Dirty Dancing, chapter 2
Rachel's P.O.V.
I looked up and kissed Mike, he seemed surprised about this and pulled back a little bit. He then kissed me back, he froze for a moment. Then he looked at the door, there stood Tre', shocked and disgusted. "You... you... you little..." he didn't finish, but instead he....
Mike's P.O.V.
I watched as Tre' smacked Rachel across her face. We all came to her rescue as she was holding her hand to her cheek. "What the heck is wrong with you dude?" Zack yelled at him. Tre' still looked angry and Billie was creeping up on him. Rachel looked panicked and started yelling, at all of us.
"Stop! All of you, you guys should stop fighting because of me! I love all of you! I can't let this friendship end because of a stupid crush! I'm not going to go out with anyone of you if you keep acting like this. Zack, you're my bro, I love you like a sibling, I don't want you to get caught up in this. Billie, you're hot, I'm sure you could find any girl that you want, but we tried it before, we can't do it!. Mike, you can dance better then anyone I've ever known, you can find anyone you like. And Tre'...." she gave him a long stare and continued, "you're funny, you could make anyone laugh, I doubt you need to try hard to find a girl, I'm not going to break up the greatest friendship I've ever had because some of you have a stupid crush on me!"
She took a breath and collapsed. Zack caught her just in time, before she hit the ground. Her breathing was shallow, she tried to breath, in and out. Her eyes fluttered open and could soon stand up by herself. "Gave us quite the scare there girly," I said. She nodded and sat down on the tailgate of Tre's truck. She fished out a bag of who-knows-what and went inside the building. What the heck?
Tre's P.O.V.
Rachel finally came outside with her casual clothes on. Why did I smack her? Was so I fed up with jealously that I just let my anger go to her? What was wrong with me? My sight started to get clouded as tears came swimming down my face. I saw a blurry figure walk towards me. The clank of heels told me it was Rach, she was the only one that wore boots like that. Her soft hands touched my eyeliner smeared cheek, she wiped them away. I could see again as I looked down to her. She still had a red implant where I smacked her. "I'm so sorry," I said as I hugged her. "No worries, this is all too common," she replied. Her siblings were preps, even the guys, and they constantly smacked her and left bruises that were often as big as her whole upper arm. She hugged me back and I thought to myself, I don't deserve a friend like her.
Rachel's P.O.V.
Why is everyone acting like they had done something wrong? They didn't do anything, so Tre' smacked me, so what? Mike likes me, I held him through a panic attack, the kiss was where it all started. Do I like Mike or Tre'? Did Zack even like me? No, he's like my bro. I'm not going to go out with anyone if they keep acting like this. I need to get out of here for a little bit, I just have to remember this day.
**3 years later**
"Finally! We're seniors! We can do whatever we want." Tre' yelled out. I nodded and looked down. My mother had said that once I got out of school, we were moving. I had told everyone and they were all disappointed. "And we're graduating in about 3 weeks," Mike added. I nodded but I couldn't help but start sobbing. "Hey, I thought this was a good thing?" Tre' asked. Mike smacked Tre' but then Tre' remembered what had happened and also looked disappointed. "Look, once we go on tour, we're gonna get you out of that hell hole alright?" Billie said. I smiled and hugged all of them, they were all so great.
It was now the end of graduation and the boys were celebrating by gettting drunk with each other. I laughed as Billie started to kiss Tre', they both seemed to enjoy it. Mike laughed because we was only half drunk. I didn't drink, it made some of the best people turn into vile and disgusting creatures. I sat on Mike's lap because I had tried to get up and he just pulled me down.
"Rach?" he said
"Hmmm?" I said while combing my fingers through his hair.
"You know I love you right?" I giggled, he was drunk.
"Yes Mikey, I know you do."
"I'm not kidding," he said as he grabbed my fingers and held them tightly.
"I know you aren't Mikey," I said casually.
"I always have," he said.
"And I always will," I continued for him.
"How'd you know I was going to say that?"
"It's way too common for boys to say that."
"But I'm different Rach, you know that."
"I know Mikey boy, I know," I said as I rested my head on his shoulder.
He had kissed me on the cheek when I heard a click and a flash. What the heck? I looked up and saw Billie was a camera and a smiling face. I laughed since this was an old camera and it printed out pictures immediatly. I looked at the picture and gasped.
Mike's P.O.V.
"We look so happy together," I had said to Rachel. She nodded and rested her head on my chest. I had stolen the picture from Billie and prevented Rachel to go anywhere. Tre' had left because he wanted to get some hooker or something and left just me, Billie, and Rachel together. "I don't want to go!" Rachel had shouted out. "Mike, why don't you tell her our plan?" Billie said. I nodded and I had laid down on the couch. I was getting even more sober by the moment and had relaxed a little bit. Rachel had laid on top of me, it wasn't awkward, we used to do this all the time. "What plan?" Rachel asked. "Would you come on tour with us?" I asked. Her eyes had shined brighter then I've seen them in 3 years, ever since the dirty dancing.
