We had been in Chicago for a week, and in those seven days, I seemed to completely revisit my life prior to moving to Minnesota. The tours and adventures that the group took seemed to become boring quicker than before; it was the result of the trip coming close to the end.
That meant that Jen and I had become especially clingy, though she was distracted by Pete any time we met up with the boys. I didn't mind her spending time with him, however. Joe and I had become much closer through the days, and I could tell that I was beginning to have feelings for him again.
It was around eight-o'-clock, on a Tuesday night. Tomorrow, we were to have a full day open to "exploring the city and learning." Of course, this all translated (for us) to hanging out with the boys at Joe, Pete, Patrick (who we had recently been introduced to), or Andy's house. We were at Pete's, in his basement.
"I can't believe you all still hang out at your parent's house," I laughed, checking out my surroundings. Though we had spend a hefty amount of time with the boys during our trip, we hadn't been to Pete's house.
Jen smirked, and Pete seemed mildly embarrassed.
"Eh," he shrugged. "It's where we have major make out sessions."
I cast a look over at Jen, who seemed unfazed by this. "You mean..." my eyes went wide. "You boys have orgies down here?! Ew!"
Joe burst into hysterics, Patrick blushed, Andy was rolling around on the floor with Joe, and Pete just seemed to shrug. "Sure."
"Sure?" I questioned his remark. "I'm hungry, Joe, want to come upstairs and get some food?"
Joe nodded, and we headed up the stairs. Pete's parents were gone, so we were free to destroy the kitchen as much as necessary.
Unfortunately, there was nothing we were able to make a mess out of, so we settled for popcorn, chips, soda, and peanut butter. It all looked delicious.
We were about on our way down with the goods, but I wasn't exactly in the mood to go down and be with the group, and at the pace Joe was moving, he seemed to feel the exact same way. I propped myself up on the granite counter, and dangled my legs as I sat. I was trying to think of something Joe and I could do to kill time.
Joe wondered over near me, and sat next to me, looking me eye to eye. "I missed you a lot," he whispered.
"I missed you, too. I missed everything about this place."
"I wish you never moved," he inched a bit closer to me.
"Me too, but Minnesota wasn't that bad. Just dull," my lips curled into a smile. I, too, inched a bit closer to him, there was only a small gap between us.
His lips brushed mine, and I put a hand behind his head. The room seemed to swirl around us, we were in our own little world.
"Excuse me."
We turned our heads to see Pete standing in the door, leaning against the frame. He had a cordless phone in hand, and an odd look on his face. I couldn't quite place it, it seemed to be one of anger, perhaps?
"Sienna just called," he continued. "You know, Joe? Sienna. Yeah, she's going to be here in a couple minutes. Maybe you'll want to introduce her to Lucia."
I looked from Pete to Joe, trying to find out who this 'Sienna' was, exactly. Pete sighed as he exited, and I heard footsteps going down the basement steps.
"I don't know how to say this," Joe stuttered. I gave him a look that encouraged him to go on, so he finally spat out what he needed to tell me. It wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear, "I have a girlfriend."
"Oh, okay," I muttered. I wasn't sure how to respond, after kissing him and hearing what he had just told me. I scooted off the counter, and grabbed the bag of chips and jar of peanut butter. "I'll, um, just bring these things downstairs. You can take the rest down, alright?"
I looked back as I steadied myself, and slowly made my way downstairs, following the steps Pete had taken just a minute earlier. I certainly felt awkward, and I felt bad. I also felt deceived by Joe, as he lead me all into this.
Maybe I didn't have Joe anymore?
After all of that went down at Pete's house, I found my self almost wanting to go back to Minnesota. Was it really worth staying in Chicago if I don't have anyone I can really trust? Sienna was nice, and we got along okay, but I couldn't help but be jealous... or have a biased opinion of her.
Jen and I were back at the hotel, getting ready for bed.
"I'm sorry about what happened," Jen sighed. I nodded, and continued to prep my bed for the coma-like sleep I was planning; I had taken an extra dose of sleep meds. I just wasn't in the mood for that asleep/not asleep routine tonight. "How was he to know you were coming? You never called him, you never even told him if you were coming back or not."
"You're right. It just hurts."
"Well," she changed the subject to a different boy, quickly. "Pete and I kissed," she blushed.
"...You say kissed. Pete doesn't kiss. Trust me, I had to deal with being with that boy and some different girl every time necking."
She rolled her eyes. "Alright, we made out."
"When? I was down in the basement most of the time... except for--"
"We went up to his room at some point. He said something about 'bad energy' and so we were there... the bed was there... we kissed and one thing happened and then..." she trailed off.
"You didn't."
She giggled, and that was about it.
"You slept with him?!"
"Shh, Lucia, the teachers will here. Don't worry, I didn't sleep with him. It got close."
"Watch out, Jen. You're leaving in two days, and I don't doubt that he'll find another girl that night."
She groaned, and I assured her that I was right, "Jen, I've seen this happen."
She pursed her lips, nodding. We both slipped under the sheets in our twin beds, and drifted off. I don't know if I even dreamt or though of a single thing while laying down, I just know that I woke up the next morning, and have a full day ahead of me.
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