Chapter 15
*Johnny's Point of View*

I was of course aware that sooner or later she was going to find out. I mean, I knew it was a matter of time but I didn't think it'd be TODAY.

jennasredwagon: ARE YOU THE GUITARIST OF THE SWEEPS- my ultimately favorite band of all time?!

j_greene: What? What makes you say that??

jennasredwagon: Well, um... I don't know really. Umm, I saw the message on the updates part and I went to the website... I'm sorry, it's probably the stupidest thing you've ever heard. Forget I said anything okay?

jennasredwagon: So ANYWAY. How was your day?

j_greene: hahah!

j_greene: Jenna. You are weird. Have I said that already?

jennasredwagon: More than a couple of times yes...

j_greene: and I know that this isn't going to stop bothering you...

jennasredwagon: Yes, it won't, truthfully...

j_greene: So I'm going to answer your question.

j_greene: Yes, I'm part of The Sweeps. =)

jennasredwagon: OMFG! OMFG!! Are you serious? Because this is totally not funny.

j_greene: What, you don't believe me?

jennasredwagon: Well.. It just makes so much sense you know? okay fine. I believe you. But I'm still in shock! I can't believe it.

j_greene: hahaha. You crack me up sometimes. ; )

j_greene: Oh no, I lost track of time. I gotta go! I promised some friends I'd meet them at some place. It's going to be a drag.

jennasredwagon: So why are you going?

j_greene: well... I don't know actually. Anyway, I'll catch you later alright? See you!

j_greene: Keep my little secret safe alright? Bye Jenna. =)

-Exited Chatroom-

    I turned off my computer, grabbed the car keys and my coat on the way out the door. Although it was a school night (Plus my parents are both working late), I have wanted to see this new band finally playing somewhere close by. I got in my car and drove to Anna's house. I was meeting her and some of her friends there and we'd take my car from there. Truth be told I have been having mixed feelings when it comes to my relationship with her. We've been together for a while now and I'm beginning to think that maybe the already-dim spark just isn't there anymore.

    I know that I've been detached mostly since all I can think about is Jenna, I have a feeling Anna's beginning to notice since she's been acting quite differently too. Anyway, I'll talk to her later at the club and maybe we can sort things out.

    I walked up the stairs to the front door and rang the doorbell. Deciding that it was beginning to get cold (damn October weather!) I zipped up my jacket and patiently waited for someone to open the door. A couple of seconds later there was still no answer, so I rang one more time.

"Hi.." I'm greeted by this out-of-breath blonde girl with a rather busty top. Don't ask me about fashion, but it looked preeeetty cheap to me. And not the financial term.

"Er, hey Allison..." Dude, they're HUGE. "Um.. You guys ready?" I am such a moron. Although they seem to be enjoying the attention... HER! NOT THEM!

Don't look at me, I'm just a guy.

"Just a second Johnny, Anna's still getting ready." Allison stepped aside for me and I entered the house and sat myself on the living room sofa. It always amuses me how long girls take to get ready. I mean they sure do clean up nice, but I don't see why it's necessary to take so long.

Ten minutes and 56 seconds later Anna and her friends were finally ready and walked out the door with me trailing behind– pretty much on the verge of suffocating from all the cologne and other products they bathed themselves in. If there's one thing I need bribing to do, it's having to endure 20 minutes of non-stop girl talk. It's a good thing Anna offered me a pizza, or I'd have broken my neck from slamming my head on the dashboard.

 

 

The bands at the show did not disappoint at all, which left me in a good mood and inspired to write a new song. It was getting pretty late, and I'd promised to be home at a certain time, so I had gone around the place looking for Anna. A little after the first band I'd seen her disappear for a bit, I assumed it would be another trip to the bathroom but she hadn't come back since.

"Hey Gina, have you seen Anna?" I asked the girl who was almost completely passed out on a couch, beside a guy who seemed to be looking at his newest prize. Man, this is what I hate about girls who dress sluttily. They're treated the same way and don't seem to have a problem with it.

"Wha? Johnny? S'that you?" She asked, her words slurring from the bouts of alcohol she consumed.

"Yeah, have you seen Anna?" I asked once more.

"Yeah. She's… she's backstage with the drummer." As soon as she finished the sentence Gina looked at me with an evil smile.

"Oh. Uh, alright. I'll go look for her then—"

"Johnny.. you DO know why she's cheating on you righttt?" Gina says slowly, taking another gulp of her maybe eighth bottle of beer.

"Pardon?"

"Totally man… she's probably making out with that dude Jason now…"

Gina was right. The moment I heard the voices in the parking lot behind the building I knew it was her. The weird thing was that I hadn't felt anything. It's like I was numb from the time I called Anna to talk to her, broke up with her and drove myself home, I'd felt nothing but maybe a little relief. Then I started to feel better, since I'd been feeling this weight on my shoulders, now it's finally gone.

The best part is that I can finally think about Jenna without feeling so guilty.

"Johnny, you okay? You've been acting like that since this morning man."

"Steve, can't a guy be a little happy?" I answered.

"But dude… you look like you're on a pill."

"Well then maybe I am." I said as I stuffed my books into my locker, about to go to lunch.

"JOHNNY! DUDE!" A loud voice called from the other side of the hallway. When I turned, I saw that it was Marcus running up to us.

"Hey Marc-"

"Dude, it's true? You broke up with Anna?" Just when I thought gossip was only for girls!

"Yes it's true."

By the time I finished my story we were all sitting on the grass outside, the same place where I had first talked to Jenna. It was at the back of our school buildings, a portion of the field reserved for, in my opinion, the people who don't do outdoor sports but need the sunlight. The big trees and wooden benches mixed with the autumn breeze make it a cozy hangout for people nowadays, which explains why I'd been observing Jenna and her friends from a few feet away.

"So both of you are okay with each other now?" Marcus asked, chewing on a piece of pizza.

"Yeah I guess so. She seemed a little frustrated with me at first though." I replied.

I didn't have to look to far to see Anna and her group of friends, more or less the same people I'd seen last night. They seemed to be fawning over the t-shirt Gina brought with autographs, undoubtedly yesterday's band. After a few seconds, Anna turned in my direction as if she sensed me looking at her. She smiled shyly and gave a small wave, which I returned by waving back.

"Things look okay, I guess…" Steve said, observing my interaction with Anna.

"Yup. They're about to get better."

 

 

No words except I'M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE.

Thank you so so so much to all the people who insisted on reviewing despite the long, long, LONG overdue. School has been so much more demanding than I thought this year. I hope you bear with me throughout the story! Thank you so much again! Happy holidays to you all. =)

Jenna & Johnny:

Please know that these pictures aren't actually Jenna and Johnny in real life. These are merely people who I think resemble my fictional characters.