Date: Thu, 30 Jun 2011 17:25:38 +0800 (SGT)
From: Dre O'connel <heyitsdre99@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sooner Than It Seems Life Turns Around Part 3

Sorry to keep you waiting guys, I've been soooooo busy..

Disclaimer: blah..blah..blah.. I know you know all the rules, so I will
just say, enjoy!

This is my first story, and probably the only series. And I know it's not
perfect, but you can help me by telling me in heyitsdre99@yahoo.com , I
love to hear from you!

Anyway, thanks for encouraging me to keep writing. But you should know I
like to make it slowly but steady (and also romantic). It's not a rush sex
or something. I hope you understand.

Oh yeah, one more thing, you guys really should download Hillary Duff's
song 'Someone's Watching Over Me', it inspires me a lot!

And I'm sorry guys, there will be a changes in this story: Mason's age, I
think it will be nicer if he's younger, so I make him as a three-year-old
boy. Hope you don't mind.

* * * * * Sooner Than It Seems Life Turns Around Part 3 By Dre

    The next days went on like usual, nothing special. I met some new
friends, but I was always looking forward to see Matt, even we just smiled
to each other from distance.

    It was Friday, and that was the first time I went to cafetaria during
lunchbreak. Usually I just sat at the outside and read my novel. The
cafetaria was incredibly crowded, by various people. Cheerleaders, football
players, wrestler, dance club member, chess club member, some nerds, some
geeks, religion club member, gymnasts, etc, etc, and etc...I made it to the
counter, but sadly, I couldn't find any seat, again. I just kept walking
around, looking for an available seat.

    Well, I found one, next to the trash bin, so geek. And I didn't see any
other option, so I think I was meant to be a loser here. Gave up, I started
walking to my loser-seat, when he called me. "Dre!!", I moved my eyes
around, looking for my Greek God, I was more than sure it was his
voice. Then our eyes met, and we smiled. He waved his hand as a sign for me
to join him, or I should say them.

    I was more than happy to sit near him, but he wasn't alone. There were
five of them, two girls and three boys, including Matt. I froze, when I
found out that they were all football players, and cheerleaders. And in my
mind, from what I saw in the movie, cheerleaders were always a bitch, the
school queen, the other girls' nightmare. And here I am, a new kid, a
loser, and I was about to sit next to school's rulers. I was considering
myself to walk away.

    I was so lost in my mind, then one of the girls spoke, "Hey, you can
sit down now. There's still enough place.", and she smiled. Well, that was
new, I thought none of them would even notice that I was there. That blonde
girl had a perfect smile. She was beautiful, she reminds me
of... Ashley. My throat suddenly closed.

    Then Matt pulled my arm and forced me to sit. "Just sit.", he said and
smiled. Then everybody laughed. It was really embarassing. "Dre,", Matt
continued, "Meet my friends Cory, Finn, Heather, and Brittany.", he said,
pointing at one to another. They were all smiling when Matt introduced
their names. Surprisingly, those were warm smiles, not the "hey I'm
fabulous and you're a loser, so get lost" smiles.

    So that blonde girl was Brittany. And she did look like Ashley. He did
ponytail on her hair, typical cheerleaders style. And she wore a
cheerleading outfit that suited her well. Every straight guy and lesbian
girl in this school must go crazy about her.

    Then there was another cheerleader, Heather. She was a typical
girl-next-door type, but she also looked pretty. She was brunette. And any
stereotype about blonde girl is fool must be very false. Because Heather
was the one who sure looked stupid. Not Brittany, Brittany's is smart, if I
could say.

    Cory, from what I saw I could tell he had Latino in his blood. And it's
freaking amazing! I mean, look at those eyes, those skin, those black hair,
I was hypnotized, and... wait, I really shouldn't think about it, I had my
dream man right next to me. The other things, even the world doesn't mean
anything anymore.

    And then there was Finn, another cute guy. He was well-built, just like
the other men. I was sure he was the sloppy one, the one who act without
thinking, or maybe thinking while acting, same thing. I was also sure that
he was Matt's best friend, best of the best i think. Like Batman and Robin.

    I didn't even hear Cory talked to me, I was so lost in my
mind. "Hello...earth to Dre!!", he waved his hand in front of me.

    "Oh I'm sorry, what?", great, I must be looked like an idiot.

    "I said, where are you from?"

    "I came from Miami.", I smiled.

    "Miami? It's like you moved from side to side!", Finn said, shocked. "I
mean, you moved to LA? East coast to west coast? That's thousands miles
away!", he exclaimed.

