Beyond The Stars

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

"Funny thing," I said, sitting next to Jim. "I thought back when I was a yankee..."

"You haven't thought about that in awhile," Jim said, looking at me.

"I know, but I was doing good things," I said, laughing. "But it brought on a lot of trouble."

"I know," Jim said, smiling. "Want to go out for a drink?"

"Only if your driving," I said, standing up. "Just let me change."

"We're taking my bike!" Jim called.

"I'm fine with that," I said, looking out my door.

I went into my closest, and I was welcomed with my clothes and medical books, that I've read over too many times on my spare time.

"I really need to clean this closest out one day," I said, moving some books out of the way to get unto my closest.

I was looking through my closest, and I came a crossed a box that Winona gave me when Jim and I moved out. I pulled the box out and put it on my bed. I'll look in it once back from the bar.

I grabbed an outfit(polyvore.com/cheyennes_night_at_bar/set?id=80691522&lid=2514...) at random, then I disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for the bar.

"Hurry up!" Yelled Jim.

"Calm you balls, Jim!" I said, wanting to paralyze him. 

"Very funny, Chey!" Jim said, then disappeared.

"Gog, I dated him and our friendship is the same," I said, shaking my head. "And I made love with him too..."

I pinched myself, shook my head, putting my pants on before looking at myself in the mirror. My brown hair was still the same after 2nd year of High school. My eyes were still that green that reminded me of my father, just a different color, yet they looked like my mother's. I wasn't skinny, or fat, I was chubby, just more on the skinny side, so, I was good. I then brought my mind back to the box which was on my bed that very moment.

"Chey, what's taking so long?" asked Jim, thought the door.

"Hair!" I said, quickly putting my hair in a messy bun. "And I am a girl!"

"Yeah, yeah," he said.

I opened the door and looked at him, "Why are you in my room?"

"Wondering if you were okay," Jim said, then grabbed my arm, and began dragging me. "Tonight is going to be a blast!"

"No getting too drunk," I said, pulling my arm away. "You have to drive us home."

"I know," He said, getting on his bike."Now, just get on, I am dying to drink."

"You're dying for a lot of things," I said, getting on behind him, and holding onto him.

Jim started the bike and drove us to the bar. Man, do I love living in Iowa, it's been home for as long as I could remember. But, when the sun is setting, it was the most beautiful, even on the back of Jim's bike. I only watched the sunset until we parked. I sat there for a little bit, holding on to Jim.

"Better not be falling for me," Jim said, looking at me over his shoulder.

"No, it's just those moments when you need to hold onto someone," I said, still watching the sunset.

"My answer is one night stand," Jim said, smiling.

"And my answer is still no," I said, getting off and heading into the bar to hand with some people.