|Only Miles Apart
Author: Roxinrox PM
PJ reunites with Shala, his love interest from An Extremely Goofy Movie. But this blooming relationship is threatened when a handsome young artist from Shala's past named Miles comes back into her life.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 11 - Words: 27,334 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 05-10-13 - Published: 05-11-12 - id: 8105738
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Hey guys, so I'd just like to say thanks for taking the time to read my story, this is sorta my first time doing this. Please, please, please review! I'd love to hear what you'd have to say (Good or Bad).
It was nighttime already. Miles had decided to go on a long detour through Spoonerville before the party. The entire ride, PJ sat awkwardly in the back seat while Shala and Miles reminisced about the "good old days". As the minutes dragged on, he felt more and more like an outcast. Miles, from what PJ could tell, was a nice guy all around. Smart, funny, humble, artistic, and good looking to boot and PJ had yet to find one thing wrong with him.
"Sorry to go on like this, PJ. It's just that this neighborhood reminds us of our own a bit." Miles said glancing through the rear view mirror at PJ, who was looking out the window, face emotionless.
"Aw, it's cool man. I get the same way with my…old….friends." PJ suddenly realized Max and Bobby were his only friends aside from Shala. At this realization, he started to feel a tad embarrassed.
There was an awkward pause, "I heard you were in the College X-Games last year. Pretty cool if you ask me, I see you still have your skateboard next to you." Miles said trying to brighten the mood. It was dark blue outside with grey clouds scattered lazily across the sky; it was a quiet night, and there were almost no people outside when they drove back through campus.
"Yeah, well, I'm alright. You should see my friend Max."
"Really, is he good too? Maybe the three of us can skateboard sometime. I competed in Nationals once. I didn't place, but it sure was a blast!"
Was this guy for real? PJ had a feeling Miles was trying to be friendly merely for Shala's sake, but then again, he was friendly to PJ even before Miles knew who he was. PJ wasn't used to being treated as an equal by others, especially by people like Miles.
"We're here! Whoa, looks like everyone decided to start without us!" Miles said parking a half a block away from the Gamma house. There was loud music coming from the settlement and PJ could feel the base of the music through his seat. There were several people scattered outside and all of the lights were on. Green, Blue, and Red lights flashed violently from the Gamma house and there were soda and beer cans scattered on the yard.
The three got out of the car and walked towards the Gamma house, "I'll see you guys inside, I've got to go find Tank!" Miles raced on ahead inside the house to search for his cousin. PJ half thought about taking Shala and leaving.
"Well this should be interesting." Shala said sounding almost completely uninterested.
PJ looked at her, for some reason, she appeared more beautiful at night. He opened his mouth to speak, but immediately hushed himself out of reflex and looked down at the grass. Whenever he saw a pretty girl, he always kept his thoughts to himself, as he had a deep fear of rejection. After a second of confusing speculation, he looked up and said, "Do you like typewriters?"
Shala gave him a confused look, "Come again?"
PJ felt stupid, he wanted to find an excuse to leave, and his new typewriter was the first thing that popped into his head. He just wanted to leave and go somewhere with her, "Uh….never mind."
"YO PJ! LONG TIME NO SEE BABY!" yelled a large figure from one of the windows in the Gamma house. It was Tank. "WHATCHA WAITIN FOR, GET IN HERE, DON'T BE SHY SWEETHEART, HAHAHA!" he went back inside.
"Oh, brother, I knew this was a bad idea." PJ whispered to himself.
"Well, no sense standing out here." Shala started to walk inside and PJ, unwittingly, stumbled behind her.
The house was loud, when they entered the Gamma house, it was like a wave of beats crashed down on them and knocked them off balance. There was smoke in the air too, but it wasn't coffee steam, and there was alcohol on a large round table in the middle of the room. Also, almost every girl was in a tank top, and every guy was in a t-shirt or shirtless. PJ, who was still wearing his beatnik outfit, immediately felt like an outcast.