    "Besides,", Brittany said, "Miami is also great, nice beaches, too."

    "No bitches are nice, Britt.", Heather said innocently.

    "I said beaches, H, not bitches.", Brittany said, looking at Heather
with the 'I can't believe you're so stupid' look.

    "What's the different? You only said bitches twice.", Heather said,
still innocently.

    "It's beaches, H, beaches. You know, sand? And sea? And surfing?
Bikinis?", Cory said.

    "Have you ever been there?", teased Finn, laughing, Matt laughed
too. Well, I think I will like these guys.

    "Aaahh!!! Beaches!!!", Heather shouted, the whole cafetaria must be
looking at her. But it seemed like she didn't care. "Why didn't you tell
me?", she looked at Brittany, and again, innocently. The other guys just
shaking their heads, Brittany put her hand on the forehead. They couldn't
believe the stupidity of the friend that they love. I smiled. These guys
rocks.

    "So, Dre.", Heather continued. "Why did you move here?"

    My smile disappeared. I frozed, again. God, not this talk
please. Should I tell my sad-story to them? I'm affraid it would only bring
a bad memory to me. I tried so hard not to remember that. But... these are
my new friends, well, I hope so. What would they thinking?

    Matt talked, for the first time. "Eehhm, guys, I think it's a sensitive
topic we have here.", he looked at me, with knowing face. He's so sweet, he
knew me. But they would find out, however, sooner or later, so I think they
deserved to know.

    "No, Matt, it's fine.", I said, and then there I was, telling my tale,
my unhappy-ending-tale, for the second time. I didn't see their face,
mostly because I prefer to look at the table, trying to look as tough as
possible.

    "We're really sorry, Dre.", Brittany said, squeezing my hands on the
table.

    "It must be hard for you, dude.", Finn said.

    I just smiled, it's a weak smile.

    "Hey you really should hang out with us, Dre, you know. We can cheer
you up! You know, like a salad, we'll make each other complete. Cory's the
tomato, Finn will be the cucumber, Matt will be the sauce, with Brittany as
the finishing touch, you know, like fresh fruit or something.", Heather
said.

    "Eew, did you just represented us as a salad? It's not a good way to
cheer up, H, it's a shortcut to throw up.", Cory said, unbelieve.

    "Are you hungry, H?", Finn teased her, again.

    "Kind of.", Heather answered innocently. Gosh, without her, these group
won't be awesome.

    "I'm a finishing touch?", Brittany said, but she's also laughing. "Then
what are you, miss salad-freak?"

    "Well, I can be the bowl, or the plate, whatever.", Heather said. Matt
shaked his head unbelievebly.

    I braved myself to
talk. "Miss-Heather-who-just-called-us-with-salad-names say what? A bowl? I
thought you will be the one who eat us." I smiled. Then they're all
laughing. Heather blushed. I'm really starting to love these guys.

    The bell rang, the lunch-time was over. Just one more hour until scholl
dismissed. My new friends walk with me in the corridor, before Brittany and
Cory gone to their class. Heather would be in the same class with me, I
didn't realize before. So Heather was in the same age with me. I wondered
how can she fit in with these guys so fast? "Hey Dre, I will go to my
locker first, see you at class!!", Heather said, running toward her
locker. I waved my hand.

    It was just the three of us, Matt, Finn, and me. "Hey Matt, I'm gonna
go to the restroom. Catch you in class!", Finn said, walking away.

    "Uh-huh.", Matt answered, still walking with me.

    Well, it made just the two of us. My heart started beating so fast. Oh
my God. "Well, you should get going otherwise you'll be late.", I said. I
can't believe what I was saying. I didn't want him to leave! Where was that
come from? My mouth had is crazy, apparently.

    "There's still enough time", he smiled. Gosh, not that smiled. My knees
weakened. "Besides, what if you can't open your locker again? You'll need
some help.", he grinned widely.

    I blushed. "Hey, it's been a week, you know, and no locker-problem.", I
defend myself, still blushing.

    "I know, I know", he said. "I just want to be with you, is that wrong?"

    I couldn't believe my ear, did he just said that he wants to be with
me? Answer, silly, answer him!! "No, not at all", I smiled. It would be
even better if you never leave me, I said in my head.

    "Uhm, Dre?", he asked.

    "Yeah?"

    "It's friday night.", he's trying to find the perfect sentence. I
wait. "And me and my friends usually go out in friday night. You want to
join us?"

    That's an invitation, great. "I'd love to, Matt, your friends are
awesome, just like you,", I can't believe my mouth, did I just say that? I
really hope Matt didn't hear the last thing, I better continue. "But what
about Mason? I still have to..."

