time after
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#52
i sat there, and saw that megan was still
talking to jake. my arm started to throb a little bit, and
i really wanted to go home. then i saw a blonde lax flow
running towards me.
"ray!" he yelled, stickin hand.
"cordin !" i laughed, as he got to me. "how was
practice?" he was in full laxing clothes, complete with a
huge lax pinney.
"not too bad." he said. "how are you
feeling."
"eh, okay." i offered. "it's throbbing a
little." he took a seat next to me and analyzed the
cast.
"is it too tight?"
"not really, i'm not sure why it's throbbing, it
just is." i said. he looked at me.
"you're lips are still kindof swollen, want me to make
them feel better?"
"no thanks." i glared at him, and he
smiled. "it's probably your fault they're like
that." i muttered.
"what? my kiss didn't do that." he laughed.
"well then why did you do it?" i asked.
"are you saying you didn't enjoy it?" he asked.
"no i was asking why you did it." i argued.
"you're saying you didn't want to be kissed?"
he played.
"that's exactly what i'm saying."
"your face said something else. and your expression
after."
"i'm sorry for not controlling my facial
expressions. i mean i kindof was just in an
accident."
"you know you liked it though." he pestered.
"i never said that."
"it drove you insane." he smiled.
"no it didn't." i said, a perfect lie.
"well it drove me crazy." he admitted.
"oh hey look, lax bro's got a soft side." i
sarcastically said.
"yea, don't tell anyone." he joked.
"listen cordin, i'm not sure what i want right
now." i confessed.
"you don't?" he asked.
"i'm not sure if i can do the relationship
thing."
"i'm cool with friends." he said. he was
awfully hopeful.
"for now." i interjected.
"for now sounds great." he said. "but
honestly tell me, is there someone else?"
"i'm not sure."
"is it jake?" he pointed over, and laughed.
"of course not.
"is it that kid you cheated on steve with?"
"no."
"is it steve?" i paused.
"i'm not sure yet."
"but he's a possibility?"
"possibly." i smiled.
"i'll take that as a yes." he laughed, and i got
up. we started walking over towards megan and jake.
"hey you two." she smiled.
"yo." i said. after talking for a little, megan took me
home. i ate some leftover pizza from the fridge, and went
up to my room. it was pretty cool out for a spring night,
so i opened my window. i'd had a song stuck in my head all
day long, and i think i had it programmed on my keyboard to
play. i walked over, and i looked out my window, because a
light turning on caught my attention. it was cordin's
house, but it was most likely his parents' room. no one
ever usually is up on the third floor. i started playing
"you'll be the anchor that keeps my feet on the
ground," by mayday parade. i learned how to play it a while
ago, but the recording was still on my keyboard. thanks to
my lovely blue cast, it wouldn't be a live performance
tonight. i started to hum, and then began singing.
"and honestly i've been begging for answers, that you
and only you can give to me. my voice crying loud, i've
been crying for days now. and as i start to run i start to
breathe. And I was nearly scared to death, why you left in
paragraphs. the words were nearly over us. you stop and turn and
grab your bags, and I'll be here by the ocean, just waiting
for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams."
after singing this, i remember rob used to love this song.
my chest got tight, and i started tearing up. after another
word or two, i couldn't go on, and i broke down.
"don't stop." i heard someone call. i looked
out the window and straight across i saw cordin.
"you're really good. don't stop."
"do you really think i can sing anymore?" i smiled
through my tears, and wiped my eyes, but more kept streaming
down.
"i'd like you to try." he smiled.
"i can't. it's too hard."
"i know you can." he said, and looked at me.
"it's him isn't it?" i teared up more and
nodded my head.
"it's him. it's always gonna be him." i
said, and wiped my eyes. "wow i'm sorry for my
break down. wanna hear another one of his
favorites?"
"of course." i grabbed my ipod, and played "good
to you" by marianas trench. i didn't sing, but i
watched him take in the song.
"like it?" i asked. and he nodded his head. then
there was a loud crahs in his house, and his dog barked.
"crap, he probably got into the trash again. i'll
see you tomorrow rach!" he said, and shut his window.
i left mine open, and eventually fell
asleep.
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