Mistakes We've Made..

-one-

        I don't remember much of that night, just flashes of what went on. I remember being surrounded by a sea of bodies, and drinking a lot, I remember Ben flirting with me terribly... and I remember leading Ben into Jon's guest bedroom that night. I shouldn't have done it, why couldn't I control myself? I was perfectly happy with Jon, we'd been together since the middle of ninth grade and were pretty happy together. Apparently, drunk me, didn't care about any of that... I remember Jon's mother walking in and throwing an absolute fit (as you would expect), she told us that she wasn't going to tell Jon, it was our job to break the kids heart. I couldn't explain to you why I did it, or why I didn't exactly feel bad at first... Because honestly, I don't know. 

        *September* 

        I walked into the school feeling sick to my stomach, this was becoming a common thing for me. I always feared that when I saw Jon, he'd know and he'd be pissed. I should tell him, he might understand what happened... Or he could flip the hell out and probably leave me and hate my guts forever. I really don't want to lose Jon, he's been my best friend since seventh grade when I moved here from Chatham, and he's always been someone I could turn to... If I lost him, I'd have nothing. 

        I walked past Jon and Aaron who were standing at his locker, talking about God-Only-Knows-What. Jon looked happy, that was good. I took a deep breath and stood in front of my locker, how could I have been so stupid? Why didn't anyone stop me, surely someone there that night had to have seen us leaving or going into the guest room. I guess no one really cared... Jesus, I'm probably going to Hell for this. 

        "Hey Dev, are you coming over tonight?" Jon called, down the hall to me. 

        I looked up at him and just smiled. He wasn't beautiful or insanely attractive, but he made me happy and hey, not every girl ends up with the quarter back okay? "Uh, if you want to." 

        "Don't I always want you around?" He laughed. 

        "You too are gross." Aaron said sarcastically. 

        "Good morning." Ben greeted us, too cheery for the morning. 

        I immediately turned back to my locker and opened it. I didn't want to look at Ben, in all honesty, I'd been avoiding him since that weekend. It shouldn't have happened! He hasn't said anything, but I know eventually I'm going to have to speak to him and figure this whole mess out. For now though, that isn't going to happen because I'm not ready to accept that anything really happened between us. 

        "She's even wearing his shirt!" Aaron yelled, completely out of no where. 

        "What?" I turned, staring at the group of them. 

        "You, you're wearing Jon's shirt!" Aaron pointed out. "We're discussing how the two of you are very coupley." 

        "Do you want me to take the shirt off?" I asked, grabbing the bottom and lifting it slightly, exposing my midriff. 

        "NO!" Jon yelled. "No, they do not!" 

        I laughed at his reaction, and turned back to my locker to put my things away and get ready for my first period class. 

        "I wouldn't have stopped her." Aaron laughed, which was followed by an, "Ow! I was joking!" 

        ** 

        First period was uneventful. Mostly because it was math, and we didn't really do anything. Or, well, Ian, Jon and I didn't really do anything... Because we're bad kids. In all honesty, the work wasn't hard and we easily could've done it, but discussing their band was much more entertaining than doing our math work. 

        Sadly, I was alone in my second period, which meant actually doing the work assigned and paying attention. I didn't mind too much though, since it was Bio and I honestly really enjoyed that class. It's the teacher I have a problem with, Ms. Sonta is the most annoying creature to walk this earth. She speaks in a very quiet, monotone voice, and lectures the full hour... Seriously, the worst thing I've ever experienced. Whoever let this woman teach needs to lose their job. 

        Finally, lunch came around which meant more discussing the guys band, and terrible caf food. I really should start bringing my own lunch... Oh well. I basically skip to my locker to put my shit away, excited to be reunited with my friends, sadly, an hour away from them is like years for me. I rely on these four to keep me sane, I mean, I do have other friends, but I'm not as close to them as I am with these four. I couldn't have asked for better friends. 

        "Look at that gorgeous girl," Jon half yelled towards me. 

        "Look at this cutie!" I half yelled back, shutting my locker and walking towards him. 

        "Let's go find the guys." Jon said, lacing our fingers together. 

        "Alright." 

        A/N: Alright well, this is chapter one. Please, feel free to tell me what you think. I'm not too sure how I feel about posting my work on here but we'll see how it goes. xx Jess