You're A Blur In My Dead Past, chapter 2
<p>"So, tell me about yourself" Tre said as he sat down at the table I was sitting at during lunch.<br />
"There's nothing to tell. I'm your average 14-year-old girl. I have boobs and I wear skirts" I said simply. Tre laughed. I looked at him. He was really cute. His shaggy red-brown hair that hides his amazingly blue eyes. His infectious smile and a laugh to die for. <br />
"Well, about me. I just moved here from Ohio of all places. Ive got a sister and I play the drums. I'm one damn good drummer".<br />
"Well aren't we full of ourselves" I said mockingly.<br />
"Yeah, but I'm dead sexy".<br />
I rolled my eyes at him and got up from the table and went to find Billie. Tre followed me.<br />
"Are you gonna follow me all day?" I asked him<br />
"Probably"<br />
'Great' I thought to myself. Was that sarcasm? I couldn't tell.</p>
<p>I met up with Billie Joe at his locker.<br />
"Hey" I said to him.<br />
"Hey" he replied and took a look at Tre, who was standing behind me. "Who's that?"<br />
"I'm Tre" he said, extending his hand so Billie could shake it. Billie stood still and stared at the hand.<br />
"I'm Billie Joe," he said slowly, examining Tre.<br />
"He was following me all day, I can't get rid of him" I said jokingly to BJ.<br />
"I'm only following you because you owe me, after that suckerpunch to the gut earlier. And besides, I don't know anyone else"<br />
Billie's eyes widened "You suckerpunched him? Why?"
I blushed slightly. "Yeah. I thought he was picking on a seventh grader. Turns out he was helping the kid."<br />
"Smooth Mags" he laughed. <br />
I gave him a slight shove. "Shut up"</p>
<p>After school, I met up with Billie, Tre still behind me.<br />
"So, what are the plans now?" I asked Billie.<br />
"Well, I..uh" he stuttered "I was going to go see Mike, actually"<br />
I froze and looked at him "Today? Like.. now?"<br />
"Yeah, like now" he smiled subtly, mocking me.<br />
"Oh, ok. Lets.. lets go then" and I started walking away. Tre caught up to me and started walking next to me. "Who's this Mike guy?"<br />
"Long story" I said simply.<br />
"Ive got time" he smiled.<br />
"Alright Franky, you asked for it"<br />
Tre scowled "Don't call me that"</p>
<p>I followed Billie down a street I had never been and started telling Tre about Mike.<br />
"Mike was my best friend for 6 years, before he moved to England three years ago. He never told me that he was leaving. So I'm kinda pissed at him. Billie here" I pointed to him "Got a letter from Mike a couple days ago saying that he was coming home. I've got a few choice words for him right now so we're going over to see him. I'm not actually supposed to know that he's back. It's supposed to be a big surprise or something".<br />
Tre looked down at me "Wow, he sounds like a jackass"<br />
"Hey!" I hit his shoulder "only I get to call Mike a jackass."
