263Wow! What a wait I made y'all take. Sorry! Instant Star started back up, the final season, and I'm really sad, so I'm trying to get the most Instant Star in I can, and a new episode comes on basically every night! Yay! And then I went on vacation to the beach, where I tried writing some, and then finished it all tonight! I really like this chapter, and I hope everyone else does too! Well, I think there's one more chapter after this. It's really coming to an end. I've finally finished a story! Or almost! lol Enjoy! R&R
XOXO,
Undesired.
It was worse than I could have ever imagined. Jason and Karly were an official couple. What the hell? You would think he'd be a little weirded out by the whole deal, since Karly's best friend happened to be the girl who was in love with him forever, and that he sorta liked, still not sure about that, but still!
A couple?!
"Yeah, he called me last night and we talked about it, and then it just happened." I stared at her in disbelief.
"But y'all have only been on one date! And that was like two weeks ago." Karly looked at me weirdly.
"What do you care? Shouldn't you be happy for me? Like I was when you were going out with Trey, the bastard." At the sound of his name my breath caught in my throat, and I breathed in deeply, and let it out in a long sigh. The tears gathered int he corner of eyes, but I refused to let another tear fall for him. I shook my head, and his name went flying to the back of my mind.
"I know, but don't you think he's to old?" I pleaded. Why wasn't she getting the message that I didn't want her going out with him?
"Actually, dating an older guy could be good for me. I'm so tired of high school boys, you know?" I shook my head. I had no clue, since I've only dated one. "Well, you don't, but I do. And Jason is cute, and smart, and funny, and just what I need right now. Be happy, please?" How could I be happy? It would just be weird when I saw them together, all lovey-dovey, and remember all those times I wanted to be that girl. And then she'd be kissing the same lips that I kissed.
Oh God.
"Karly, please. There are other older, cute, funny, smart guys out there!" Karly was getting mad.
"Star, what is so wrong with Jason?" She finally asked. Do I tell her? She's my best friend. She deserves to know the truth. I sighed, and then took a deep breath.
"Because I...me and Jason use to..." How do I explain this? We were never together, but we obviously had something going on for like one night.
Wait, what am I freaking out about? We had a thing going on for one night! I just happened to be in love with him for ages before that. "I use to be in love with Jason." Karly looked at me in disbelief.
"What? When?" She asked.
"Well, it started during last summer, at the drama camp thingy, and then we just sorta kept talking. I think I have to mention that we kissed."
"You kissed Jason? Why didn't you tell me this before I started going out with him? I'm so sorry, Star!" Wait, what? That's not the reaction I was hoping for. Well, I wasn't hoping for a bad reaction, but I defiantly didn't think I was going to get a sympathy reaction.
"You're not mad?" I asked, confused.
"Of course not. You had him first. I feel like I'm stealing him away."
"No, no, no. That's not it. We were done by the time he met you." She furrowed her eyebrows.
"Then what's the deal?" Could she not see?
"Isn't it weird? Having a boyfriend who's also kissed your best friend?" I whispered fiercely. Karly started laughing then.
"Star, I've kissed a lot of guys, and they've ended up going out with a lot of my friends. It's nothing new to me."
"You just made yourself sound like a slut." She laughed some more.
"In many peoples eyes, that's what I am. But now I have an official boyfriend. I mean, if you don't mind." I thought about it. I mean, it was one kiss. And I didn't have feelings like that towards Jason anymore. I should just let her have him. Like he was mine in the first place.
I rolled my eyes at my own stupidity.
"I don't mind." I finally said. Karly smiled and got up to hug me. At least one of us was happy.
"Mom, schools out soon, and I was wondering if we could maybe go somewhere this summer. A trip?" I asked my mom at dinner that night. She stabbed her wheat noodles with her fork, and stuffed them into her mouth.
"A trip? Where?" She asked, while chewing.
"Mom, please. Don't talk with food in your mouth." She smiled and took a sip of her water.
"Sorry. A trip to where?" She asked again.
"I don't know. Somewhere exotic, and romantic, and far, far away from here." I exaggerated the last part, making her take notice.
"How far away were you thinking?" She asked, suspicious.
"Like, London, England far away." My mom started choking on her food, and had to take several sips of water to calm herself down.
"Starlett-Rene, do you think I'm just some money bank, and we can fly to London, England whenever you please?" she asked, shocked.
