So This Is Love ~~~~ R.P.

i. Those Were The Days

1995

I laugh at the brown haired boy sitting in front of me. My band mates do the same, while the same brunette just sits there clueless.

"I still don't believe that this is happening"

"Neither do I Reg, but it's happening," my friend, Alex, smiled.

"Yeah dude, it's gonna be huge! That place is gonna be packed with managers. Maybe we'll go on tour!" Luke exclaimed as he sat down next to me, throwing his arm on my shoulder.

I smile at Luke and face Bobby, who had been awfully quiet.

"What about you, got something to say?" I ask him.

I guess I pulled him out of his trance for he just shook his head with a blank stare.

Reggie kept looking at Luke's arm on my shoulder. I ignored it though, for he can be confusing at times.

Luke and I are definitely not dating. We've been best friends since second grade when he "accidentally" poured his milk on my brand new shoes.

Luke and I have a weird, but wholesome, relationship. We were each other's first kiss the night of our 8th grade dance. It was like one of those "in the heat of the moment" things, so we laughed it off. It was definitely weird, but I feel like that made our friendship even stronger. Even though we're passed that whole kissing thing, we've never told anyone. We made a pact, swearing we'd take it to the grave.

A part of me kinda wanted to see how things would go down that path, but the other part was worried it might ruin our friendship. I'm not the best at relationships, or at least I always seem to pick the wrong guys.

I always get hurt, somehow. What really messed me up was my first boyfriend, Daniel Boyd. We started dating freshman year, but it didn't last. I thought it was love, but I was wrong. I'm always wrong. The guys say it's not my fault, but deep down, I know it is.

I've known Alex and Reggie since 6th grade. I met Bobby later when they wanted to start a band. I'm really close with them, I'm kinda the mom of the group. I babysit Luke and Reggie while they practice and write new songs. I was the first person Alex told he was gay. And Bobby, well, he was Bobby. We aren't that close, and honestly, I don't think he likes me.

The boys were talking about the set list and I sorta zoned out. That was until I heard yelling.

"JADIEN PARKER. Get out of that disgusting garage NOW!!"

"Mom?" I saw a figure angrily approach the garage. "What are you doing here?"

"We are going home. Now. I don't like you hanging around with these.....these dogs."

"Don't call th-" My sentence was cut short as my mother dragged me out of the band's garage.

Luke looked at the ground. Bobby was studying the walls like they were made of gold or something. Reggie offered a sad smile. Alex looked like he had just seen a ghost. I quickly mouthed an apology as my mom threw me into her station wagon.

We argued the whole way home. We fight a lot. My mother is complicated, to say the least.

"Honestly, I don't know why you waste your time with them. You're going nowhere." She exasperated.

"Mom, we're playing at the Orpheum!"

"What's that, another junky club?"

"No. It's a really big deal...just trust me, please, for once."

"I don't know if I can anymore... You keep skipping class, you're spending way too much time with those dogs-"

"Not all men are dogs." I muttered

"Yes they are. They say they love you, that they'll never leave you, and the second you have a kid, everything changes. They leave, they lie, they never come back." My mom replied bitterly. She's still hung up on my dad leaving. It's been 17 years and she still can't get over it.

"Why can't you be more like Beatrice?"

Beatrice was my older sister. She was perfect. Good grades, nice boyfriend, she even got accepted into Stanford. We keep each other grounded, but I can't help but feel out of place when I'm around her. She's my role model, but I don't want to be just like her.

"Why can't you just accept who I am and what I do? I'm not hurting anyone. Why does it matter? This is what I want to do. This is my future, can't you understand that?" My voice cracks, I finally look at my mother, but she faces the empty road.

"Just...we'll continue this conversation at home." she sighed.

I turn and slump in my seat. I watch the other cars pass ours. I just wanted the fighting to end. Little did I know how quickly it would.

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(A/n)

Ahhhh first chapter, done! That was kinda crappy tbh lol. It was also pretty short, but they will get longer, I think lol. I hope it gets better. Honestly I'm kinda proud of myself... Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!

See ya on the flip side

~S ♡

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