22. friend?

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MJ's POV

we've been in the car for over two hours, bea got bored and slept, her head resting on my shoulders. .

i smelled her hair, i know its weird, i just like her scent, its like vanilla and roses. .

she moved a little then spoke

bea: hey, morning

daniel: glad youre awake, he's been sniffing you for the past minute!

MJ: hey! i was not!

i lied

kath: how did she smell?

MJ: vanilla and roses i guess?

daniel: see!

shit!

we all laughed

kath: hey, how much longer?

daniel: just half an hour or maybe less, we're almost there guys.

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we arrived at the beach house in twenty minutes,

MJ: who owns that car parked on the side of the house?

bea just shrugged

daniel: dont know, lets go?

we walked to the house then we saw the lights were on.

bea: is there anyone who lives here?

daniel said no then knitted his eyebrows

when we walked in the friggin beach house was friggin beautiful! it had a vintage theme,

then we heard someone cleared his throat, we turned around and i saw a guy our age.

daniel: dude! havent seen you for over a year!

guy: me too! how are you guys?

bea: andrew?

guy: who else?

bea smiles then hugs him, i have to admit i was a little jealous though. .

bea lets go of andrew and walked over to me, and held my left hand, i smiled at the guy.

andrew: so, who is this other guy?

MJ: mj, zachary mj, but you can call me mj or zac

andrew just smiled and said he would just call me mj, then he noticed kath

andrew: so, who is this lovely lady?

daniel: why, this is kath, and she's mine.

daniel said with possessiveness clear in his voice.

andrew: dude, chill *put hands up*

daniel: you came here alone?

andrew: actually, n-

he was cut of by some guy also our age with jet black hair and baby blue eyes.

he saw bea and ran up to her, pulled her out of my hold  and hugged, her with all his strength

bea: woah, charlie, i cant breath.

the guy, charlie lets go then smiled

charlie: i missed you,

bea just smiled, i can sense the awkwardness in the air.

bea: charlie, this is mj, my friend

i flinched a little when she said the word friend. .

then i remembered that i would still court her,

bea then, motions to daniel. so charlie looked at him.

charlie: oh, you guys were there? i didnt notice you.

andrew: sure you didnt, you came here then seeing no one but bea.

i fowned at his comment.

daniel: so, ahm charlie, this is kath, kath that is charlie.

kath,: hi

charlie just smiled then winked at kath.

daniel just smirked

daniel: dude, none of your moves will work, she's already mine.

kath: you havent even courted me yet.

she said with sadness and disappointment in her voice.

she didnt let daniel say something before going out the door.

daniel frowned

daniel: guess i should follow my depressed girl.

charlie: sure.

daniel walked out

andrew looked at me then at my hand thats holding bea's

andrew: so, charlie, looks like you have to move on from your little crush on bea

charlie looked confused then looked at our interwined hands, and frowned.

charlie: you guys together?

andrew: no, bea here, said earlier that mj is just her friend, but it looks like theres more. hhmm

he lifted his right eyebrow.

bea: HM, I'm gonna use the washroom, you guys can leave but mj, u stay here, ok?

i smiled thn nodded. she walked to the restroom, when she was out of sight,

charlie: listen here, nerd. bea is mine, got that? she doesnt like geeks with big glasses wearing checkered shirts, k? so stay away.

i just stared at him with a blank expression, then he walked away.

should i follow? but i love bea. .

i dont have big , thick glasses plus i never wore checkerd shirts! i just wear plain shirts! for crying out loud!

oh, i will have bea. i'm just waiting for the right time.

wait, does she not want someone like me?

am i really just a friend to her? nothing more?

argh! so many questions in my head. . .

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 21, 2014 ⏰

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