Dry Ice, chapter 2
When we got to Starbucks, we immedietly got in line. I looked around. There were a few people from our school there, but they ignored us. And that was fine with me. Lauren and I used to come here a lot last year. I wonder if theres a Starbucks in her new town. I should call her when I get home, to see how her day went.
"Allie...you there? It's our turn to order." Billie Joes voice innterupted my thoughts.
"What? Oh, sorry. I'll have a small Double Chocolate Chip Frappachino, please." I told the lady at the counter. I pulled a couple crumpled dollar bills from my pocket and handed them to the cashier. Mike and Billie Joe bought theyre drinks and we went outside to sit down.
As Mike and Billie started talking about music, I sipped my drink and looked around. It was a nice fall day out, but somthing felt wrong. I missed Lauren so much. Billie was a good friend, and I could tell Mike would be too, but I wanted Lauren back. She moved accross the country, so its not excatly like I could just get on a bus and go see her. Then I looked over at Mike. He looked at me and smiled, then leaned back and closed his eyes. He was getting to be more relaxed around us. He opened his eyes and glanced at me and we locked eyes for a moment. Then he shut them again, but I was still watching him. All of the sudden I noticed Billie Joe looking at me with a weird look on his face. Then he looked at Mike and looked back at me and smirked. Oh god, I thought. He saw me staring at Mike. He knows. Oh shit.
"Fuck, I gotta go. See you guys tomorrow." Billie said. He got up and walked away, leaving me sitting there next to Mike. It felt really awkward.
"Uh, Allie? This is a stupid question, but can I ask you somthing?" Mike said cautiously.
"Sure." I said.
"You and Billie Joe are just friends, right? I know thats dumb, but I cant help wondering."
I laughed. "Yeah, we are. I've known him ever since I moved here, and hes always been a really good friend. We've always been there for eachother. But nothing more than that."
"Okay. I was just wondering." Mike said, looking relieved. "So, Billie Joe said somthing about a friend of yours moving. That must suck."
"Yeah, it does. Lauren and I had been friends for a long time. We had done everything together. She was almost like a sister." I tried to blink back tears, but one fell. Shit. I looked away. I dont want Mike to see me cry.
"Aw. Im sorry, Allie. I know what that can be like. I had to move away from some of my friends when my parents split." Mike's eyes were full of sympethy.
"God. Thats even worse. I'm glad I have you and Billie Joe there for me because I dont have any other friends. I miss Lauren a ton." That did it. The waterworks started and they wernt about to stop. I got up and started to walk away. Mike got up and caught up to me.
"I'm so sorry Allie. I didnt mean to make you cry. Look, how about we walk home together. I dont want you to go home sad.
"Thats alright. Its not your fault. Every little thing has been making me cry lately. I dont know whats wrong with me."
"Oh. I went through a time like that after my parents got divorced. Except I just got really quiet and stopped talking to people. Nothings wrong with you." Mike told me.
"Okay." I said. I didnt know what to say next. So I just started crying more. God. What the fuck is my problem?
"It will be okay. Billie and I will be there for you. If you need to talk to someone, you can always find me." We kept walking, but neither of us talked the rest of the way. When we reached my house, Mike gave me a hug and we stood there for a few minutes hugging.
"Sorry you had to see me like this. Im not usually this way." I said to Mike and smiled.
"Thats okay. Hey, thats what friends are for." Mike smiled back, and gave me another quick hug. By then the street lights had come on and it had started to get dark.
"I should go in now. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I said
"Okay, bye. See you later." Mike answered.
I waved and went inside and shut the door. Then I ran inside, up to my room, and grabbed my guitar. I plugged it in the amp, and started to play.
"Allie...you there? It's our turn to order." Billie Joes voice innterupted my thoughts.
"What? Oh, sorry. I'll have a small Double Chocolate Chip Frappachino, please." I told the lady at the counter. I pulled a couple crumpled dollar bills from my pocket and handed them to the cashier. Mike and Billie Joe bought theyre drinks and we went outside to sit down.
As Mike and Billie started talking about music, I sipped my drink and looked around. It was a nice fall day out, but somthing felt wrong. I missed Lauren so much. Billie was a good friend, and I could tell Mike would be too, but I wanted Lauren back. She moved accross the country, so its not excatly like I could just get on a bus and go see her. Then I looked over at Mike. He looked at me and smiled, then leaned back and closed his eyes. He was getting to be more relaxed around us. He opened his eyes and glanced at me and we locked eyes for a moment. Then he shut them again, but I was still watching him. All of the sudden I noticed Billie Joe looking at me with a weird look on his face. Then he looked at Mike and looked back at me and smirked. Oh god, I thought. He saw me staring at Mike. He knows. Oh shit.
"Fuck, I gotta go. See you guys tomorrow." Billie said. He got up and walked away, leaving me sitting there next to Mike. It felt really awkward.
"Uh, Allie? This is a stupid question, but can I ask you somthing?" Mike said cautiously.
"Sure." I said.
"You and Billie Joe are just friends, right? I know thats dumb, but I cant help wondering."
I laughed. "Yeah, we are. I've known him ever since I moved here, and hes always been a really good friend. We've always been there for eachother. But nothing more than that."
"Okay. I was just wondering." Mike said, looking relieved. "So, Billie Joe said somthing about a friend of yours moving. That must suck."
"Yeah, it does. Lauren and I had been friends for a long time. We had done everything together. She was almost like a sister." I tried to blink back tears, but one fell. Shit. I looked away. I dont want Mike to see me cry.
"Aw. Im sorry, Allie. I know what that can be like. I had to move away from some of my friends when my parents split." Mike's eyes were full of sympethy.
"God. Thats even worse. I'm glad I have you and Billie Joe there for me because I dont have any other friends. I miss Lauren a ton." That did it. The waterworks started and they wernt about to stop. I got up and started to walk away. Mike got up and caught up to me.
"I'm so sorry Allie. I didnt mean to make you cry. Look, how about we walk home together. I dont want you to go home sad.
"Thats alright. Its not your fault. Every little thing has been making me cry lately. I dont know whats wrong with me."
"Oh. I went through a time like that after my parents got divorced. Except I just got really quiet and stopped talking to people. Nothings wrong with you." Mike told me.
"Okay." I said. I didnt know what to say next. So I just started crying more. God. What the fuck is my problem?
"It will be okay. Billie and I will be there for you. If you need to talk to someone, you can always find me." We kept walking, but neither of us talked the rest of the way. When we reached my house, Mike gave me a hug and we stood there for a few minutes hugging.
"Sorry you had to see me like this. Im not usually this way." I said to Mike and smiled.
"Thats okay. Hey, thats what friends are for." Mike smiled back, and gave me another quick hug. By then the street lights had come on and it had started to get dark.
"I should go in now. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I said
"Okay, bye. See you later." Mike answered.
I waved and went inside and shut the door. Then I ran inside, up to my room, and grabbed my guitar. I plugged it in the amp, and started to play.
