The Unthinkable (Degrassi Fan Fiction)

Part 3

The Unthinkable, Part Three

Fiona's POV

Author's Note:

I was a bit skeptical at first when I decided to name the character Kalifa, but decided it fit the persona correctly. I haven't decided to put it in Kali's point of view yet. Portmore is in the parish of St. Catherine in Jamaica, approximately fives miles from Kingston, the country's capital. Hope you enjoy this. ~ Ciao

Declan and I returned back to our hotel. I didn't want Kali and her friends to wait on me, so I started rushing. Declan became suspicious of my urgency to go up to my room. Before I could get to my door, Declan grabbed my arm, stopping me.

“Fi? Where are you going?” He asked, easing up a bit on his grip. I didn't want to tell him about the party, because if I did, he would tell my mother, who definitely would not approve. I paused, before deciding to tell him, hoping he would keep his mouth shut.

“This girl invited me to a party in Portmore, where ever that is.” I looked for Declan's reaction. His face was unreadable. “She's really nice and I wanna make friends while I'm here, like you have.” He crossed his arms, like a woman would do, and looked down at me. “You have to promise not to tell, and cover for me.” I begged, hoping he would see it in his heart to do good for me. A smirk appeared on his face.

“Oh, I won't tell,” he said. Then I knew there was a catch. “but only if I come.”

“What? They didn't invite you, they invited --”

“If I don't come, I'm gonna tell Mother. Plus, it would look bad if it was only you who were gone. Come on, let me come!” he exclaimed, starting to get on his knees, and beg. “Please?”

“Fine. Meet me at the lobby in a half-hour. ”

Declan shot up, hugging me, I then shrugged him off, and he went to his room. As I got ready, all I found myself thinking about was Kali. How she was so friendly with me, her beautiful eyes, and how she liked me enough to invite me to a random party. I also felt nervous, wondering what she and her friends would think of me, preparing to be the most friendliest and outgoing Fiona Coyne I've ever been. I put on short shorts and a spaghetti strap with flip flops, hoping that was what most of them were going to wear.

As I was waited for Declan in the lobby, a van pulled up to the curb. It was a black range rover, with music blaring from out of the windows. Kali rolled down the windows, waving at me. I motioned her, asking her to give me one more minute. I looked around for Declan. Finally, he came down in the lobby, wearing cargo shorts and a tank top. He followed me into the van, while I was verifying it was Kali in the passenger seat.

“Heyy – Fiona” Kali said, looking behind her, making eye contact with me. I could tell in her eyes she was happy to see me.

“Oh, Kali, this is my twin brother, Declan.” I said introducing him. He was sitting next to me, using his million dollar smile. We were not the only one's in the van. She smiled at him.

“Dis is mi bredren, 'Naldo, and mi friend Sandra.” She introduced the others in the car. Ronaldo was driving the car, and Sandra was sitting next to Declan. I waved to them, hoping they would like us. The van suddenly got quiet.

“How far is it from – Portmore?” Declan asked, hoping he could get an answer.

“Eight kilo-meter. It'll teck bout twenty minutes.” said Ronaldo, looking at Declan through the rear-view mirror. Ronaldo had a deep voice. His hair was well groomed, with a Nike swoosh shaved into the side of his head. He wore sunglasses, at night, and had a shiny gold rolex watch that could be seen in the dim lighting. The car pulled away from the parking lot, heading to our destination.