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“What are you doing here?” Jen asks her boyfriend. Greg points to the group of guys behind him, “I’m with my cousins and their friends, they live out here. I came to fix their server, and we all went for a ride.” “But how did you know I was here? I came to a secluded part of the beach so I wouldn’t be spotted.” “I recognized your car Sav, I didn’t think it was you at first. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me, but then I saw you climb out of your car looking distraught and in a world of your own, I called Jen to tell her where you are because I could tell something wasn’t right. I guess I was right on the feeling but wrong on the reason why.” “What did you think was the reason why?” Chase stands up and confronts him. “Did you think I hurt my girl?” “In all honesty yeah, I do. Sorry man but you don’t have the best record right now. I don’t know the whole story nor is it my place to know but that was my first assumption.” I stand up shaking my head at these two boys I
It was time to head back to Santa Monica. I have some unresolved issues to deal with and I cannot put them off much longer. Since Jen drove to find me with Chase she decided to journey back with me. On the open road, I put on some music to try and break the tension I feel in the car. It’s not because of Jen it’s because I’m anxious on how my dad is going to behave. I swear if he’s still going to be an asshole when I get home, I’m staying with Jen for the night. I can’t deal with him like that, he needs to understand and accept I’m growing up and need to make my own mistakes. Just leaving Malibu and the music playing in the background, lost in our own thoughts it’s not until we both hear a familiar guitar solo opening to a song is when we look at each other and smile. “Oh, my god I have not heard this song in months, maybe even years,” Jen says. “It is a great song, isn’t it?” Jen agrees and we start singing along to Rihanna ‘Shut Up And Drive.’ We were just having a good time t
Today is the day. Today is New Year’s Eve. Today is the day of my best friend and my boyfriend’s birthday party. I finished helping Jen set up yesterday and what she had planned is something out of this world for a birthday party. If she fails at being a lawyer, (which I highly doubt it) she should go into becoming an event planner. Jen asked me yesterday if I could sing a song at the party tonight and of course, I said yes. But I made her give me her word that it was just one song so I can enjoy the celebration too. I asked her if I could come a little earlier to speak to the DJ who will be playing at the party to arrange something with him. But Jen said no that she will have it covered and I don’t have to worry about any of the details as she will sort it out. I had some time to kill before I had to start getting ready for the party, so I lost myself into my music until then. I changed a few lyrics, wrote some new ones, and redid the melody as it didn’t feel right. I texted Chase
Sitting in Dad’s car with Selena as Dad drives us to the Lockwood’s household, we could hear the party before we could see the house. Jen wasn’t kidding when she said they always go all out for their New Year’s Eve parties. I’ve had a dinner party at this house and spent Christmas here, but I have never seen anything this big before. The house has more lights strung than when I last saw it. Practically every tree and bush have lights on them, the house almost looks like Cinderella’s castle in Disney World at Christmas. The driveway is packed with cars, how many people are coming to this party? I just thought it was a celebration for Jen and Chase as we bring in the New Year. Once we finally get parked, so we are not trapped in or blocking anybody else we climb out of the car. Selena linked her arm with mine as we grabbed the birthday presents and walks towards the house. I’m so happy we both thought about buying them something small and easy enough to carry because otherwise, I would
Chase P.O.VI can’t believe this is happening right now. I cannot fucking believe it. Candace has fucking done it again. I should have known she would do something like this. She did say she would ruin me, and I didn’t believe her. What I can’t believe the most of this shit show is the fact I just let Savannah walk out of here on the brink of tears. I’ve let Candace come between us again when I promised Savannah that she wouldn’t anymore. The only thing I know is that I will not let Candace dictate my life and Savannah is a part of my life from now on. Walking out of the study to go and find my dad to tell him what’s happened Adelaide bumps into me. “What do you want now Adelaide? You and Candace have already tried to fuck up my life this year what more could you possibly want now?” If her parents didn’t work at the office, I wouldn’t have invited her to the party. “Chase I’m sorry about everything I have done to you and Savannah this year, I know I was wrong, but I came to warn you
Turning around I go outside to see if she’s inside the house. In desperation to find her I am hallucinating I am seeing her but then it turns out not to be her. I hate there are so many faces around me and the one I want to see is the one I can’t find. I do however find Mr. Blakemore talking to Mr. Davenport so Savannah must still be here. Never thought I’d see something like that, my girlfriend’s dad is talking to my twin sister’s boyfriend’s dad. I try one more time looking outside before I call her, I hear the DJ make an announcement that there’s a special treat for us tonight. What could he be talking about? It not until I see a light shining on her right in front of the DJ booth is when I see her, and she’s holding a mic in her hand. Is she going to sing? I can’t believe Jen asked her to sing at our party. If I had known I would have said no. Savannah deserves to attend a party where she doesn’t have to sing, she sung at the winter formal, that was also on her birthday, she shoul
As I sing this song, which I am surprised I know the words to it, I sing from the heart and my eyes do not leave Savannah’s. I am begging and pleading her through song to talk to me once I am finished. I just wished I had picked a shorter song. Meat Loaf’s songs are at least five minutes long at best, so I am hating myself for that. Finally, and I do mean finally the song comes to an end and the crowd erupts into applause. I look out at all the faces staring back at me one face in particular almost brings me to my knees. My mom. Mom is standing next to my father with his arm around her as she is wiping tears from her eyes with a tissue. Is she crying because of me? Another thought that flew through my head looking at my mom is, are those happy tears? I will have to find out later when I speak to her. Right now, I need to talk to Savannah. I keep tight hold of her hand, and we walk away from where we are standing, and I hand the microphone back to the DJ as he starts playing some mor
Savannah P.O.VThis kiss I am sharing with Chase feels different somehow. It feels like it means forever. The start of forever. I hope this is forever. When we break from our kiss, we sit there for a couple of minutes with me cuddled up in his arms and my head resting on his shoulder watching what we can see of the fireworks through the trees. This night might have started off as a shit show and could have possibly been the end of us, but it will end just as we both hoped it would. Perfect. Once the fireworks died down, we stayed sat in silence for a little while just taking in the beauty of our surroundings. Sitting here in his mom’s secret garden makes me think. Has he ever brought any other girls here or am I the first? “Sweetheart I can hear them thoughts running wild in your head. Stop them please I know what you’re thinking, and the answer is no.” I didn’t think that out loud again, did I? “No? No to what?” He couldn’t possibly know what I was thinking, could he? “No, I have