Chucks, Chicks, and Dreams | By : AllAmericanPipes Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > All American Rejects Views: 1220 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Skye this one is for you!)
Meanwhile Lexie rejoined her friends as Skye ran out. Skye couldn’t believe how stupid Nick was sometimes. She had made it more then obvious that she liked him. All she wanted was for him to notice but no of course not. That was just entirely too much to ask. Skye walked down the rather deserted street and soon came across a stray empty can of beer. She began to kick it as she walked, thoughts over flooding her mind. Mostly thoughts of Nick and how much she wanted to tell him how much she cared for him. She knew, something deep down kept telling her, that Lexie didn’t want anything to do with him. Hell, Lexie had made it more then obvious. Skye continued walking with these thoughts running through her overloaded mind. The night was cool and her breathing was one of the only sounds breaking the rather serene silence that seemed to envelope her as she continued to walk. She was unsure of where exactly she was headed but that really didn’t matter much to her at the moment. She just wanted to get away from that party, away from Lexie and all her deceit, away from the guy she cared about for she knew she couldn’t tell him how she felt. Soon she came to the small creek that was near her home. She sat down at the edge of the creek and slowly took off her chucks as to dangle her bare feet in the cool water. The moon shone down on her as a young man came up behind her and then sat next to her. He had walked away from the party, having seen her with Nick and becoming highly entranced. Skye looked over at him not really realizing why anyone would leave the raging party that could still be heard from where she was sitting.
“You leave the party too, eh?” He asked a charming smile playing on his lips. Skye simply nodded her response and then thought a moment before actually responding.
“Yeah, it kinda sucked really.” She replied, lying through her teeth, as he took off his shoes also dangling his feet in the creek.
“Yeah, but that band was pretty cool, eh?” He stated. Skye noticed his accent was quite unique. “I’m Deryck by the way.” He finished.
“Skye. Where are you from anyway?” She asked. He smiled.
“I’m visiting some friends down here. I’m from Ajax, Canada.” Deryck responded, his spiky hair beginning to fall in his eyes. Skye forced a slight smile. “You like that drummer, eh?” He asked having seen her with him before she stormed out and noticing how attracted she seemed to be to him.
“Wow, random question. It’s obvious isn’t it?” She paused frustrated as she threw a rock into the water harder then she probably should have.
“Yeah, but don’t take your aggression out on a poor defenseless rock. Why not just tell the guy?” Deryck was beginning to get on her nerves. She really needed to be alone, but in a sense she was glad he was here. When she didn’t answer Deryck decided to pry deeper. “You really should tell him. I noticed the way he looked at you; hell I thought you two were dating. Tell him cuz he should know. Really he’s got the right.” With that Deryck stood and began to walk off before Skye stopped him wondering what the hell his problem was. How dare he talk to her like he knew her.
“What made you come out here anyway, did the party really suck that much?” Skye asked wondering where the hell he had come from. It was as if she needed someone to talk to and suddenly he was there. Deryck merely smiled.
“Nah the party didn’t suck that bad it was ’cuz I thought you were fucking hot. That drummer’s a fucking fucker for not shoving you in a closet and having hot and heavy sex with you.” He then walked off leaving Skye wondering what he had meant. Skye didn’t know whether to take his statement as a compliment or a degrading attempt to get her to fuck him on the spot. She really didn’t care because Deryck had just helped her sort out a few things. She knew what she had to do she just wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to do it right away. She really cared for Nick. Why couldn’t he see it if Deryck had seen it the first time he had ever seen her. She sat at the creek thinking of nothing else but how to tell Nick she loved him.
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