I contemplated a bit before answering. “Hello?” “Billie! So how’d it go?” “I should be asking you!” I shot back. “What?” “I saw you kissing Mike in the car!” I quickly swerved to avoid oncoming traffic. Jeez, I was so worked up that I wasn’t looking where I was going. “Honestly, Billie Joe. If I’m supposed to be dating him, I can’t not kiss him.” I sighed. “I know, Adrienne, but I just…” “Look, Billie, I love you. And as soon as this is all over, we’ll be back together. I promise.” I softened immediately when she said that. “I love you too, Adie. I just hate this. I don’t like being away from you, I don’t like drugging people, I don’t like what else I apparently have to do…it’s killing me!” I whined as I pulled into my driveway. “A month. That’s the timeline. A month, and we’re done. Meaning you have to take care of business within…two weeks.” Damn. “Two? Why not three?” I asked, stepping into my house. Or never, my brain went on. “Two. And at the end of the timeline, there’s something else you have to do for me.” Jesus, what now? “And that would involve…?” I smacked my forehead with my palm after she was done. “Adrienne. I can’t.” “And why not? Come on, Billie Joe. If you loved me as much as you say, you’ll do it.” I felt like crying. “Okay. I’ll do it. For you.” “Atta boy.”
ADRIENNE’S POINT OF VIEW I jumped into my bed after getting off the phone with Billie Joe. Goodness, that kid is so pathetic. I almost felt bad lying to him like that. Get back together with him? I laughed out loud. No way. Not when I had Mike. He did scare me for a second there, though. I thought he had seen everything that Mike and I had done in the car. That would have been catastrophic. I was getting tired of doing this double life thing. But it was okay. In a month, I would be done, and Mike would be ALL mine. I laughed again. Why couldn’t things be this good in middle school??
MIKE’S POINT OF VIEW I had never felt this rejuvenated. One more thing off the to do list. When I walked into the room, I saw Nye, there, face down in my pillow. Had she fallen asleep? That was weird, she was still fully clothed and her glasses were on the floor. After picking them up, I went closer. “Nye?” I poked her side. She didn’t budge. “Nye?” I tried again. Nothing. “Nyemade’ Cummings!” I said loudly. Nothing. Alright. Either she was playing a bad joke or something was wrong. I pushed her, so that she rolled over. She was still breathing, good sign. The suddenly she groaned. “Nye, what’s the matter?” “I don’t know…I have a headache…and my stummy hurts…” she muttered. “Aw, want me rub it?” I asked sweetly. “That would be nice…” So yes, I sat there and rubbed her stummy. “Did you and BJ get drunk or something?” I asked. “No. But he’s my boyfriend now…” Wow, she sounded so out of it, it wasn’t even funny. “Well, Adrienne and I are dating now, I suppose.” “What the ‘I suppose’ about?” she asked. I switched to patting her stummy now. “Well…we kinda screwed,” I said slowly. “Really? So that’s why your car was parked right there? And that’s why Billie was acting weird…hm…” She was starting to sound like her old self again. “Did you guys pass by?” “Well, Mike, right by the café isn’t exactly a secret spot. Anybody could have seen you. We just happened to be passing by. A little early for that, don’t you think? First date?” “Well…it just kinda happened…” That was true. It’s not like I planned for all that. “And, I used a condom. I’m a good boy.” “Alrighty. Whatever makes you happy.”
REGULAR POINT OF VIEW Bad move, Mikey.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 22, 2005 22:32:36 GMT -5
THAT WAS GOOD!! I loved it.
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Post by TABBY on Jul 22, 2005 22:42:55 GMT -5
lol " and, i used a condom, im a good boy" " bad mikey" LMAO, ANYWAY PLEASE UPDATE !!!!!!
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 22, 2005 22:44:14 GMT -5
Why, thank you. Oh, and I joined your board.
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