    Matt cut me, "Take him with you.", he shrugged his shoulders.

    "Wait, are you sure? What about your friends? Their night probably will
be ruined by a three-year-old boy and his babysitter.", I pointed
myself. "Besides, they don't know about Mason yet... Oh my God!! I forgot
to tell them that I moved to LA with Mason!! Instead I told them my
sad-story. Gosh I'm so stupid, I'm pathetic.", I sighed, how could I forget
about Mason?

    "No you're not stupid Dre. You're just,..well, I could tell that
telling that story must be hard for you, I could see it in your face back
then. So it's common if a few things slipped of your mind, if you're under
pressure. No big deal.", he explained. This guy is really nice, I already
fell for him.

    "Are you sure?", I asked, again, I wasn't sure myself.

    "A hundred percent.", he smiled. "I'm sure they will be happy to see
you and Mason."

    "Well, fine, I'll go.", I smiled.

    "Great, I'll pick you up at seven.", he started walking to his class.

    "Wait, what? You're gonna pick me up? I mean, pick us up?"

    "Duh! You'll be with a baby, Dre, I won't let you walk.", he raised his
eyebrows.

    "I was thinking I would take a taxi."

    "No taxi. Like I said, you'll be with a baby. You'll come with me.",
that's a statement. Unbreakable statement. Does this guy really care about
me? That's so sweet.

    "Well, okay then.", I smiled. Inside, I was so excited.

    "Perfect, see you then.", then he walked toward his class.

    I really couldn't believe anything would be different in just a day. I
was more than happy. I couldn't help but smiled for the rest of the
day. Heather looked me unbelievebly in the class. I didn't listen to the
class, I thought about the night.

    Finally, it's time to go home. I rushed to my house. I couldn't wait to
tell Mason. I hope he will understand me. Just one thing on my mind: what
will I wear tonight?

    I changed like a dozen times. I'm really confused. What should I wear?
Shirt? T-shirt? Long sleeve? Short sleeve? Jeans? Shorts? Casual? Modest?
Well, finally I pick casual but trendy. I put on the navy blue long sleeve
Zara shirt, and my Giordano long pants. Mom said that blue suits me
well. As for Mason, I chose a jeans and a burberry shirt. He looks so
adorable.

    The night has come, and I'm waiting for Matt. Mason is on my
arms. "Drey? Where we go?", he asked me.

    "Well, actually I don't know, either. I just know that we will go with
my new friends, Lil-Ems."

    "They nice?", he asked.

    "They're very nice.", I nodded.

    "Yaeyy!!", Mason raised his arms, clapping his hands. I smiled. Then I
heard a car in front of the house.

    "Let's go, Lil-Ems!". I was going to reach the door, when the doorbell
rang. I opened it. There, standing my dream-Greek-God, beautifully. He
wears a t-shirt, and then a shirt on it, unbuttoned. And those khaki pants
suits that perfect legs, perfectly. And that smile, oh my God.

    "Hi.", was all that I could say.

    "Hi.", he replied. That dimples, gosh...

    "The guy on McDonalds!!!", Mason exclaimed, smiling widely.

    "Hi Mason.", Matt smiled.

    "The guy has a name, Mason. It's Matthew.", I told Mason.

    "'Matt' is fine, Dre.", Matt told me.

    "Macchew!", Mason said, and then smiled.

    "But I like Macchew better. It's cute.", Matt said, grinning at
me. "Shall we go?"

    To my bed? Of course! "Sure.", shaking away those mind.

    We're in his car, he drives Volvo, good choice. I sit next to him,
while he's driving, with Mason on my lap, touching everything in front of
him.

    "Mason, don't break anything.", I said to him. He pouted, because it
means I stopped him playing with Matt's football ball.

    "Nah, that's fine.", Matt smiled. "He likes it, maybe he will be a
football player one day." Well, we're like Mason's parents, talking about
Mason's future. Isn't it cute? But dream will be just a dream. Wake up,
moron, Matt doesn't have anything special with you!

    "You think? He can't even eat by himself.", I teased him.

    "Well, what do you think I was?", Matt asked. "I was a baby, too."

    And I'm sure a thousand percent, the most adorable baby in the world, I
said in my head. "Good opinion.", I smiled. "Well, where are we going,
exactly?", I asked him.

    "To the best restaurant in town.", he smiled, and before I know it, the
car stopped. We're here.

* * * * *

Part four is coming soon. And feedbacks are always more than welcome in
heyitsdre99@yahoo.com

Cheers! .Dre.