Turbulence.

"Vic, please don't tell Mike about Tony and I. I doubt it will happen, but if Mike and I decide to get serious, I don't want him to worry about us. We're old news, the other day at the amusement park was everything being proved that Tony and I shouldn't be, in any way, involved."
He nodded and swung his guitar over his shoulder.
"I won't tell, It's your decision whether or not you want to tell him. Everyone has a past, yours just happens to involve one of his friends. And sorry it's taking him so long to get here. You can either chill in the garage, living room, or Mike's. As for me. I have a short brunette girl to go see."
He flashed me smile, clearly talking about the girl he hasn't shut up about since I've arrived at his house.
"Well, tell Mel hi for me."
He hugged me and walked out the front door, closing it behind him.
I slowly made my way down the hall to Mike's messy bedroom. It's nothing new. Everytime I've stepped foot in his room, clothes laid strewn across his bedroom floor, along with other belongings, beds always unmade.
I sat on the edge of his bed and sighed dramatically as I laid back, watching his ceiling fan spin.
I honestly wished Tony and Jaime hadn't come to my school months ago. I mean, Yeah. I missed Jaime. He did nothing to me and I cut him off, but it needed to happen.
But then again, even if they hadn't of shown up, I still would've seen Tony. He's friends with Mike. The second time Mike brought me back to his house, Tony was there. I also told Mike to meet me at Shaka's the night of Trigger My Nightmare's show. Either way, we would've ran into eachother...
Maybe he's supposed to be in my life, just not romantically or as close as we were back in high school before we dated. Maybe we're just supposed to be friends.
I'm supposed to just accept what he did and move on?

I crawled into the middle of Mike's bed, wrapping myself up in his blanket and resting me head on his pillow. His scent flooded my nostrils and instantly a smile was on my face. It was more of a cologne scent than anything else.

Maybe that's what I should do. Accept it and move on. No more being a bitch to him, just start everything over. Like the day Jaime introduced us to eachother at lunch.


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"You sure your friends aren't gonna mind someone new sitting at the table?"
"Would you rather meet new people who are awesome or sit by yourself like you did yesterday?"
I rolled my eyes and shoved my bookbag in my locker before slamming it shut.
"Fine. Let's go."
He flashed me his cheeky smile before linking his arm in mine and leading us to the lunch room.

When we stopped walking, we were next to a table with five people sitting and entertaining themselves.
Jaime playfully slammed his open palm into the table, making everyone at the table jump and give him their attention. I watched as their eyes move from him to me, taking in 'the new girl's' features.
He just smiled and lightly nudged me to the closest empty chair.
"So, this is Lydia. She's new and is gonna be sitting with us. Why? Because I enjoy her face."
I smiled and waved, feeling my stomach turn from everyone's eyes being on me.
"This is, Brandon, Andrew, Tyler, Tyler's girlfriend Jessie, and Tony."
They all waved at me as Jaime said each one of their names. Tyler and Andrew sat on the end across from eachother playing quarters. I stared at them, watching them flick back and forth a quarter, hitting them on their knuckles.
What was the point of that other than to see who wimps out or bleeds first?
Next to Tyler was his girlfriend who sat talking to Jaime, which was next down the line. Brandon sitting infront of Jessie, eating his lunch while getting entertainment by the game being held beside him. And finally, next to him, was Tony, he sat to my right side. A curtain of hair stopped me from getting a good view of his face. Even when he waved at me, his didn't lift his head to see who he was saying hi to. All that I've seen was a shine right under his bottom lip when he moved. Piercings?
He tapped his pencil that had bite marks in the middle of it and stared down at his paper that had jumbled up numbers everywhere. The longer he stared at the paper, the faster the eraser hit and bounced off the table.
Without realizing it, he was staring at me while I stared at his algebra work, trying to figure out the answer in my head to help him out.
"X equals nine and a half."
His eyes left me and darted back to his paper. A minute he smiled and wrote down the answer I had given him.
"Thanks. I probably would've gotten that one wrong..."
He scooted his chair closer to me and slide his paper infront of me.
"I'm not asking you to do it, but can you check it for me?"
I smiled and nodded, grabbing his pencil and making light marks on his paper to help him.
"Out of those questions... You got two right. Not included the answer I gave you."
He sighed aggravated and laid his head down on the table.
"I'm fucking failing this glass and no matter what I try to, I can't bring my grade up!"
"When do you have this class?"
"Next. Mr. Mangabat."
I erased a few answers and slide the paper back to him, setting his pencil in the middle of it.
"Really? You're gonna have a new student in that class."
"You have him next?"
I nodded and pointed to one of the answers I erased before telling him what to write.
At least he'd get a better grade and pass this assignment.

