Songs About Jane

Chapter 3- Love Somebody

Tap, tap, t-tap, tap, tappity-tap. Selena is texting away and sitting cross-legged on my bed. I'm brushing my teeth in the bathroom that connects to my bedroom.

"Kelsey can come!" Selena shouts from the next room over.

"Sebleena vu don' havta yell. I'm vrigh' here!" I say though my toothbrush.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

I spit out the toothpaste and rinse my brush. I put it back in the toothbrush holder and walk out of the bathroom. "I basically said, 'don't yell in my house.'"

She sticks her tongue out and replies, "Suck it!"

I sit on the other side of the bed and say, "Selena, sometimes you act like you're still in high school."

"Well, if you haven't noticed, 'mature-ass,' I never went to college!" She says with a wave of her hand.

I laugh. "Mature-ass?"

She nods. "It's like smartass, only for college graduates."

"The hell?"

"Ugggh!" She cries out, frustrated. "Just go with it!"

"Okayyy then, immature-ass."

"Shut up," she says, playfully slapping my side.

"Wey-hey!" Kelsey calls out, walking in and setting her purse down on my dresser. "Guess whaaaaat?"

"What." Selena says, unamused.

"I got treeeeeats!" Kelsey cries, throwing a plastic Kroger bag down on the bed.

"Ice cream?" I ask.

"Condoms for your boyfriend?" Selena adds sarcastically.

"Whoa, whooooa. Not cool. We do it protected, dumbass. And stay out of my business!"

"Whoa, TMI there," I say. "Oh and by the way, she is now called the immature-ass."

Kelsey gives me a clueless look. "Please explain."

"It's a long story," Selena replies dismissively, reaching for the bag.

Kelsey frowns. "Fine then. Anywhooo, I got you guys some stuff at Kroger, 'cuz I haven't seen you guys in like forever-"

"Like a month" I butt in.

"Whatever. You know me, the drama queen. Anyway, I got us all chocolate-" she pulls out a bag of Dove chocolate, "-a little something to drink-" she pulls out a paper bag with a bottle of wine.

Selena makes a face. "Ugh, I hate wine, and you know that."

"You didn't let me finish. I got you something else." She pulls out a small bottle of whiskey.

"Yum," Selena hums excitedly.

I make a face. "Ew."

"Haha! It's the Texan in me, loser. Get some taste buds, Jane."

"Says the girl who gets frickin' drunk on liquid smoke."

Kelsey laughs. "Ah, I missed this. I also got..."

We all exchange glances. We wave our hands in the air and shout, "MAAAGAZINES! EEK!"

It's been our tradition since we were 12, when Kelsey first brought over magazines and screamed those same words. Since then, almost every girl's night, Kelsey has to run by Kroger and get gossipy magazines that we laugh at.

Kelsey hands Selena Vogue and Us, while I'm given Country Music Magazine and People. Kelsey flips on the radio, and 'Try' by P!nk comes on. "I got People just for you. There's an article on Taylor Swift's performances at the recent music awards and how the compare to past performances, and there's something in there about Kim Kardashian, who I know you absolutely adore..."she says sarcastically.

I nod absently at her words as I flip through the pages. A bunch of pictures of celebrities and their babies, some actress's wedding in Japan, and article on some kidnapping... wait, what? I flip back a few pages to discover a page titled: ADAM LEVINE AND MODEL GIRLFRIEND CONFIRM SPLIT!

Kelsey looks over my shoulder. "Oooh, Mr.Hotshot's single again, huh?"

Selena looks up from Vogue. "Say what?"

Kelsey rolls her eyes. "Pay attention, Lena! Jane's celebrity crush is single!!!"

"Who, Adam Levine? God, he's hot," she gushes, fanning herself.

I blush. "I don't like him, and I don't have a celebrity crush! That's pathetic."

"Oh, puh-leeese. I've seen the way you drool over him. You looove him."

I cross my arms over my chest. "You're lying. I do not!"

Selena and Kelsey snicker. I roll my eyes and throw the magazine at Selena, and Kelsey starts singing 'Love Somebody,' which had just conveniently come on the radio. Selena joins in:

"'I really wanna love somebody!

I really wanna dance the night away!

I know we're only halfway there but

You can take me all the way!

Take me all the way!'"

"Shut up!" I yell. "I just like their music!"

"'I really wanna TOUCH somebody!" They laugh and point, and I give them a look. "I think about you every single day!

I know we're only halfway there but

You can take me all the way!

Take me all the way!'"

"Enough!" I grumble. They laugh hard and Selena snorts, which means it's really funny to her. "Why is this so funny anyway? You guys haven't even had anything, and you're already acting like you're drunk!"

"Aw, c'mon, Jane! We're just having a little fun! Besides, the only reason you listen to them is because of Adam."

I gasp. "That is bull. I listen to Maroon 5 because their music really speaks to me, not because of their looks. Even if they were butt ugly, I would still listen to them!"

"Please. No mas. We know, how many times have you told us this now?" Selena turns towards Kelsey for support.

Kelsey nods. "222,222 times."

I smile. "I have taught you well, young padawan."

"Quick name all the boys in less the 5 seconds! Go!"

"ADAM, JAMES, PJ, MATT, JESSE, MICKEY, RYAN, SAM!" I shout.

"Four seconds," Selena says with a shake of her head. "Not your best time."

I frown. "Whatever. It's movie time anyway."

"Ugh, not another sappy movie. Let's go to the club," Kelsey suggests.

"Ooh, yeeeah. 'Cuz 'I really wanna love somebody!'"

"'I really wanna dance the night away!'" Kelsey adds, standing up and jumping on the bed, sending magazines flying.

"C'mon, Jane! You in?" Selena asks, a wide grin on her face.

I smile. "'Take me all the way!'"

"Ah, that's the spirit!" Selena exclaims, scooping up her car keys off my bedside table. "Let's go!"