Hey guys!!
Sorry for the long wait on this, I’ve been so busy, but I wanted 2 do a filler
chapter b4 I posted the next couple chapters and now that it’s summer I plan to
get most of this story done. Thanks for putting up with the hiatus, everytime I
went to write I got busy, I just did this up with no big proof reads, so tell
if it is ok or if it needs work. Thanks!!.
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Angela groaned as the alarm clock beeped to
her, turning over, she shut it off, but not before the events from the previous
night hit her.
Oh shit
“Jordan kissed me,” she said aloud bringing her fingers to her lips,
feeling the sensation he had left. “Brian….oh no…”
Angela stared at the floor as Jordan pulled
away from her.
“ I-I” Angela stammered
Geez, one kiss and I’m already speechless, pull yourself together Chase, she
mentally scolded herself.
“Sorry Angela,” said Jordan “I just saw you
and I had to, I mean…”
“It’s ok,” said Angela finding her voice and looking up. She smiled at him to
reassure him. Jordan smiled back, reaching out to pull a strand of hair out of
Angela’s face, as he leaned in again.
“ANGELA!” a loud voice interrupted them
as Jordan guiltily put space between the two and looked behind him to see
Rayanne pushing herself through the crowd.
“Tito was telling me that Jo—OH Catalano how’s it going?” she said smiling
sweetly at him, “chatting up Angela over here?”
“Something like that” Angela mumbled.
“I bet he was” said Rayanne winking, “ell now that you both are here, I think
we should all—”
”Actually, said Angela glancing at her watch “I should go I have to get up
early to, um do something…I’ll see you tomorrow Rayanne…Jordan”
”What did you do?” asked Rayanne as they both watched Angela head for the exit.
Outside she leaned up against the cold concrete of the building
Fool me once,
shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.
“Looks like you were having fun” said a
familiar voice. Angela turned to face a person she hadn’t seen in years, Brian
Krakow. Angela felt her cheeks redden, the years had been good Brian, no long
the curly haired, baby faced teenager, his hair was died a dark brown and cut
fairly short and he complimented this with a light brown goatee.
“Brian?”
”Hey Angela,” Brian forced a smile.
“What are you-“
“-doing here?” he answered bitterly “Well I thought I’d come see you, but I
guess your mouth was too busy to talk, but that’s ok whenever he is around your
always too busy to—you know what never mind. I was just leaving.”
“Brian, wait!” Angela lay a hand on his retreating frame, “Did you see me and
Jordan?”
Stupid question
“It was nothing Brian, he just, I mean I
didn’t even know he was going to-“
“Save it, Angela” he said turning around “You know I thought you’d be past him
and you’d see me…but I guess not… He pulled himself away from her apologetic
stare and headed to his car. Angela turned and started the walk to her house.
Present,
Angela’s House
“Alright Angelika, open the door!” Rayanne pounded lightly, “You can’t still be bunched up about last night…Come on we can go shopping?” Rayanne waiting a few moments to nothing, except the sound of music flooding from under the doorframe. “Ok I have nothing, she said turning to Sharon and Rickie, “Anyone else wanna try?”
Inside the room, Angela just lay on her
bed, ignoring the voices outside.
I can’t just sit here, I have to do something. Getting up she opened the
door to three very surprised faces.
Oh good said Sharon, Rayanne was beginning to plan a search and rescue mission
to come find you.
Angela ignored the comment “I need to talk to Jordan.”
A few minutes later Angel was fingering the cord in the kitchen phone…
1 ring…2 rings…. 3-the clicking of a phone being picked up
“Hello?” said a disgruntled voice
“Jordan”
Jordan gasped “Angela?”
“Yeah, I need to talk to you… is 15 minutes ok, wherever is fine with me?”
“It took Jordan a few moments to process the information. “Um….yah, you can
come here if you want, it’s 155 Loretta Lane, Apt 15.”
“Ok, I’ll be there soon.” She hung up.
Turning around she said “Ok you guys can come out now.” Four heads poked their
heads into the door way.”
“Sorry,” said Danielle walking into the
kitchen followed by Rayanne, Rickie and Sharon “It’s just that this is juicier
than a soap…Ow!” she rubbed her head as Sharon hit her, shaking her own head.
“Are you going to be ok with this?”
“Yeah, I am Sharon, I just need to sort
all this out once and for all, its been too long…. wish me luck,” she said
heading for the door.
Jordan’s Apartment
Jordan stood in the middle of his living
room, fixing his hair and adjusting the fifth shirt he had tried on in the past
five minutes. A light knock singled Angela’s arrival, taking one last look in
the mirror, he opened the door….