He shoved his homework into his bookbag once all of the answers we complete and put his bag under the chair before standing up.
"So, for helping me get a good grade, which I'm trusting you for, I'm gonna buy you something from the lunch line. Come with me so you can pick it out. And also, I don't want to go get my lunch alone."
I smiled and followed Tony into one of the almost empty lunch lines. He stared at the options of food, ranging from Pizza Hut pizza, hamburgers, french fries, veggie wraps and burritos with the side choices of fruit, veggies, a small salad or mac 'n' cheese.
He groaned and debated with himself in his head.
As for me, the only thing I was looking at was him. His hair was shaved into a Mohawk that was long but not past his shoulders. He was wearing a big black pullover hoodie with 'New Found Glory' on the front. His gray jeans were tight, but not too tight where I'd be scared his legs were turning purple from the lack of blood. The bottom of his pants were bundled up around his beat up black Etnies.
"I can feel your eyes on me, you know?"
I quickly looked away and found my face heating up to a high degree.
"Awe. You're blushing. But no. It's fine. As long as while you're staring at me you're not calling me a faggot or something in your head."
"Oh no. Of course not. But now that you said that, I will. Faggot"
I smiled and bumped my hip into his then followed him down the line as he got a slice of cheese pizza and a small bowl of Mac 'n' Cheese.
"There's icecream and drinks by the register. I'm gonna assume you want something there since you've picked out nothing else."
I shrugged mindlessly and looked down in the cooler, smiling as I pulled out a Yoohoo, handing it to Tony.
"Grab one more."
I did as I was told and followed him to the table after he paid.

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"So, for the next two classes, we're going to be in a group of two. I'm giving you the freedom to pick your partner. Don't make me take it away."
Mr. Mangabat walked around the class room handing out papers then motioned for us to pair up with someone. I felt my chest tighten up as all the girls squealed and ran to their best friends while all the guys shouted at their friends. I was gonna be left by myself. I'll either be a in a group of three or have to do this assignment by myself.
A wave of relief crashed over me when Tony stood infront of me, smiling from ear to ear.
"I'll give you the rest of my Yoohoo if you be my partner. I know you're smart and I need you to help me bring my grade up."
He lifted up an almost full bottle of Yoohoo and smiled even wider, if that was even possible.
"Oh. So now you're gonna use me?"
His smile dropped and he was unsure of what to say.
"Tony! I'm joking! Yes, I'll be your partner."
I patted the now vacant desk beside me. He sat down and obnoxiously scooted closer to me by bouncing up and down in the chair, earning a glare from the teacher.
He just smiled and pointed at me before scooting alittle bit closer.
"Oh thanks by the way. I got an 84 on the homework."
All I could do was smile and nod at him.
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Soft kisses were being placed on my neck along with body weight ontop of mine.
"Waaake up, Lee."
My eyes opened as a smile spread across my face.
"Hey there, Babe."
Mike laid over me, resting his weight on his hands and knees, until he decided to drop ontop of me and wrap his arms around my waist.
"How long was I sleeping?"
I felt him shrug his shoulders against me.
"About an hour. When I got here, I let you sleep alittle bit more. But now it's time to wake up because You me and Tony are going to the beach."
I nodded and stretched out, slightly disappointed that it's not gonna be just Mike and I.

