Who Needs Romeo?

Chapter Five

Romeo's P.O.V

I just wanna run.

Hide it away.

Run because they're chasing me down."

I didn't really expect a girl like Juliet to listen To music like this. She seemed so girly, innocent, and happy. This whole car ride I've been contemplating her music choices. It ranged from bands like Rise Against, and Green Day to All Time Low. I swear the more I was around this girl the more confusing she seemed. At first glance she seems like a sweet teenager who would help the elderly cross the street. Then you talk to her and. Bam! She's sarcastic, rude, annoying and sassy. Maybe she was like bipolar or something. It would explain a lot.

Even though I don't want to admit it I kinda admire Juliet. She is like one of those possessed children from movies. All sweet and innocent then all crazy serial killer.

I probably sound like a deranged stalker or something with how I keep talking about Juliet. She was just so strange. Like an enigma. I really wonder what her thoughts are.... Not trying to sound like a pedophile or anything.

She looks like the epitome of sweet and innocent right now. Yeah, the award for Sweetest and most innocent person to ever live goes to.... Juliet Valentine! Why is everyone so shocked? She totally deserves this! Okay I seriously need to stop thinking about Juliet and to stop talking to myself. It's really not healthy anymore. Mr. Sparrows (the hospital mixed up the last names. It was rather confusing when he said his last name wasn't O'Neill) informed me a half hour ago that at 5 o'clock (2 hours away) we would stop to eat and book a hotel. So for the next two hours I need to distract myself from the blonde next to me. Which might be kind of difficult considering how cute she looked. Oh my god. I'm just gonna shut up now. What is my problem?

Juliet's P.O.V

"Juliet!" My auntie all but yelled at me.

"Yes Auntie?"

" What would you like for a side?" She was a lot calmer now but still seemed annoyed.

"How about chips and tomato sauce?" I sounded weak. Like I was asking if she minded if I ate chips. The waitress seemed really confused causing my auntie to get upset again.

"She wants French fries and ketchup. It's really not that hard to understand. Now go on. Get our food!"

I'm just taking a guess but I say that the waitress did something to make my auntie mad. I know, what made me come to that conclusion? Maybe I'm just some crazy psychic genius?

"Juwiet can you sing to me? Pwease?" Viv begged and did this adorable little pouty face. We were in the middle of a restaurant filled with people. The only person who has ever heard me sing is Romeo and whoever else was in that waiting room earlier today. I've always sang when I was alone but my voice was terrible. Usually what started off as singing turned into sobs as I threw myself a pity party. The lyrics always seemed to stir all the emotions I tried to hide. And I didn't need to have a break down in the middle of a restaurant. But Viv is being so sweet and cute. Oh my god what am I supposed to do? Maybe I could sing quietly..... and I'd best sing a happy song.

"Okay, but only if you promise to sing with me. What song do you have in mind?" I asked with a teasing face but a very serious face.

She giggled at me and whispered the song in my ear. Love Story by Taylor Swift. Cliché but she is just a little girl. I actually knew all the words so I was good to go. Apparenty so was she as she clicked on the karaoke version of the song on her iPod (what kid under the age of 5 really needs a iPod?). As the familiar music began Auntie, and my uncle looked at us puzzled. I tried to ignore them and just pay attention to the little angel who was now sitting on my lap.

We were both young when I first saw you.

I close my eyes and the flashback starts:

I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.

See you make your way through the crowd

And say, "Hello,"

Little did I know...

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles,

And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"

And I was crying on the staircase

Begging you, "Please don't go"

And I said...

Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.

I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run.

You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess,

It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes."

That was as far as I could go before my throat was to dry and my eyes to wet to go any farther.

A tear rolled down my face but I hoped no one noticed under the dim atmosphere. How embarrassing is it that I can't even sing a happy song without breaking down?

I was just thinking though, I'm never going to have a Romeo. The only Romeo I'm going to ever know is this pompous jerk I'll be living with until Auntie gets tired if us. Then instead of saying yes to a marriage proposal I'll be saying yes to a different foster family until I'm deemed fit to live on my own. All because my mum died instead of me. It should have been me.

Before any more true realities can strike me I feel a little hand on my face. Using her chubby little toddler fingers she cleared away all traces of my previous sadness.

"Don't cwy Juwiet. You have a pretty voice. You don't need to be embarrassed."

For the first time I noticed all the people staring at us. Instinctively I hid my face in Viv's crazy auburn locks causing her to giggle. What she found so amusing out of this mortifying situation was beyond me.

"You girls are so strange." Uncle Steve tutted.

"Yeah this isn't High School Musical. We don't randomly start singing and or dancing. This is the real world." Romeo agreed glaring at me.

Oh tonight is going to be just stellar. Note the sarcasm.

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Author's Note

Most people probably won't see this on February 14th but I'd like to wish everyone a Happy Hallmark Day!!!