Chasing A Rockstar

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

            I walked in through the door with Mitch in tow and braced myself.

            “SURPRISE!” everyone yelled! I smiled. Casey and Ann came in to hug me. I hugged them back and laughed. I snuck a glance at Mitch and wasn’t surprised to see him surrounded by girls. I couldn’t help the pang of jealousy I felt. But, I was dragged away by people wanting to chat.

            “So, were you totally surprised?!” Casey squealed. I laughed at how oblivious she was. Ann, however, was a little smarter.

            “Yes, Casey, I was so surprised,” I grinned. They then took my hands and dragged me to the dance floor, which was Casey’s living room with all the furniture moved out. We danced for a couple of songs. I started to laugh when I heard one of Mitch’s songs playing. Only Casey and Ann. I turned around to tell Mitch, but I was shocked to find him standing on a table with a microphone. He was singing a love song. My heart started thumping, and I blushed red. It was embarrassingly cute! We all danced along to his song. Too soon, it was over.

            I came face to face with none other than Hunter. He turned red and looked down. A slow song came on. Oh crap, I thought.

            “Hey Scar, want to dance?” Hunter said shyly. I smiled. He was cute, with shaggy blonde hair and bright green eyes, but I just never looked at him in that way.

            “Sure,” I smiled. I wasn’t going to refuse; after all, he is still my friend. We made our way to the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around me, but I didn’t get any tingles like I would if I touched Mitch. It just felt right, but not like THAT, more brotherly. I looked to my right, and to my dismay, I saw Kara Houston. At my party. Who invited her?! I grimaced. Kara and I have not gotten along. We were best friends, until she became a cheerleader. Then, she decided to ditch me and started to make fun of me. Talk about betrayal.

            HOLY CRAP, I thought. She was dancing with Mitch.

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            The rest of the night was all spying on Mitch and Kara. They got a little too cozy with each other, if you know what I mean. She would blush at him, and he would give his trademark smirk. Then she would turn around and flirt with the next guy and Mitch would frown. He’d flirt with a girl, and then she’d stop and go back to talking to him. They’d both raise an eyebrow, challenging each other. Then, they’d fall into a fit of laughter and the whole thing would start all over again. Everyone was coming up to me, telling me that they were adorable together, and that they probably wouldn’t have met if it wasn’t for my party. Well Whoop-de-do, I thought. I am so proud, hear the sarcasm?

            Once everyone cleared out, I hugged Ann and Casey and said goodnight. Mitch and I headed back into the car, and you could almost hear the tension. He seemed awkward about Kara. I think maybe he noticed my death glares…

            “Scar? Why would you keep giving me the death glare? Did I do something?” he said adorably. He had that puppy dog innocent look and my wall was shattering, fast. Think, Scar, think.

            “Ermm…” was as about as intelligent as a word that could come out of my mouth. Smooth, I thought. He hid his face in his hands and groaned.

            “Look, I wanted your opinion on Kara.” The way he said her name made we want to bristle. It was the way you’d say an adorable three year olds name, not the devils! And she—wait, back it up. He wants MY opinion?!

            “My opinion? Are you sure?”

            “Yes. I really like her, and I think she likes me. But, I want your opinion since I’m staying with you, and I don’t want you to hate her or something when I bring her over after our dates.” I was shocked. That was thoughtful and awful at the same time. Could I stand seeing Kara take away another precious thing of mine? Mitch was mine, all my friends knew that. Since the first time I saw his videos, I was in love. But, was it fair to him? No, no it wasn’t. He gets to date anyone he wants. But you could totally trash her now, if you wanted to. I was having a total internal conflict.           

            “She’s a sweet girl, once you get to know her. We were really good friends at some point, but we, uh, lost touch,” I managed to get out. His whole face lit up, which made my heart sink, y’know, like when you get back a failing grade on a huge test (if you’re one of those people that cares, anyway…)?

            “That’s amazing. Thanks, Scar. And who knows, maybe now you two can be best friends again!” he seemed so happy; it actually kind of lifted my mood a little. If you love something, set it free, right? We drove back home, and he called Kara and asked her out. She squealed. You could hear it all the way to my room. I replayed my sad songs off my iPod and silently cried my heart out until I fell asleep to the soft pitter patter of rain on my window.

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