Billie stopped and took the letter out of his pocket; he read the address and looked at the houses surrounding us. I noticed them too. They were bigger than the ones around my house; they also kinda look like the houses you see in movies. The ones that have perfectly cut grass, with kids playing soccer on the lawn while the loving parents look on, sipping lemonade. Definitely not Mike's style. <br />
"486" Billie mumbled. <br />
"Over there" Tre said suddenly, pointing to a house a few doors down from where we were. <br />
Billie started walking towards it but stopped and turned around when he noticed that I wasn't following him.<br />
"You comin' Mags?"<br />
"I don't know Billie. This is all so nerve-racking. I don't know if I want to see him. I thought I never wanted to see him again. I vowed that if he didn't send me a letter in two years, I would completely erase him from my life. Then you got a letter and everything changed. I want to see him again, I do. But I don't know what I'll say."<br />
Tre and Billie simply stared at me. I stood there for a few minutes before Tre took my hand and led me towards Mike's house. I took a deep breath and followed the two guys. Soon enough, we reached the doorstep and Billie knocked on the door. No one answered.<br />
"Looks like no ones home. Let's go," I said quickly, turning around. Tre held onto my hand and brought me back. Billie knocked again and this time, Mikes mother answered.<br />
"BILLIE JOE!" she said loudly, pulling him into a hug "Its been a while, how have you been?"<br />
"I've been good Mrs. Pritchard"<br />
Billie stepped aside and I stood there. Mikes mother turned her gaze towards me and her eyes widened <br />
"Megan! Oh darlin, it's so good to see you again." It was my turn for a bone-breaking hug. I forced a smile and said "Hi Gwen". She let me go and looked at me.<br />
"Hun, you haven't changed a bit. Mind you, your taller and you fill out your shirts better". I blushed when she said that. I heard Tre snicker behind me. I took a step back and Gwen greeted Tre. <br />
"Michael's up in his room if you want to go see him. Up the stairs and to the left kids".<br />
We thanked her and made our way up the stairs and I paused before I knocked on Mike's door.<br />
"Come on Mags, you can do it." Billie encouraged me. I shook my head and took a step back, and hid behind Tre. Billie knocked instead.<br />
"Come in" we heard a voice say from the inside. Mike's voice. God how it had changed. Deeper with a slight accent. It didn't sound like him at all. Billie pushed open the door and stepped in.<br />
"BILLIE JOE!" Mike yelled. I heard the bed creak as he got off it and stood up.<br /> "I was going to call you tomorrow. I can't believe its you. You don't look the same"<br />
It was true, Billie Joe had changed massively in three years. He had died his light brown hair jet black, he had started wearing a little bit of eyeliner. His style also changed from hand-me-downs from his brothers to his own black wardrobe.<br />
"Neither do you, Mike" BJ remarked. <br />
Although I couldn't see Mike, on account of I was hiding behind Tre, I imagine he must have noticed Tre because I heard him ask Billie Joe about him.<br />
"Who's that?"<br />
"Oh, That's, um, wait.. what's your name again?"<br />
I laughed to myself.<br />
"Tre, Tre Cool". I heard Mike laugh a little bit. <br />
"Oh, well hi there Tre Cool"<br />
"He's was following Mags all day, so I guess we kinda adopted him" Billie said jokingly. <br />
"Mags? She's here? I thought I told you to keep it a secret?" He sounded a little bit angry. <br />
I stepped out from behind Tre and looked at Mike. God how he had changed. His dark hair was now blonde with tiny green highlights, he was taller and skinnier. I stood there for a few more minutes, simply looking at him before anyone said anything. <br />
"Oh, hi Mags. It's.."<br />
Before I knew what was happening, I reached out and slapped him straight across the cheek. My rage was back, and my face became a deep look of hurt. Mike stepped back and held his hand to his cheek. Billie and Tre's mouths had dropped and I looked at my hand. It had turned red. <br />
"What the fuck?!" Mike yelled.<br />
"YOU SAID YOU WOULD WRITE TO ME! Did you? No you didn't, you lazy ass" I was almost in tears at this point. "I waited everyday for a letter from you Mike, everyday for three fucking years".<br />
Tre laid a hand on my shoulder but I shoved it off and took a step towards Mike.
"Why didn't you write to me Mikey?"<br />
He simply stared at me, his hand still holding his cheek so I continued talking.
<br />"I thought you had left me forever. I just began erasing you from my life when you show up again. Isn't that typical? I bet you never even thought about me, not once!" I crossed my arms. The tears started showing up in my eyes and I felt one slide down my cheek. <br />"You were the only one who understood me, and you left me. You left me to be alone in this hell-hole. You were my best friend." I began to cry. "I loved you" I said softly. Oops. I slammed my hand over my mouth and looked up at Mike, then at Billie.<br />
"Y-you, you loved me?" he said.<br />
I nodded.
