Chapter Two: One Weird Day.
I sat in the Pearson's living room, playing Black Ops and eating a Pop Tart. Normal sounding? Ha. Not so much. I was doing these things, upside down. Yep, I'm just that cool.
"Rory, what the hell are you doing?" Beth asked, plopping down next to me.
"Adding a little spice to my life." I replied, not taking my eyes off the screen.
"By playing video games upside down?" She asked, clearly confused.
"And eating a Pop Tart. At the same time." I said.
"Whatever, anyway, I came in here to tell you we're going to the mall. So let's go." She said, getting up and blocking the TV.
"The mall?" I asked, pausing the game and looking at her the best I could. It was a Saturday morning, and one week left until school. God Summer flew… I hadn't seen Jake in 3 and it was driving me insane. I hated the fact he lived so far away.
"Yep, I wanna go shopping." She replied.
"Okay then… But I have cheer at 4:30. I have to be back by at least 4." I said.
"You will be. Let's just go." She said, I nodded and flipped off the couch, I got up and fell back onto the couch, feeling the blood rush back to my body. After I could sit up, I did and followed Beth to the car. We were the only two home since Mrs. Pearson was sick, so Mr. Pearson took her to the doctor, Tom was researching colleges and stuff at school, so he had left at like 6 that morning and I had stayed the night, then Hannah was at a friend's house. We loaded into the car and began driving to the mall, once there we hit all our favorite stores, and also got our nails donre.
"All right, well I think we can hit Auntie Anne's then get you home. It's 3:15." Beth said, I nodded and we booked it to our favorite pretzel shop, then ran to the car. We drove home and she dropped me off at my house. I checked my phone and saw Jake hadn't texted me at all….. Any other day, I wouldn't give a damn… But it was my birthday…. Yep… My birthday… Woo hoo… 16 years old! Eh… Not to great…
"Hello?" I called
"Oh, you're home." My dad's voice sounded from his office, I slowly walked towards it.
"Yes sir…" I said, leaning on the doorframe
"Your chores weren't done either." He said, not taking his eyes off his laptop screen.
"Sorry… I've been busy…" I replied.
"Busy with what Aurora? It's not like you have a job or something useful to society. No, you're out whoring around with that Pearson kid." He said.
"Tom and I are just friends." I said,
"Could've fooled me, sneaking off to his house every night…Gonna end up pregnant.." He scoffed, shaking his head. I rolled my eyes and checked my phone for the time. 4:15.
"I've gotta go… I have cheerleading…" I murmured, straightening up and walking out. I heard him mumble something under his breath, but I ignored it. I walked upstairs to my room and quickly got my stuff ready for practice. After I was done, I ran downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed 2 Gatorades and a water. I heard a honk outside. I got to the door and opened, I turned back.
"BYE DAD!" I yelled, I got no reply so I walked out. My friend Leah sat in her car, jamming out to Bruno Mars, I walked out in time to see her in the middle of the chorus for Grenade.
"Jamming out there Lee?" I asked. She stopped and looked at me.
"I am, got a problem?" She asked. I laughed and shook my head.
"Not at all. Jam away." I said. She laughed and we pulled out of the driveway. As we drove, I got a text from one of my team mates.
"According to Heather, we got a new girl…" I said,
"This late in the season?" She asked, I shrugged.
"Guess we'll find out why when we get there." I said. We finally made it to the gym where we practiced and we ran in to see our team sitting down on the mats, and our coach standing in front of them, her arm around a tall, bitchy looking, platinum blonde.
"And our last two arrivals are finally here! Come on girls, sit, sit. We need to get started!" Coach Ginger exclaimed. We set our stuff down and walked over, I sat next to Heather and Courtney, two of my cousins.
"All right everyone. This is Vanessa Long, she'll be joining our team. She's new to town, so I want you to make her feel right at home!" Ginger yelled happily.
"Now, I want you to introduce yourselves." She said, and one by one we all got up and stated the basics: Our name, position on the team, and greeting. Finally it was me.
"Rory, flyer, and welcome to the team I guess?" I said, everyone else had already gone and taken all the greetings, so I was kind of out of luck on that one.
"All right, nice to meet you guys, I'm from Australia, I'm a base, and of course, I'm Ness." She smiled, her accent familiar sounding, I shrugged it off.
"Well everyone, group up!" Coach exclaimed. We all got into our stunt groups, everyone's was full… Except mine.. We were missing Carli, my back spot.
"Oh, Vanessa, we found you a group already!" Ginger exclaimed. I gulped again and shook my head violently.
"Rory, do you not trust her?" Ginger asked. Hell no! She doesn't look trust worthy... At all...
"I-I-I-I-I d-d-d-don't… I don't k-k-k-know h-h-her…." I stuttered out, in a lame attempt to get her to not put her in my stunt group.