I looked up and kissed Mike, he seemed surprised about this and pulled back a little bit. He then kissed me back, he froze for a moment. Then he looked at the door, there stood Tre', shocked and disgusted. "You... you... you little..." he didn't finish, but instead he....
Mike's P.O.V.
I watched as Tre' smacked Rachel across her face. We all came to her rescue as she was holding her hand to her cheek. "What the heck is wrong with you dude?" Zack yelled at him. Tre' still looked angry and Billie was creeping up on him. Rachel looked panicked and started yelling, at all of us.
"Stop! All of you, you guys should stop fighting because of me! I love all of you! I can't let this friendship end because of a stupid crush! I'm not going to go out with anyone of you if you keep acting like this. Zack, you're my bro, I love you like a sibling, I don't want you to get caught up in this. Billie, you're hot, I'm sure you could find any girl that you want, but we tried it before, we can't do it!. Mike, you can dance better then anyone I've ever known, you can find anyone you like. And Tre'...." she gave him a long stare and continued, "you're funny, you could make anyone laugh, I doubt you need to try hard to find a girl, I'm not going to break up the greatest friendship I've ever had because some of you have a stupid crush on me!"
She took a breath and collapsed. Zack caught her just in time, before she hit the ground. Her breathing was shallow, she tried to breath, in and out. Her eyes fluttered open and could soon stand up by herself. "Gave us quite the scare there girly," I said. She nodded and sat down on the tailgate of Tre's truck. She fished out a bag of who-knows-what and went inside the building. What the heck?
Tre's P.O.V.
Rachel finally came outside with her casual clothes on. Why did I smack her? Was so I fed up with jealously that I just let my anger go to her? What was wrong with me? My sight started to get clouded as tears came swimming down my face. I saw a blurry figure walk towards me. The clank of heels told me it was Rach, she was the only one that wore boots like that. Her soft hands touched my eyeliner smeared cheek, she wiped them away. I could see again as I looked down to her. She still had a red implant where I smacked her. "I'm so sorry," I said as I hugged her. "No worries, this is all too common," she replied. Her siblings were preps, even the guys, and they constantly smacked her and left bruises that were often as big as her whole upper arm. She hugged me back and I thought to myself, I don't deserve a friend like her.
Rachel's P.O.V.
Why is everyone acting like they had done something wrong? They didn't do anything, so Tre' smacked me, so what? Mike likes me, I held him through a panic attack, the kiss was where it all started. Do I like Mike or Tre'? Did Zack even like me? No, he's like my bro. I'm not going to go out with anyone if they keep acting like this. I need to get out of here for a little bit, I just have to remember this day.
**3 years later**
"Finally! We're seniors! We can do whatever we want." Tre' yelled out. I nodded and looked down. My mother had said that once I got out of school, we were moving. I had told everyone and they were all disappointed. "And we're graduating in about 3 weeks," Mike added. I nodded but I couldn't help but start sobbing. "Hey, I thought this was a good thing?" Tre' asked. Mike smacked Tre' but then Tre' remembered what had happened and also looked disappointed. "Look, once we go on tour, we're gonna get you out of that hell hole alright?" Billie said. I smiled and hugged all of them, they were all so great.
It was now the end of graduation and the boys were celebrating by gettting drunk with each other. I laughed as Billie started to kiss Tre', they both seemed to enjoy it. Mike laughed because we was only half drunk. I didn't drink, it made some of the best people turn into vile and disgusting creatures. I sat on Mike's lap because I had tried to get up and he just pulled me down.
"Rach?" he said
"Hmmm?" I said while combing my fingers through his hair.
"You know I love you right?" I giggled, he was drunk.
"Yes Mikey, I know you do."
"I'm not kidding," he said as he grabbed my fingers and held them tightly.
"I know you aren't Mikey," I said casually.
"I always have," he said.
"And I always will," I continued for him.
"How'd you know I was going to say that?"
"It's way too common for boys to say that."
"But I'm different Rach, you know that."
"I know Mikey boy, I know," I said as I rested my head on his shoulder.
He had kissed me on the cheek when I heard a click and a flash. What the heck? I looked up and saw Billie was a camera and a smiling face. I laughed since this was an old camera and it printed out pictures immediatly. I looked at the picture and gasped.
Mike's P.O.V.
"We look so happy together," I had said to Rachel. She nodded and rested her head on my chest. I had stolen the picture from Billie and prevented Rachel to go anywhere. Tre' had left because he wanted to get some hooker or something and left just me, Billie, and Rachel together. "I don't want to go!" Rachel had shouted out. "Mike, why don't you tell her our plan?" Billie said. I nodded and I had laid down on the couch. I was getting even more sober by the moment and had relaxed a little bit. Rachel had laid on top of me, it wasn't awkward, we used to do this all the time. "What plan?" Rachel asked. "Would you come on tour with us?" I asked. Her eyes had shined brighter then I've seen them in 3 years, ever since the dirty dancing.