<br />"Oh, I-I-I don't know what to say. How come you never told me?"</p>
"There's nothing to tell. I'm your average 14-year-old girl. I have boobs and I wear skirts" I said simply. Tre laughed. I looked at him. He was really cute. His shaggy red-brown hair that hides his amazingly blue eyes. His infectious smile and a laugh to die for. <br />
"Well, about me. I just moved here from Ohio of all places. Ive got a sister and I play the drums. I'm one damn good drummer".<br />
"Well aren't we full of ourselves" I said mockingly.<br />
"Yeah, but I'm dead sexy".<br />
I rolled my eyes at him and got up from the table and went to find Billie. Tre followed me.<br />
"Are you gonna follow me all day?" I asked him<br />
"Probably"<br />
'Great' I thought to myself. Was that sarcasm? I couldn't tell.</p>
<p>I met up with Billie Joe at his locker.<br />
"Hey" I said to him.<br />
"Hey" he replied and took a look at Tre, who was standing behind me. "Who's that?"<br />
"I'm Tre" he said, extending his hand so Billie could shake it. Billie stood still and stared at the hand.<br />
"I'm Billie Joe," he said slowly, examining Tre.<br />
"He was following me all day, I can't get rid of him" I said jokingly to BJ.<br />
"I'm only following you because you owe me, after that suckerpunch to the gut earlier. And besides, I don't know anyone else"<br />
Billie's eyes widened "You suckerpunched him? Why?"
I blushed slightly. "Yeah. I thought he was picking on a seventh grader. Turns out he was helping the kid."<br />
"Smooth Mags" he laughed. <br />
I gave him a slight shove. "Shut up"</p>
<p>After school, I met up with Billie, Tre still behind me.<br />
"So, what are the plans now?" I asked Billie.<br />
"Well, I..uh" he stuttered "I was going to go see Mike, actually"<br />
I froze and looked at him "Today? Like.. now?"<br />
"Yeah, like now" he smiled subtly, mocking me.<br />
"Oh, ok. Lets.. lets go then" and I started walking away. Tre caught up to me and started walking next to me. "Who's this Mike guy?"<br />
"Long story" I said simply.<br />
"Ive got time" he smiled.<br />
"Alright Franky, you asked for it"<br />
Tre scowled "Don't call me that"</p>
<p>I followed Billie down a street I had never been and started telling Tre about Mike.<br />
"Mike was my best friend for 6 years, before he moved to England three years ago. He never told me that he was leaving. So I'm kinda pissed at him. Billie here" I pointed to him "Got a letter from Mike a couple days ago saying that he was coming home. I've got a few choice words for him right now so we're going over to see him. I'm not actually supposed to know that he's back. It's supposed to be a big surprise or something".<br />
Tre looked down at me "Wow, he sounds like a jackass"<br />
"Hey!" I hit his shoulder "only I get to call Mike a jackass."
