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Just Like The Good Ole Days...
By dancexforxlife

 


Chapter 2: Just Like The Good Ole Days…

My energy level dropped suddenly and I could feel myself starting to become shy and reserved. It seemed like ages we just stood there, staring at one another, until Brendon came and jumped on my back.

“Tracy, this is Jon. He replaced Brent as our bassist.” Jon held out his hand, which I took….I liked him already.

“It's nice to meet you Jon. I'm Tracy.”

“Pleasure's all mine.”

“Hey Ryzor! Aren't you gonna come say hi?!?!?” Brendon yelled in my ear. Ryan came up, almost cautiously, and stood beside Jon.

“Hey Ryan,” I said in what I hoped was a calm and normal voice.

“Hi Tracy. You- you look good.”

“Thanks. You too.” We all stood there in awkward silence until Danielle raced by.

“I call shot gun!” Brendon's lips grew into a huge grin and started running after her, closely followed by Spencer.

“To the Brendon-mobile!!”

“Brendon, no! Stop! You are NOT driving my truck! Brendon!”

“Some things never change,” I said, laughing under my breath. I could've swore I heard Ryan mumble something about agreeing with me, but I blew it off. The three of us started walking to the truck together.

“So,” Jon started, “how long have you known these goons?”

“Spencer and Ryan since the seventh grade and Brendon since the summer between nine and tenth.”

“Way back then. And you're in college now?”

“Yup. Just finished my second year. I'm Ryan's age.”

“I see.” Jon looked over at Ryan, who was silent, and gave him a weird look.

“What's with you, Ry? You've been acting really weird since we got here.” Ryan just grunted.

“He's probably upset because he didn't realize his ex-girlfriend would be coming along.” I blurted out uncharacteristically.

Everyone, including me, seemed shocked at my words. To get myself out of the awkward situation, I winked at them and ran ahead to the truck. I jumped on Brendon's back, giving Spencer a chance to slip into the driver's seat.

I looked back as Brendon carried me around piggyback style and couldn't help but notice how sad Ryan looked.

._._. Ryan's P.O.V. ._._.

“He's probably just upset because he didn't realize his ex-girlfriend would be coming along.” I stood there, shocked that she had said that. She seemed shocked too but, in her usually fashion, covered it up by winking and running away.

She always looks adorable when she ran, with her hair- no, wait, I can't be having these thoughts, not after two years. I'm the one that ended it. But, I don't think I really ever stopped loving her…

Jealousy surged through my veins when she jumped onto Brendon, who started carrying her around the car.

“Ryan, stop acting so strangely. This is supposed to be a fun day. Don't ruin it with your moping over some old relationship that was over two years ago,” Jon told me as we reached the truck. If only it was that easy.

._._. Brendon's P.O.V. ._._.

I slid into the center seat with Tracy sitting to my right and Jon to my left. Spencer, Ryan, and Danielle were sitting up front. I looked over at Tracy and just drank in the sight of her. She has definitely matured quite a bit over the past two years. She was no longer that pretty high school girl, but a beautiful adult. Her body was definitely even more toned than when she left. Probably from all her dancing.

“So what are we gonna do today?” Jon asked, pulling me back to reality. Tracy and Danielle looked at each other before answering in unison.

“The Strip!”

“The strip it is then,” Spencer said, turning onto the freeway.

“Ah, just like old times during those good old high school days,” I said, putting my feet up on Jon and laying my head on Tracy's lap. Jon pushed my feet off, but I put them right back on, earning myself a rolling of the eyes and a giggle from Tracy. She started playing with my hair like she used to do with all of us. It sent shivers down my spine every time her fingertips touched my head. I missed her so much.

“Yeah, it is,” she agreed, “my little sister always tagging along.”

“Hey! Us younger people have to stick together. Isn't that right Dell?” I asked, jumping up.

“Ha ha. So right Bden.” I leaned forward to give her a high five.

“You too Spence. You're younger than me even!” I tapped the top of his head and as I did so, I caught Ryan's eye. He looked like he was trying to burn holes in my head by the way he glaring at me. I wondered what his problem was…

 

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