"No, but I do think we've saved up enough money to go there for awhile. Please mom? I really need this trip. It's the summer before my junior year in high school, the hardest year by far, and I need a break. And a break among other things also, but mainly school." My mother put her fork down and stared at me.
"This isn't about getting away from school, is it?" I stared at her in confusion.
"What else would it be about?" I asked.
"Does this have to do with a certain boy who broke your heart?" I glared at her.
"Why would I care about that? I'm over it. It's been like two weeks since I've even seen or heard from him." My mom was giving me that motherly look.
"You're okay with that? From a mother's point of view, this doesn't sound like the best way to forget about him." I rolled my eyes.
"Mom, we broke up. I haven't talked to him in two weeks. I think that's the best way to forget about him." She shook her head.
"I think you need to talk to him."
"Mom! I can't talk to him! You don't understand. It's not that easy. He has another life to worry about right now."
"What do you mean another life?" Oops. My mom would not understand at all if I told her about Trey and Britney. And to be honest, I didn't feel like discussing any of this.
"Mom, it's nothing, please, can we just stop talking about this?" I pleaded.
"Darling, if there is something I should know about-"
"Mom!" I screamed. "Do you not understand that the guy I fell in love with, the only one that understood me to the fullest extent, and was the most caring, if not loving person I have ever met, broke up with me for another girl?" My mom looked at me in shock.
"I'm so sorry, baby." She said in a soothing voice. One that a mother used when trying to make their young feel better, but in this case, it just made me feel pathetic. And then I could feel myself choking up, my eyes burning, my throat swelling. I promised myself I would not cry, but it's so hard. I needed to get out of here.
"I'm going. I'll be back later." I said, shoving my chair back, and walking out.
"Starlett-Rene!" My mom called after me, but I didn't care. I needed to spend time alone for once.
"Am I getting fat?" I asked Kristen, who was in the next room, trying on clothes. I stared at my body in the mirror, mainly my stomach. My lower stomach was bigger than it had been a few weeks ago. I guess all the white bread and pasta I had been eating was finally catching up with me.
That had to be it.
"Well, no, but your stomach is getting bigger." Kristen replied. I pulled the baby doll dress over my head, and shook the thought away. Of course I wasn't getting fat. It was me. Britney could not get fat.
"I need to stop eating so many carbs, Kristen. They're getting pay back," I said. She laughed, and I heard her door opened, so I opened mine also.
Kristen stepped out in a strapless white mini dress. She looked fabulous. The white really brought out her tan she got in Cancun. Unlike me, who's tan was slipping away layer by layer. I was spending more time inside, sleeping mainly. All my energy seemed to be gone. And I was feeling more horrible everyday. I must have caught some bug, which would explain the no energy.
"Your thighs look fat. Maybe you should try a longer dress," Kristen suggested. My mouth dropped in shock, and I looked down at my thighs. I turned to the mirror, and examined them. I turned this way and that, and she was so right! My thighs were getting fat. But she didn't have to say it in such a frank manner.
"Well, the dress sags in the front because your boobs don't fill it out," I snapped back. Kristen frowned, and turned towards her mirror. She shot me a glare before turning back to her dressing room, and slamming the door shut.
What an amateur.
I walked back into my room, and all of a sudden I had this major craving for fried pickles in ranch sauce.
Ohmygod. There were so many deathly calories in that, that I had no idea why that thought came into my mind in the first place. The only thing I ever thought about eating that had over 100 calories per dish, was ice cream. And that I didn't even eat when I was sad.
Something was seriously up.
First I lose all my energy, I get sad, I get fat, and then I crave fat foods? Ohmygod.
"Kristen, I think I'm pregnant," I said, breathless.
"I know. Trey's baby, all one big sham because you didn't want him to leave you." Kristen yelled over to me. I shook my head, and I opened my door, just as Kristen opened hers and popped her head out.
"No, Kristen, I really think I'm pregnant."
I looked around at all the people walking past me, and when a couple passed by, I no longer felt sad, or lonely. I clung to Jason's arm, and smiled up at him.
I remembered the conversation I had earlier with Star, and felt a small tinge of guilt. Jason was technically Star's first, and she was really sad over the whole breaking up with Trey, or beyond sad now. I could tell she was trying not to cry whenever I mentioned his name, the name that shall not ever be spoken again, but I was trying to break her. She was being extremely to tough about this whole matter.