"Just calm down… We'll be right here.." Diego said, rubbing my shoulders. I nodded shakily. She smiled and walked over. We did a few warm up stunts and I was still breathing after those so, I began to trust her. Practice went smoothly after that, except a few times where I was almost dropped. By Vanessa. When Ginger wasn't looking.
"Good God, where the hell was Carli?" I demanded. I was still shaking pretty badly as I grabbed my Gatorade
"She has food poisoning." Courtney said, looking up from her phone.
"Great, just great…" I muttered, taking a sip from it.
"Come on, let's just go." Heather said, I nodded and we walked out to her car.
"Where am I taking you?" She asked as we climbed in.
"The Pearson's, my parents aren't home." I lied. She nodded and we began driving. Truth be told, I dislike my parents very much. I was the mistake child. They wanted two. They had two, my older brother and my older sister. And they were perfect. The exact type of kids they wanted. Then… One drunken night… I came along. Then my younger siblings, Arie and Adam. We stuck together as far as getting along, seeing as how we have fended for ourselves since I was 6 and they were 3. Oh, well enough of my history… Time for the story.
"So, what do you think of the new girl?" She asked.
"I don't know…. She almost dropped me like 20 times…" I shuddered.
"Well, she's probably just out of practice. Give her a chance." She said.
"Not likely. As soon as Carli's back, Ness is out." I exclaimed, spitting out her name. She shook her head and pulled to a stop, I was surprised we were already there. I climbed out.
"Thanks." I said,
"Oh! By the way. Happy birthday!" She smiled. I smiled back and shut the door I walked up the sidewalk to the front door, I checked the door, locked. Hm, that's odd. I told Tom I was coming over. He usually leaves the door open… I looked all over for the key until I found it. I opened the door and walked in.
"Hello?" I called. Tom was walking down the stairs, buttoning up a navy blue shirt.
"Hey Ror!" He said.
"Sup?" I asked, as far as I knew, he wasn't going anywhere…. I guess I was gonna spend my birthday alone….
"We're going out to dinner. For your birthday. I texted you." He said,
"You did?" I asked. He nodded. I dug around my phone and saw he indeed texted me. 4 times.
"My phone was on silent. Sorry." I said.
"It's cool. You may wanna go get dressed, our reservations are at 9:30." He said, I nodded and walked up the stairs. I walked into the bathroom and quickly showered. After I was done, I threw on my jean shorts and t-shirt. I walked out and was greeted by Beth.
"What are you wearing?" She asked.
"Clothes?" I smiled.
"Inappropriate ones! We're going to Carducci's!" She exclaimed. I gasped. That was my absolute favorite Italian restaurant!
"Really!" I exclaimed.
"Yes! And I'm not letting my future cousin in law go out to the fanciest restaurant in that." She said, I laughed a little. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me to her room. She rifled through her closet before emerging, she tossed me a pair of jeans, and a white long sleeve shirt. I ducked to avoid being hit by them.
"Yeesh! Watch it will ya?" I exclaimed. She ignored me and turned on her curling iron, and began going through her make-up. I shook my head and walked out to go change. I quickly did so and walked back to Beth's room. She instantly sat me down and began to do my hair and make up, 30 minutes later, I was ready. She curled my hair and covered up the scars the best she could.
"That scar stuff helped a little bit…" She said.
"Yeah… But that still doesn't stop people from staring…" I pointed out, I got up and walked to get my purse, I unplugged my phone form my charger and we both walked downstairs. I grabbed my beige UGGS and walked into the living room. Tom was in there with Hannah, watching Phineus and Ferb.
"Rory!" Hannah exclaimed.
"Hi Hannah." I smiled. She ran up and hugged me.
"Happy birthday! I got you the best present!" She exclaimed. I smiled.
"You didn't have to get me anything." I said, looking at Tom.
"Hey, don't look at me…" He grinned. I rolled my eyes, Tom knew how much I hated getting gifts…. Not my thing…
"Kids! We gotta go!" Mrs. Pearson called, we all walked out to the front hall and out the front door. We loaded up into the family SUV and began to drive. Once we got to the restaurant,
"Hello, I am Jean, do you have a reservation?" The lady behind the booth asked, a fake smile plastered on her face.
"Yes…. Under Pearson." Mr. P replied.
"Oh yes.. Most of your party has already arrived." She said.
"Other people?" I asked Beth
"You'll see." She smirked. I shook my head and allowed her to lead me in,
"Close your eyes." Tom instructed. I did as he told and he placed his hands over my eyes for good measure. We walked for a bit more and I was stopped.
"3.…2...1." Tom said, but it was to my left… What the hell? The person removed their hand and I saw the entire Pearson family, and also all my siblings, my Aunt, and cousins.
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed.
"Hey baby." I heard the one voice I had been wanting to hear all day.
Chapter two! Tell me what you think. I know it's probably not too good, but it's been on my computer. I just couldn't figure out how to go with this chapter, I kept rewriting it, over and over. But now that Jake and everyone are back, the story will pick up. R&R. Oh, and I do not own Pop Tarts, or Black Ops.