bad choices | sequel to bad boy, bad girl

five

Sitting down in Music History class felt weird. Mia was listening to her own music, but she quickly unplugged her headphones and turned to me. I was glad that Nate hadn't arrived yet, but I was still sort of missing him.

"Hey, what's up?" Mia asked, poking my shoulder.

"Nothing much." I shrugged.

"Have you worked things out with Jack?" She asked, clearly shy about asking this stuff.

"No, actually. We haven't seen each other since the fight at the park." I crossed my arms, leaning back in my chair.

"What about Nate?" She asked.

"Nope. I'm hoping I can get a chance to apologize for Jack's behaviour." I was mad at both of them.

"Apologize?" I heard from behind me. A deep, raspy voice I somehow recognized. I turned around, locking eyes with him.

"Jack was an idiot. I mean, so were you, but I can actually apologize for him." He sat down, sighing slightly.

"Yeah. I'm sorry too. I'll try to stop flirting so much, but that's just how I am." He smirked.

"Yeah, Jack was like that too." I smiled, thinking about all those years of high school before we really started talking.

"I can tell." He laughed. I wasn't quite sure what he meant about that, but I chose to ignore it.

"Anyways, what are you guys doing tonight?" I asked both of them.

"I'm taking Sophia to the Local Natives concert." Mia said.

"I didn't know they were in town, I love them." I gushed. "What about you Nate?"

"Nothing. Why?"

"There's a party at the frat house that I'm going to. You should come." I said, focusing my attention on him since Mia had plugged herself back into her music.

"Is Jack going?" He asked. I had forced him to come... but not I'm not sure any of the other guys will really show up.

"Not that I know of." I lied.

"Then, sure. I am in desperate need of a party and something stronger then weed." He smirked. My heart pounded at the mention of drug. I hadn't had any in so long, and I found myself miss them.

"Same." I agreed, knowing if Jack found out he would kill me.

"So, I'll just meet you there?"

"Sounds good." I agreed, just as class started.

***

I applied my lipstick in my tiny mirror, Mindy giving me disapproving looks. I was wearing tight leather pants, a white t-shirt and my black heels, something a little too extravagant for her style.

"I'm leaving. Please do not start a cocaine shop in the room please." She snarked, taking her bag with her. She was going to her parents' house for the weekend, and was stressed about leaving me alone here.

"Whatever you say, Mom!" I said sarcastically as she slammed the door behind her.

I sat at my desk, trying to calm my racing thoughts. Was this really smart of me? Going to a huge party without Jack, and with Nate? Probably not, but I couldn't think strait at all. All I wanted was to dance and maybe do a few lines. If Jack's not gonna be there, better take advantage of the situation. And what the hell was I supposed to say about his preposition? Did I want to move in with my boyfriend? Sure, but that would make things so... professional. We would really be on our own , we would have to cook and clean for each other. But I'm
clearly not safe here, with my psychotic room mate. And sleeping in Jack's arms would feel so good. But won't that scare me? Commitment and I didn't have a very good relationship ever since Charlie. I guess this really isn't the time to thing about this. I was about to leave when my phone started ringing. I checked the ID. Gilinsky.