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I unlocked my apartment door and made my way up the set of stairs before I threw my keys onto the table. I looked around my lonely apartment and absolutely hated it. It's not just the apartment that's lonely.... It's also me.
I felt the happiness that Mike brought to me slowly fading away. Today was a good day. Why is it I'm suddenly wanting to cry?
Maybe it's not the happiness Mike brought to me, maybe it was the happiness from [i]Tony[/i].
I slowly made my way to the couch, taking off my shoes in the process. When I sat down, I grabbed the remote and Wii remote to watch whatever show on Netflix looked interesting.
At least, that's what I wish I did. In reality, I grabbed my bottle of Southern Comfort and took a swig. Letting the alcohol burn down my throat and move around my stomach felt like heaven, even though at the same time, I hated the feeling.

Thirty minutes had passed by and the bottle of SoCo I asked Mike buy me, was almost gone. The taste of alcohol I've grown to love so much was now tasteless. The burning sensation was still in the pit of my stomach, but my throat was numb to the flavorless drink.
Tears were steadily rolling down my cheek and all I could think of was how I was sick and tired of being alone.

"Can you please come over? I just can't do this."
"Of course. Of course I can. I'll be there as soon as I can. Just put on a movie, make yourself some.. no I'll do that when I get there. Just put on a movie that you love and I'll be there. I'm leaving now."
"Okay. Thank you, Tony."

I lightly pressed the red phone button on my phone, hanging up the call that as of right now, I can't even remember making. I have no idea how he understood me between the gross sobbing and all of the drunk rambling, but I'm glad he did. At least I think I'm glad.
I wrapped myself up in my fuzzy blanket my dad had bought me as a present. It has a Koala on it. He knew that my friends in Virginia called me that. So he thought it'd be perfect.

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"Hey, Lee, I'm here."
I looked down the stairs to see Tony taking them two at a time to get to me. As soon as he was an arms length away, he embraced me in a tight hug. As if he was trying to squeeze the sad right out of me.
"What's going on with you? I could barely make out any of your words on the phone."
I shrugged and buried my face in his chest, crying a little bit harder.

Truth be told, I don't know what's going on with me. I just felt the need to cry. I was just so tired of being alone. But why out of everyone Tony was the one I went to?
I have Mike, Hailey, Mel, Jaime, and hell even Vic has deep personal conversations with me now. Why was Tony the one I decided to call to come over?

Tony let go and carefully picked me up bridal style, carrying me to my comfy black couch.
I tried to talk to him, but everything came out as mumbling drunken words.
"I'll make you some tea. Just how I've always made it for you. Okay? Then we're gonna sit down and watch Peter Pan because I know you love that movie. I'm not gonna leave you until the morning, when you're better. Okay? If you feel like talking about what's going on, I'm all ears, Lee-Lee."
I nodded and felt as if I was a bobble head. I felt like the room was bouncing and spinning. I had kept drinking after I had called, trying to finish the last bit of my bottle, but now i'm starting to think that was a very bad idea. Hell, this whole thing was a bad idea.
He disappeared into my small kitchen for a little, the sound of banging pots and pans made my head throb. I groaned and buried my head under my blankets
"I'm sorry Lee, I'm boiling water."
I waved him away, staying under my blankets until he returned with a hot cup of tea.
And he did just what he said he'd do. He sat with me while we watched Peter Pan. He pulled me close to him so I was laying between his legs with my back on his chest. He played with my hair and let me point out things in the movie, even though we've watched it millions of times. He would just laugh and play with my hair.
Suddenly, tears started once again. Except, this time I knew why. I rolled over and hugged Tony. He was taken back by my sudden actions, but wrapped his arms around me. When I spoke, I sounded more sober than what I really was.
"I missed you so much."
"I know. I missed you too. You were my best friend, Lee-Lee. I would still like to believe that you are,"
"I waited for you, but you never came."
"I know. I'm stupid. I fucked up so bad with you. But I want you to know that I'd do anything to take it back. Anything."
I decided to leave it at that as I cried into his chest. He just rubbed my back and repeated how sorry he is.

Notes

Title credit;;
Brand New - Fight Off your demons. (Kevin Can't Hit the High Notes)