"I'm going to go find Miles, I'll be right back." yelled Shala as she walked slowly through the crowd of drunken and party crazed college kids. PJ wanted to shout and tell her not to leave him alone, he even wanted to follow her, but she was out of site before he could make up his mind.
He squeezed his way through the crowd and ended up in some weird corner where there were only five or six people, all on the floor taking shots of their own alcohol, which had an unusually strong smell. Before he turned around to leave, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"PJ! What are you doing here?" Max Goof said smiling at the very unhappy looking PJ.
"Max! Boy am I glad to see you!" exclaimed PJ giving Max their secret handshake. The people behind them laughed, but they ignored them.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were out with Shala?" Max said smiling with his eyes curtained and his arms crossed.
"I was! I mean….I am …It's a long story, man. I just wanna get out of here."
"Already? The party just started!"
"I know but like….hey, where's Bobby anyway?" said PJ scanning the crowd behind Max.
"Uhhh….he's…." before Max could finish his sentence, they both heard the cries of excited frat boys coming from upstairs. Curious, they followed the sound.
"CHUG CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!" went the voices, they were coming behind one of the doors from the upstairs, which was reasonably less crowded than the downstairs.
PJ opened the door the sound was coming from to find Bobby surrounded by several people chugging a bottle of cheese spray, and several lay empty around him.
Bobby slammed the can, "THAT MAKES 17! WOOOOO!"
Cheers erupted from the crowd surrounding him. In the crowd was, most notably, Tank and Miles, and with Shala somewhat in the back of the crowd, not cheering, but giving an amused look.
"Heh, he would be chugging cheese at a time like this." Max said looking a Bobby and shaking his head. PJ gave a slight chuckle.
"MAX! Hey I didn't know you were gonna be here too, baby!" Tank said running up and giving Max a big, spine crushing hug. "And you, heh heh, welcome to the party!" Tank proceeded to give PJ and equally powerful embrace.
"G-great to be here, man, heh heh" PJ said weakly.
"Bro!" Bobby said collapsing on PJ's chest, body wobbly, "I think….I saw your girlfriend in here a second agoooo…..she still looks smokin' hot though dude….heh heh heh." he passed out.
Everybody but PJ was laughing, mostly at Bobby. "What a character, here, someone take this guy downstairs. He's the life of the party, this one!" Tank said grabbing Bobby by the collar and dragging him out the room. Max followed.
"That's your roommate, right? Haha you're lucky. My roommates are almost never that hilarious!" Miles said walking up to PJ, handing him a drink.
"Haha, thanks!" PJ wasn't sure if it was an insult or compliment, but he didn't care either way since he was just barely starting to enjoy the party. He took a drink, which turned out to be really strong Vodka which he mistook for Sprite.
"Hey, why don't you guys join the Gammas? They sure talk about you three a lot after what happened last year."
"Nah, I'm not really the 'frat' type, man." PJ said placing his drink down, his arms were still sore from Tank's hug.
"Hey! Miles! Try chugging this one down, eh?" said a slim, long nosed Gamma. PJ recognized him from last year. He was holding a large mug of pink and yellow liquid with ice in it. The color was unusually strong for a drink, and it looked rather tasty. "We call it, Mu Mu juice, it's a rite of passage for all Gammas!"
As the Gamma got closer, PJ could smell the alcohol, the smell was incredibly strong, and he could tell the drink was a mixed concoction.
"This? ...Uh, seems a bit much, don't it?" Miles said unsurely taking the mug. The long nosed Gamma grinned, and after a few seconds, Miles grinned back. They shared a laugh which left PJ even more lost and confused than he already was.
"Just teasing ya, man, time me!" Miles proceeded to chug the mug of Mu Mu juice, and finished in 11 seconds flat. Miles shook his head violently, "Ahhh, so, how'd I do?"
"Just one and a quarter second behind Tank, the current record holder!" said the Gamma. "We're starting beer pong in the next room, you should come and team up with me!" he ran out the room into the loud and colorful party that was just outside the door.
