Mickey's POV:
So we actually did it. Something that I thought we really would not be doing in the next day, but we did it. We left Dean's house. I know Charlie really wanted to, but even if she really did, she still wishes she would be there. With the Dean she got to know. I felt so bad for her. I know if we were somewhere else, well somewhere where Charlie was alone or it was just her and I, that she would more than likely be crying over it. And I did not blame her. My mother was a cold, conceited b*tch. Which we all already knew that, but still. I cannot believe she would act that way.
"I honestly feel like this is the hundreth time we have had to decide this or whatever, but where are we going to go right now? I do not know about staying in the car. And I really do not think it would be appropriate to go buy a hotel room just for the night. Damn Dean, messing up our plans. He just had to go be a d*ck and ruin me. Not really ruin me, but he just makes me so angry and hurt." Charlie said, and she had the saddest look on her face. As if she were a sad puppy who had been abused and had no where to go. Like on those animal commercials where they try to get you to adopt cats and dogs. It is really heartbreaking to watch. I always cry and have to change the channel.
"Charlie, I think we could go to Cooper's.. I mean I could just call and ask him real quick, I am sure he would not mind." I told her, and she had a look of 'yes that would be a good idea' and 'no that would not work out at all' written all over her face.
"I mean I really do not want to intrude on him or anything, but if he's up with it then what the heck. Beats sleeping in a car for the night." Charlie agreed, and I mentally did a little happy dance. I really wanted to see him. You know that feeling inside your stomach you get when you see someone you like so much or you are basically craving to see them. It's kind of a nice feeling to feel.
"Okay, I will call him right now." I muttered, getting out my cell phone and dialing Cooper's number. Okay, so maybe I knew his number by heart, but that is nothing major or anything.
After the third ring, he finally answered, making my heart race. "Uh hello Cooper." I said, trying to seem normal without any nervousness in my voice.
"Oh hey stranger, how are you doing?" He asked, making me smile. See how nice he could be? That's why I really like him. I dunno he's just easy going and he does not act like a typical guy would.
"I'm good, how about yourself?" I asked.
"Good, good. Well it's nice to finally hear from you. Wait-you guys are not leaving yet are you? Because we have not even had a formal goodbye and I really do not want to say goodbye over the phone." Cooper said, and I just shook my head, trying not to laugh.
"Nah, nothing like that yet. I was, well we were just wondering if we could borrow your house for the night?" I asked, holding my breath until he said something. I guess it was kind of a habit. Everytime I got nervous or anxious, I held my breath until I got an answer. Yeah, yeah I already knew I was a weird one.
"You and the twins? Well sure, i do not mind. Plus I could use some company. I am kind of by my lonesome self." Cooper said, making me smile.
"Ah, thank you, thank you so much! I promise we will do something before we leave. Which we plan on leaving like tomorrow or the next day. Not entirely sure yet. But you are the greatest and I am not just saying that, well okay maybe I am because I am so glad you are amazing, but I am going to shut up now. So we will be over in like twenty minutes or so." I told Cooper, and I really could not stop smiling. I probably looked like an idiot, but who cares? I scored a free room for the night! Aha.
"Okay see you soon." He murmured, and the line went dead.
"Well I take that as we are staying at Cooper's tonight?" Charlie asked, and I nodded my head.
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A Risky Kind of Business
Teen FictionAs an Ap-class, principal lapdog-ing, valedictorian, goodie goodie honors student, you couldn't fathom Mickey Anderson doing something that was even considered the slightest bit troublesome or improper. In other words, she was perfect. “Imperfect...