Chapter 12- The Aftermath
~* Taylor’s Point Of View*~I stopped kissing Katie for a moment to glance down at my watch. 1:00am stared back at me in florescent blue. Great. Isaac was going to kill me. I had promised to be home no later than 12:30am and I was already 1/2 an hour late.
"Katie."
"Yeah, Taylor?"
"We gotta go."
" Huh why?"
" Because I was supposed to be home 1/2 an hour ago. It’s 1:00"
" Humph. Fine." she pouted and I was positive she’d pout the rest of the way home just to make me feel bad about making her leave the party. I took Katie’s hand and went in search of Amanda.
" Zac? Krista? What are you guys still doing here? Is Isaac still here? Have you seen Amanda?"
" We’re still here ‘cause you’re our ride home now. Isaac left around 11:00 with Amanda."
" Why’d he leave with Amanda? And why didn’t he take you guys?" I was curious as to why my older brother was spending time alone with MY best friend. Especially when he knew I had a crush on her.
" Well, it seems that her dancing partner left her to go make out with his girlfriend and since the rest of us were already occupied, she was left to sit on the couch the whole night. They left when some drunk guy spilt beer on her."
" She didn’t get to dance? That was the whole reason she came to the party."
" Yeah, I know. Look, I’m tired. So can we just go home now?"
" Yeah sure." We all piled into my car and I drove us home, dropping Katie off on the way. We finally made it home around 1:20am. Zac and Krista went up stairs to their rooms and I went into the Kitchen to make a sandwich before I went downstairs.
" Isaac? What are you still doing up?" I asked getting out the turkey.
" I could ask you the same thing. You were supposed to be home an hour ago."
" Isaac don’t start with me. I’m 16 years old and incase you haven’t noticed, you’re not my father."
" I know I’m not your father but right now I’m really pissed off at you so coming in an hour after you told me you would doesn’t help."
" What’d I do to you?"
~*Manda’s Point Of View*~" What’d I do to you?" I heard Taylor ask. I had come up stairs to make a sandwich. I heard voices in the kitchen and being the nosy person that I am, I stopped just outside the kitchen to listen.
" You didn’t do anything to me. You hurt my friend though and until you make up for it, I’m pissed off at you." With that Isaac left the kitchen Taylor hot on his heels. Fortunately neither of them noticed me.
" I haven’t talked to any of your friends all week. Hell, I haven’t even seen any of your friends this week." Taylor argued.
" No you haven’t."
" Then how could I possibly hurt them?"
" That’s how."
" What? By not talking to them. I didn’t think that they even liked me."
"Well most of them don’t but one was stupid enough to fall for a jerk like you and now you’ve gone and hurt them." Oh, way to boost my ego Ike.
" What? Uhmm, ok. I’m sorry if one of your friends has a crush on me but I don’t swing that way." Oh my god, he really is blonde.
" Not one of my guy friends you moron. One of my girl friends."
" You don’t have girl friends Isaac."
" Oh no? So Amanda, Krista, Kendra, Abby, and Rachelle are transvestites then?"
" No but…ok so which one has a crush on me?"
"If you have to ask, then you don’t deserve to know. Besides, she deserves someone who’ll keep his promise to dance with her." With that Isaac went up stairs leaving a very confused Taylor in the living room. I quickly ran downstairs and hoped on the couch, when I noticed that Taylor was going to come downstairs. I tuned on the TV just as he came in the room.
" Hi" He said sitting down next to me. I moved over to the other side of the couch.
"Uhmm ok..." I just glared at him.
"What?!?" He asked totally baffled.
"Ugh!!!!" I got up off the couch and went in to my room slamming the door behind me.
~*Taylor’s Point Of View*~What the hell was her problem?
" Manda? Manda! What’s wrong? What’d I do?" I asked pounding on her door. She opened it and stood there for a few seconds before she said anything.
"You are such a freakin’ blonde!" she said glaring at me. I was still completely confused.
" Ugh!!! If you don’t know... Then you don’t deserve to know." She slammed the door again.
This time I just went to my room. I sat down on my bed and thought about everything that had happened that night. Finally after thinking for about an hour, it dawned on me that I was the jerk who hadn’t danced with her that night.
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