The Bad And Infuriating 2 ✅ 2015-2016

10. Boardgames and lemonade.

Jeremy & Mia, Halloween 2013

Jeremy's POV

I was sitting on the first few steps of the stairs to the first floor. Waiting for Mia to arrive.

Amy, Janice and Tom would also be attending to this Halloween tradition/party.

There would be a contest. Mia was planning on winning.

I dressed up like Harry Potter. Mia had told me to dress up like Neville. Then she had laughed so hard, the milk came out of her nose, all over my math homework.

I looked at the time. She was late. And very smart and pretty. If someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I'd probably answer that question with; Mia Vegora's husband.

I am so doomed. I am in love with my best friend. I think. I can't think of anything or anyone else.

She's on my mind twenty four / seven.

Sometimes I dream about her.
The bell rings. I quickly run to the door and open it.

Expecting it to be Mia,  it is some dude I have never seen before.

"Hi my name is Buchowski, Dave Buchowski. I am a friend of Tom's. I was told there would be nice ladies."

I cough and swear to god that I am going to kill Tom.

"If you mean our moms, then yeah,  you are at the right adress, hi Jere."

I sigh in relief and look at Mia, who's standing behind Dave.

"So you are the girl Tom was talking about."

"I am pretty sure he meant your mother. But it was worth a shot." 
Mia laughs and steps towards me. Raising her hand to give me a high five. 

I'd kissed with Janice once more, at some party at Tom's. He hated me though, I hate him. 

Well Janice and I did more things. Not just making out. But how can you tell your bestfriend that you screwed with his niece, more then just once?

"Hi, Maya, Jeremy. Mrs. Walters!"

Tom was also coming, ugh. "So what on earth are you wearing, princess?"

He leaned against the wall, smiling at Mia. 

She'd dressed up as Alice, from Alice in Wonderland. And here I am, dressed up as Harry fucking Potter. Now I feel like a loser.

Mia is fifteen years old, I am now seventeen years old. One more year, and then I'm finished with school.  

And then she's all on her own.  Out in the big world.

"So, Maya, how old are you now? Do you like my costume? It's sort of late, I mean I bought it this morning. And what are you, milady?"

She tries not to blush, but I can tell it's hard. She shakes her head and leans in to him, my heart stops beating, she stands on her toes and whispers something in his ear. His eyes grow big and she smiles. 

"It's Mia, and you look very handsome, do you want to join me, upstairs?"

I think I just dropped dead. Oh. I am still breathing, excuse me. Sorry for having you call 911.

"Okay, I'll go first, baby."

 Mia rolls with her eyes, and giggles once he's upstairs. She walks over to me, obviously ignoring Dave. Buchowski. 

"Oh, he's so stupid, I mean, he'd really think I'd go upstairs with him? What a jerk. It's the holidays, I'm allowed to curse, oh don't you give me that look."

I've been reincarnated and there's still hope for me. Thank you, whoever is up there, controlling my life. Fate most likely.

"So Jere, have you heard this song, it's so good, I mean it is the best song ever. You have to listen to it, the games will not start for another hour so, come I have it on my phone."

She takes my hand and leads me to the couch, my heart pumping faster with every second. I love her.

She sits down on the couch, takes out her phone and scrolls through her music. She found it and inserts her earphones. She hands me the left one and we start listening to The Lights. But I don't know who's the singer. She scrolls through her music and Complicated from Rihanna starts.

We hum along to the song, both of our bodies facing each other, eyes closed and smiling.

I wake up from my day dream by Dave. He's sort of drunk and has spilled his drink on Mia's dress. 

She screams, because the punch is very cold. Dave just laughs, because her dress is see through. 

I feel sorry for her. "What the actual chicken are you even doing here."

Tom walks into the room, he laughs at the situation. "Hey, Maya, nice tits. Show 'em baby."

Mia bursts out in tears and runs up to my room. She locks the door behind her. 

I can hear it.

"Hey, Tom, I think I'm going home, there are no hot girls. Except for the one we just saw. So bye dudes, see you later."

I flick him the finger and he doesn't even see it.

Tom, on the other side, sees it. He growls in annoyance. 

"I'm going up to see if Mia is okay, what about you, dickhead?"

Tom walks up the stairs and wants to enter my room. 

"Tom, I'm afraid you'll need to leave, I hate you and Mia does too. Nobody wants you at this party. You ass."

"Fine, and damn, those titties were nice!"

 "You freaking pile of shit, dirtbag, little pervert! I hope you go to hell, Tom Ronalds. I HATE YOU!"

"It's nice to know that you have a sense of humor, Vegora!"

"Shut the brick up, ASSHOLE!!!"

 Tom lets out a snort and pounces on the door. "Babe, open the door, I was just fucking with you. You know I don't meant it. You know that, right baby?"

I punch him in his stomach and he grunts. Punching me back. Mia comes out of my room, ignores the both of us and helps our moms prepare the food. 

So that was the crappiest Halloween ever, Tom and I stopped being friends after that.

I did once got a text from an unknown number, asking me what sort of tv-series some Mitsy liked, so I responded with a 'i don't know who you are and I have no clue who's Mitsy. Jerk!'

I still think back to last year, Tom totally ruined one of Mia and mine's last moments together. One of my last chances to make a move.

~ I really hate Tom right now. And I also hate Dave, Jeremy isn't a virgin, I guess it's not going to be a 'white' wedding . 

Oh, wait they already got married, in the previous chapter. 

Bye loves

~