"Karly, you okay?" Jason asked.
"Yeah," I shrugged my shoulders, "I was just thinking about Star and this whole deal with Trey. I mean, it's so obvious Trey is in love with Star. When you see them together, it's just like, not rocket science, which is why I don't understand why Trey did such a horrible thing. It doesn't make sense." Up ahead I saw Forever 21, and had to go inside.
"Jason, come on," I said, and dragged him inside.
"How about this one?" I said, twirling around. I had on a lavender, spaghetti strap summer dress, which was so adorable I just had to try on, and show Jason how great it looked on me. He smiled, and I could see that look in his eyes. I had seen it in thousands of guys faces before, and I felt a little disappointed.
I mean, it wasn't a bad look. I was happy guys found me attractive to that measure, but I wanted something more than just a one night stand. I wanted a boyfriend. A caring, loving, someone who wanted to talk boyfriend.
But it was just the start of our relationship. I shouldn't be so judgemental right now. I smiled back at him, and gave him that come hither look. He raised his eyebrows, and looked around before casually getting up and walking towards me.
He backed me inside the dressing room and shut the door behind him.
"Why Karly, I had no idea," Jason said, while bending over and kissing my neck. Wow, his kisses did feel good. He traveled his way up my neck, over my jaw, until his lips reached mine, and my knees buckled. My arms slid around his neck, and held on tight, while his hands traveled behind my back, and down my body till his hands were over my ass, and he picked me up.
I squealed, and we both started laughing, while trying to shush each other.
"Jason!" I whispered, while trying to hold in my laughs. We heard a knock on the door, and we both tensed.
"Yes?" I called. My voice was high, so I coughed some.
"Everything okay, miss?" A girl yelled back.
"Fine! The zipper caught on my skin. I'm fine!" I replied. After a few moments, and no reply, Jason and I burst into laughter.
"You are so bad," he said. I smiled down at him. "But I like it. I like you." My hopes raised. He really liked me?
"Like, like like?" He laughed.
"You are my girlfriend right?" He said. I blushed, and suddenly found my comment stupid. Of course he liked me. We were going out. The question was if he liked me for more than just moments in a dressing room.
"But I mean, you feel more for me than just, you know," I looked down at us and around at the room, indicating what we were doing. He aahed, and smiled.
"I like you a lot more than just this. In fact, at dinner tonight, I'll even like to talk to you." I giggled like a school girl. He wanted to go to dinner with me! And he liked me for more than just sex! This moment could not get any better.
"Am I getting fat?" I heard a girl call. That high, scratchy, annoying voice could only belong to the one and only bitch of school, Britney. I laughed at her comment.
"Well, no, but your stomach is getting bigger," a girl replied, and that annoying voice could only belong to her rat follower Kristen. And that made me laugh even more. Were they idiots? Of course she was getting fat. She was pregnant.
"I need to stop eating so many carbs, Kristen. They're getting pay back," Britney said.
"Your thighs look fat. Maybe you should get a longer dress," Kristen replied. I snorted. What a bitch.
"Well, that dress sags in the front because your boobs don't fill it out," Britney snapped. What a bigger bitch. It was pure entertainment listening to them bicker.
"Kristen, I think I'm pregnant," Britney said after a few moments. Ohmygoodnessgracious. I rolled my eyes, and threw my head back.
"What's wrong?" Jason asked.
"The two idiots talking next door are Britney, and Kristen. Britney is the chick Trey knocked up, and left Star for," I said. Something dark went across Jason's face.
"I know. Trey's baby, all one big sham because you didn't want him to leave you." Wait, what?! I pushed Jason away, and opened the dressing room door some, and peaked out. What was she talking about? What sham about Trey's baby? I saw their doors open and they walked out.
"No, Kristen, I really think I'm pregnant." What do you mean you really think you're pregnant? Of course you're pregnant. That's the reason Trey left Star!
"Britney, there's no need in trying to make me believe the lie. Besides, there's no way you're really pregnant."
"Uh, yeah there is. Remember John right before Trey? And then Gerald like, two days after Trey? And-"
"I get the picture. You're a slut. And now, you're pregnant? But not with Trey's baby?" Kristen asked.
