in for the ride

do you still hate me? - chpt fourteen

I really don't.

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I got offered beer at least ten times while I was here. Jon offered me one when I walked in, James offered me one when I sat down, Brian handed me one but I declined it, and James asked again just now. I silently cursed myself for agreeing to do this. They were acting like total dorks and idiots, barely cooperating with me.

"I remember you used to stare at Kimberly the entire class and scowl at her. Or maybe it was a look of love, who knows." David laughed as he told his story randomly. Jon looked bewildered, replying with, "Ew! Gross, David!" He shook his head.

I sighed and wanted to bash my head into a wall. Why are we talking about this?

"Kim hated Jon, there was no shot they would've ever gotten together." Brian said.

"I still do." I added, everyone turning to look at me as I spoke up.

James raised a brow, Brian and fieldy exchanging looks as David hid a smile, Jon sipping on some beer. "Sure, Kim." David muttered, clearly suppressing a laugh. "Fuck you." I huffed. Have I mentioned I didn't wanna be here?

"Are we gonna get started soon, or what?" Jon stood up, changing the conversation.

"That's up to these idiots." I gestured to the rest of them. Brian put a hand over his chest and dramatically gasped.

"Who are you calling an idiot?" He shook his head and wiped an invisible tear. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Can we just get this shit started? I wanna go home and sleep." I stood up and grabbed my camera as well as a duffle bag full of shit. I usually had a small team with me of other people, but since this was so last minute, they weren't available.

David sighed and Brian giggled at something; I didn't bother to look over and check.

I brought them outside and walked around the neighborhood, trying to find a decent spot. I made David carry the duffle bag since he was pissing me off, and I made Brian hold my camera since he was also pissing me off.

I eventually found an empty parking lot to an old K-Mart that went out of business like a year ago. I'm surprised a lot of K-Mart's are still even around, I barely ever see people shop there.

I started to set some of my shit up, propping my camera on a stand. The guys were chatting amongst each other while standing next to a wall, but Jon stuck around me.

"Do you need any help?" He asked me.

"No."

"I'm sorry with how they're acting, they're pissing me off too, don't worry." Jon glanced over at them, James spitting on fieldy and Brian giggling like crazy.

"They're drunk out of their minds." Jon added, turning back to me as he played with one of his dreads.

"I didn't notice." I replied sarcastically, glancing at jon before trying to fix my camera stand.

"Do you still hate me? Like you said earlier that you did." Jon's voice startled me for a moment although he had just spoken.

I screwed on a piece for my camera stand, not replying for a moment. I honestly wasn't sure how to answer, really. I did still hate him for things he had done, like being a huge dick to me, but ever since he called the other day, he's been nothing but nice to me. He was nice to me for a while all those years ago, and only acted like a dick to me when I was a bitch to him. Then we stopped talking and he moved on and that pissed me off.