Billie stopped and took the letter out of his pocket; he read the address and looked at the houses surrounding us. I noticed them too. They were bigger than the ones around my house; they also kinda look like the houses you see in movies. The ones that have perfectly cut grass, with kids playing soccer on the lawn while the loving parents look on, sipping lemonade. Definitely not Mike's style. <br />
"486" Billie mumbled. <br />
"Over there" Tre said suddenly, pointing to a house a few doors down from where we were. <br />
Billie started walking towards it but stopped and turned around when he noticed that I wasn't following him.<br />
"You comin' Mags?"<br />
"I don't know Billie. This is all so nerve-racking. I don't know if I want to see him. I thought I never wanted to see him again. I vowed that if he didn't send me a letter in two years, I would completely erase him from my life. Then you got a letter and everything changed. I want to see him again, I do. But I don't know what I'll say."<br />
Tre and Billie simply stared at me. I stood there for a few minutes before Tre took my hand and led me towards Mike's house. I took a deep breath and followed the two guys. Soon enough, we reached the doorstep and Billie knocked on the door. No one answered.<br />
"Looks like no ones home. Let's go," I said quickly, turning around. Tre held onto my hand and brought me back. Billie knocked again and this time, Mikes mother answered.<br />
"BILLIE JOE!" she said loudly, pulling him into a hug "Its been a while, how have you been?"<br />
"I've been good Mrs. Pritchard"<br />
Billie stepped aside and I stood there. Mikes mother turned her gaze towards me and her eyes widened <br />
"Megan! Oh darlin, it's so good to see you again." It was my turn for a bone-breaking hug. I forced a smile and said "Hi Gwen". She let me go and looked at me.<br />
"Hun, you haven't changed a bit. Mind you, your taller and you fill out your shirts better". I blushed when she said that. I heard Tre snicker behind me. I took a step back and Gwen greeted Tre. <br />
"Michael's up in his room if you want to go see him. Up the stairs and to the left kids".<br />
We thanked her and made our way up the stairs and I paused before I knocked on Mike's door.<br />
"Come on Mags, you can do it." Billie encouraged me. I shook my head and took a step back, and hid behind Tre. Billie knocked instead.<br />
"Come in" we heard a voice say from the inside. Mike's voice. God how it had changed. Deeper with a slight accent. It didn't sound like him at all. Billie pushed open the door and stepped in.<br />
"BILLIE JOE!" Mike yelled. I heard the bed creak as he got off it and stood up.<br /> "I was going to call you tomorrow. I can't believe its you. You don't look the same"<br />
It was true, Billie Joe had changed massively in three years. He had died his light brown hair jet black, he had started wearing a little bit of eyeliner. His style also changed from hand-me-downs from his brothers to his own black wardrobe.<br />
"Neither do you, Mike" BJ remarked. <br />
Although I couldn't see Mike, on account of I was hiding behind Tre, I imagine he must have noticed Tre because I heard him ask Billie Joe about him.<br />
"Who's that?"<br />
"Oh, That's, um, wait.. what's your name again?"<br />
I laughed to myself.<br />
"Tre, Tre Cool". I heard Mike laugh a little bit. <br />
"Oh, well hi there Tre Cool"<br />
"He's was following Mags all day, so I guess we kinda adopted him" Billie said jokingly. <br />
"Mags? She's here? I thought I told you to keep it a secret?" He sounded a little bit angry. <br />
I stepped out from behind Tre and looked at Mike. God how he had changed. His dark hair was now blonde with tiny green highlights, he was taller and skinnier. I stood there for a few more minutes, simply looking at him before anyone said anything. <br />
"Oh, hi Mags. It's.."<br />
Before I knew what was happening, I reached out and slapped him straight across the cheek. My rage was back, and my face became a deep look of hurt. Mike stepped back and held his hand to his cheek. Billie and Tre's mouths had dropped and I looked at my hand. It had turned red. <br />
"What the fuck?!" Mike yelled.<br />
"YOU SAID YOU WOULD WRITE TO ME! Did you? No you didn't, you lazy ass" I was almost in tears at this point. "I waited everyday for a letter from you Mike, everyday for three fucking years".<br />
Tre laid a hand on my shoulder but I shoved it off and took a step towards Mike.
"Why didn't you write to me Mikey?"<br />
He simply stared at me, his hand still holding his cheek so I continued talking.
<br />"I thought you had left me forever. I just began erasing you from my life when you show up again. Isn't that typical? I bet you never even thought about me, not once!" I crossed my arms. The tears started showing up in my eyes and I felt one slide down my cheek. <br />"You were the only one who understood me, and you left me. You left me to be alone in this hell-hole. You were my best friend." I began to cry. "I loved you" I said softly. Oops. I slammed my hand over my mouth and looked up at Mike, then at Billie.<br />
"Y-you, you loved me?" he said.<br />
I nodded.
<br />"Oh, I-I-I don't know what to say. How come you never told me?"</p>