"Exactly. Kristen, this wasn't the plan! I'm not suppose to be pregnant for real. It's just suppose to be a lie! To get back at Trey, and Star, but it's really real! I'm fucking pregnant Kristen!" Britney started freaking out.
I couldn't believe this. Britney made the whole pregnancy up, but why? Because Trey left her? Was she really that crazy?
Ohmygod, does Trey know? But I was sure he was in love with Star, why would he go along with something so cruel?
My mind was going to explode from all these questions. Which meant I needed answers.
"Did you hear what I just heard?" I turned towards Jason. He nodded.
"What are we going to do?" he asked. I thought for a second.
"First, we need answers. We need to see Trey." I said.
I sat on the floor in my apartment, building a spaceship out of Lego's with Henry. Well, it wasn't really turning into a spaceship. It looked more like a building with an arm, and six legs. But whatever made Henry happy. I was trying to let his creative side come out, while still keeping it manly.
I fell back on the floor, closing my eyes and let out a huge breath. But no matter how hard I tried to keep my mind off the big picture, it always found a way to creep itself back into view.
Star hated me. The end. No matter how hard I tried, or thought of trying to apologize, I knew Star would never see or hear from me again. I screwed up majorly this time.
The last thing she said to me kept replying over and over again in my mind.
'I hope you remember me, and how you had a chance to change.'
God, I would never forget her. That was the problem. I didn't want to forget her, but like hell I ever had a chance with Star again. Besides, I had my new life with Britney now. I had to be a good father. I had to be there for the kid. I wasn't going to be like my father, or mother, and leave when the going got tough. No matter how much my heart broke in the process.
"Trwey, ares you kay?" I heard Henry ask. I sat up, and stared down at him.
"Whatever happens in life, always stay away from girls, got it?" I said. He looked up at me, confusion spreading throughout his face. I smiled. At least I had one person who loved me.
Just then I heard the doorbell. My hopes raised a little. Star? Did she really come back? Was she really going to forgive me? I shot up, and raced to the door, and pulled it open. Only to discover Karly, and Jason?
What?
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, walking outside, and easing the door shut behind me. But before I could, Karly shoved it open, and walked inside. She stopped when she saw Henry sitting there, staring up at her.
"You already have a kid?" She cried, turning back to me. I motioned for Jason to come inside, and he glared at me as he walked past.
"No, that's my brother," I replied, closing the door. "How did you find out where I lived?"
"It's not hard. I can find almost anything." She said, but shook her head. "That's not the point here. We have a lot to discuss mister." She walked over and sat down on my couch. "So, make yourself comfy."
"She said what?" I yelled, jumping off the couch. By the look on Karly's face, when she asked if I knew about this, I guess that answered her question. Britney was lying about being pregnant?
"Yeah. Which is why we're here. Do you know about that?" Karly asked again.
"Obviously no, if I'm freaking out. What exactly did she say?" I asked, running a hand through my hair.
"Something along the lines of the whole pregnant thing being a lie to get back at you and Star." Calm down Trey. There had to be a better reason than that, because if there wasn't, Britney was going to pay hardcore.
"Well, what are you going to do?" She said.
"I don't know! What can I do? The whole school's on her side, so they wouldn't believe me if I told them she wasn't, and Star...Star! Does she know about this?" I asked, suddenly realizing what this meant.
"We don't know. After I heard I came straight here to get some answers." I smiled. I knew I shouldn't be, but this was great! Britney wasn't pregnant, which meant I could go back to Star! I could be with her again!
"Then come on, we have to tell her. This is great," I said, rushing to get Henry. I had no time to get a babysitter. I had to find her now.
"Do you think she'll accept your apology? I mean, even though it turned out Britney was lying, you still kept it from her. You were still going to leave with Britney in the end." I stopped. As her words sunk in, I knew she was right.
If it wasn't one thing, it was another. Of course Star wouldn't forgive me. Even though Britney was lying, I was going to do the same thing her father did to her mother. She could never forgive a man like that.
"You all should go. Tell Star what's happened, and tell her I'm sorry, from the bottom of my heart." I said, sitting back down on the couch.
"So, you're just going to give up? You're not even going to try and make her forgive you? What kind of attitude is that? No, no, no! I know you and Star are meant for each other. It's so obvious, and starting right now, I'm fixing everything." Karly said.