Cuts And Bruises Won't Make Me Love You Less
Don't Rain On My Parade
The guys and I arrived at school. It was to be my second week.
To be honest, it was running way too smoothly for it to actually be real. I had the most beautiful boyfriend, I had the best of friends anyone could ever ask for, and for once my grades were skyrocketing. It was probably because I wanted to get somewhere in life.
Before, I always thought that my anxiety was going to end me, and that I was getting nowhere with it - but it had actually been getting better... Perhaps it was that there was no one really judging me. Maybe, it would only last for a couple of weeks.
'Well, while it lasts I'm going to make the most of it' I vowed to myself.
With a grin and gripped Mikes hand which he squeezed.
"I told you!" Vic teased about the fact that Mike and I were gong out. "And you guys thought I was being unrealistic." He said to the others who were shaking their heads in disbelief. "Pay up."
"What the hell, guys! You bet on this?"
"Uh-huh. And I made a lot of money from it too." Vic smiled in victory, while accepting the fifty dollars being passed to him.
Mike just stood behind me and rolled his eyes, I guessed that they did this a lot and it had just become the norm for him. We walked to the section on the grass that was outside the school to find a bench to sit on. That had become a routine for us now.
When we sat, I pulled my legs up across Mikes lap and leaned into his big, firm chest.
"You guys aren't going to get all lovey dovey on us, are you?" Jaime questioned.
In answer Mike gave me a long kiss. "I doubt I'll be able to keep my hands off my baby cakes," He teased.
"Aw, sweetie!" I cooed, reaching my head to nibble at his earlobe. The rest of the guys groaned.
"It seems like a lose-win situation for me," Vic said, shaking the money in his hand. "But for you guys, you got nothing!"
"Apart from loneliness," Tony joked with a solemn expression, which instantly cheered up with a thought. "Anyway! We've got to talk about practice."
"Practice?" I asked, confused.
"We're in a band."
"You guys made a band? That's awesome!" I shrieked in excitement. "Can I come see you play?"
"Yeah, sure," Vic encouraged with a smile. "Practice, tonight - I don't think papa Fuentes will mind."
"Honestly, how could I not know that you guys were in a band!? What do you all play?"
Vic responded. "Mikey's on drums, Jaime's bass, Tony's Guitar and I'm lead singer," He sounded proud as he talked about it. They must be crazy dedicated to their music, and I liked that so much.
"That's so cool," I said, wide eyed.
"Do you play anything?" Mike asked me.
"Well," I started. " I know how to play a guitar, but not that much and I've almost finished all my grades for Clarinet," I blushed and hid my face in Mikes shirt. "That sounds really lame, doesn't it?" I mumbled
"Not at all," Mike reassured me as he leaned down to kiss the top of my head.
"Maybe you could play for us sometime, too!" Jaime suggested. I didn't like the sound of that, so I half-heartedly nodded.
That's when the guys opposite started acting really awkward, looking away from Mike and I and avoiding our eyes. I gave them a confused look, wondering what the hell made them change attitudes so quickly.
Then a voice rang behind me. "What's up, bitch?" My eyes went large with realisation.
Hopefully my anxiety would stay down for a few, so I could dock the asshole around the face.
To be honest, it was running way too smoothly for it to actually be real. I had the most beautiful boyfriend, I had the best of friends anyone could ever ask for, and for once my grades were skyrocketing. It was probably because I wanted to get somewhere in life.
Before, I always thought that my anxiety was going to end me, and that I was getting nowhere with it - but it had actually been getting better... Perhaps it was that there was no one really judging me. Maybe, it would only last for a couple of weeks.
'Well, while it lasts I'm going to make the most of it' I vowed to myself.
With a grin and gripped Mikes hand which he squeezed.
"I told you!" Vic teased about the fact that Mike and I were gong out. "And you guys thought I was being unrealistic." He said to the others who were shaking their heads in disbelief. "Pay up."
"What the hell, guys! You bet on this?"
"Uh-huh. And I made a lot of money from it too." Vic smiled in victory, while accepting the fifty dollars being passed to him.
Mike just stood behind me and rolled his eyes, I guessed that they did this a lot and it had just become the norm for him. We walked to the section on the grass that was outside the school to find a bench to sit on. That had become a routine for us now.
When we sat, I pulled my legs up across Mikes lap and leaned into his big, firm chest.
"You guys aren't going to get all lovey dovey on us, are you?" Jaime questioned.
In answer Mike gave me a long kiss. "I doubt I'll be able to keep my hands off my baby cakes," He teased.
"Aw, sweetie!" I cooed, reaching my head to nibble at his earlobe. The rest of the guys groaned.
"It seems like a lose-win situation for me," Vic said, shaking the money in his hand. "But for you guys, you got nothing!"
"Apart from loneliness," Tony joked with a solemn expression, which instantly cheered up with a thought. "Anyway! We've got to talk about practice."
"Practice?" I asked, confused.
"We're in a band."
"You guys made a band? That's awesome!" I shrieked in excitement. "Can I come see you play?"
"Yeah, sure," Vic encouraged with a smile. "Practice, tonight - I don't think papa Fuentes will mind."
"Honestly, how could I not know that you guys were in a band!? What do you all play?"
Vic responded. "Mikey's on drums, Jaime's bass, Tony's Guitar and I'm lead singer," He sounded proud as he talked about it. They must be crazy dedicated to their music, and I liked that so much.
"That's so cool," I said, wide eyed.
"Do you play anything?" Mike asked me.
"Well," I started. " I know how to play a guitar, but not that much and I've almost finished all my grades for Clarinet," I blushed and hid my face in Mikes shirt. "That sounds really lame, doesn't it?" I mumbled
"Not at all," Mike reassured me as he leaned down to kiss the top of my head.
"Maybe you could play for us sometime, too!" Jaime suggested. I didn't like the sound of that, so I half-heartedly nodded.
That's when the guys opposite started acting really awkward, looking away from Mike and I and avoiding our eyes. I gave them a confused look, wondering what the hell made them change attitudes so quickly.
Then a voice rang behind me. "What's up, bitch?" My eyes went large with realisation.
Hopefully my anxiety would stay down for a few, so I could dock the asshole around the face.
Ugghhh, I know it's been like a year, but please update, it hurts. XD
12/27/14