PJ found himself standing there alone with Miles, he hadn't noticed that Shala had left to sit on the bed and the crowd was off on the computer that was in the room uploading photos of the party.
"So, enjoying yourself?" Miles said standing closer to PJ.
He hesitated, "More or less you could say." PJ wasn't really paying attention to the conversation. He just wanted to find his friends, take Shala, and leave.
"Is it true what your roommate said?" Miles asked smiling at PJ.
"Hm, what do you mean?" PJ knew the answer before he even asked the question.
"That you and Shala are boyfriend and girlfriend?" Miles said it quietly enough so that the conversation was private, but loud enough for Shala to hear, and PJ wasn't sure if she was listening or not, so he didn't know how to answer.
"Hahaha, I'm joking buddy! Don't be so tense. Live a little! Remember Shala's poem alright?" Miles winked and he left.
PJ watched Miles leave the room and walked over to Shala, "You alright?"
"Yup. Just a little…..bored, as the simple man would say." Shala said leaning on her crossed legs. "Wanna get out of here?"
PJ thought she'd never ask, but a wave of guilt overcame him, "No, we should stay. I mean, hey, it's a party, we should live a little….right?" he said forcing a smile. The people next door started cheering Miles' name, PJ guessed it was the beer pong game.
Shala stood up and put her hand on PJ's shoulder, "I know this isn't your thing, and I know we haven't had time to catch up much. But listen, I'll make it up to you, besides, there's something I have got to tell you." she gave a small grin.
"I have something I need to tell you too…well, it's more like a question really…" PJ said taking her hand. He really wanted to just tell her how he felt, but he didn't feel like this was the place or the time, besides it was his first night back, he didn't want to come on too strong.
There was a long pause; PJ just stood there holding Shala's hand, completely lost in thought. "Um…you alright there?" Shala asked in a confused tone.
PJ realized what he was doing and quickly let go of her hand. "Y-Yeah, totally fine!" he looked down and then up again, "I missed you a lot this summer. I mean yeah, Max and Bobby are great, but you….you're special, and…and you make me feel like I'm special…."
Shala just stood there listening intently to PJ, with a look of utmost interest. "…I was wondering. Do you…wanna go on a date with me?" asked PJ suddenly, Shala was taken aback.
"…Oh….well…." Shala started, but before she could complete her thought, PJ interrupted.
"Oh! No, I'm sorry. Look…I…I gotta go." PJ raced out the door, but not before running right into Tank.
"Heyyy, where you off to in such a hurry, baby? Relax, take a load off!" Tank said, he looked a little tipsy.
PJ was feeling tipsy himself, it must've been that small shot of vodka, he thought. He ran downstairs, leaving Shala and Tank standing there, both looking equally confused. PJ found Max and Bobby outside chatting with some sorority girls (Bobby was still half dazed from his cheese chugging).
"Hey! There he is! That's PJ, he was on our team too at the X-Games…" Max noticed PJ's face looked very disturbed and pale, and he tried to pretend Max and Bobby weren't there. "Hey, Peej, you alright? Peeeeeej?"
PJ wasn't intentionally ignoring them as he walked by, he was just deep in thought. Max dragged Bobby away from the Gamma house and caught up with PJ, who was walking rather swiftly for someone dragging their feet in the concrete.
"Hey! What's eating you, dude? You've been acting weird all night." Max said after finally catching up with PJ.
PJ didn't say anything. He couldn't explain why, but felt like a fool for asking out Shala, even though they had bonded quite well the previous year. He was tired, tipsy, and embarrassed, and he just wanted to sleep off his awkward feelings. He wanted to blame Miles for this, but he's been nothing but nice to him, so how could he complain? It was a long first night back, but as PJ walked along the empty sidewalk washed in moonlight, his friends walking now quietly by his side, he couldn't help but wonder about what Shala was going to tell him.
Yeah, so again, reviews would be much appreciated! Even if you don't like it, I still would love feedback. Also, if this is something I should continue, tell me! Or I'll probably get lazy and stop hahaha :P