Wasted: Part Two, (incomplete)

(A/N: This is a super rough draft of the whole thing and by the time I recover and start writing again, I may change both part 1 and part 2. Keep reading and tell me what you're thinking. --NL)

"So, tell me about Jimmy." Blu blurted as soon as we got a table at the Beanery.

"This is why I didn't want to go anywhere with you." I sighed. "We can't even have two minutes of peace without you bringing him up. Jimmy is off limits."

"When you hold things in, they stay with you and then it all blows up later." Blu retorted, crossing her legs towards me and moving in quicker. "So?"

"So ... nothing. There's nothing going on."

"That doesn't make any sense. He was drop dead crazy coo-coo for you and now he's apathetic. What's between the lines?"

"Manny Santos." I rolled my eyes. "You think she has some type of power over these guys or does like some magic spell on them?" I crossed my arms angrily. "I swear that every guy has nailed her or wants to."

"And Jimmy's on that list."

"Jimmy is a mistake ... to me, to his parents ... to the world." Blu chuckled as I finished my statement which made me smile a little. Okay, so I was being a little over-dramatic. Still, I was pissed. Instantly I returned to my normal disposition. "I would go into further detail, but that's reserved for friends."

"Come on Fareeza. So, I dated Spinner."

"Dated?"

"Dated or ... a little less. I don't know what's going on with us either. I used to be so ... wanting him around and now I can't make myself pick up the phone and face him." Blu answered as if to please me.

"You don't have to lie."

"I'm not. Spinner was a ... phase. Right now I don't know what I want, but you should tell me about Jimmy."

"Okay." I paused. "Jimmy and I used to gel. I felt so good around him and it was just like floating, but there's definitely something blocking... between us. Forget Manny Santos for a nano second. I ditched his graduation and don't even know where we're going to stand when he goes to university. They'll be a million other girls who are a thousand times more bustier and beautiful than Manny." I started. "If a guy falls out of love with a girl he should have the balls to say something and not just bull shit with her emotions."

"Hmm. Manny's definitely interesting." Blu commented. "Weird. I talked to her the other day ... or rather she said something to me." Blu paused, but I wasn't taking the bait. "She invited us on a roadtrip. I guess Jimmy was supposed to tell you but--"

"No way. Next you'll be telling me that Spinner is going too." I rolled my eyes as my anger started to take over a little.

"Spinner isn't the same as the people who killed your cousin. I never got to tell you how sorry I was about that ... and yes, you're completely justified in hating him, but if I can forgive him, so should you."

"Forgive him for what?" I asked. Now Blu was acting weird again. She shrugged it off.

"Here are the details about the trip." Blu pulled out a crumpled up piece of paper from her bag with grease stains and started writing down the information in her large, bubble-like handwriting. "Take it."

"Do I have to touch it? Blu, this is gross. I swear you're like a dude sometimes."

"If you do this thing with me I'll help you either get Jimmy back or get over him fast. It'll be fun. Party century. No parents." Blu smiled as I searched her face for some hidden cry for help. Her enthusiasm was screaming 'I'm running from something,' but I didn't know enough yet.

I shrugged, giving in. Deep down the thought of Jimmy and Manny going across North America, alone really irritated me. I had to go and see him. I had to find some answers ... and see if he was really more into Manny than me.

"See this here idea ... this was stupid."Marco complained to me. "No one is here Els."

"Yet. No one is here yet." She sighed. "You made me rush out of the house so we could get here half and hour early."

"Who all is going again?" Marco nagged.

"I don't think she'll be here. She's probably off fondling Spinner--"

"Or worse, they'll show up together, hand-in-hand, tongue-on-tongue."

"Bad visual." I grinned as Marco chuckled too. It was good to see him chill out for a mili-second. You would think being Valedictorian of our graduating class would ease his mind, but not this dude.

"Maybe I'll be so lucky and they won't show up. And maybe Sean will back out of this one too."

"Yeah." I answered distractedly. I secretly hoped that he'd be here. For some reason I just--

"Hey dumbass!" Blu's loud, obnoxious voice pierced through my ears. Following behind her were Fareeza and Spinner.

"Looks like it's your turn to take a trip down drama lane." I looked at Marco, whose jaw had practically detached itself and was dangling inches from the ground. "Close your mouth."

"This entire situation is not funny Ellie. It's really f-ed up." Marco lowered his voice as Blu flounced over in our direction.

"Hey guys."

"Hey." Marco answered as folded my arms over my chest ready to pound this chick into the ground the moment she started irking me ... that wouldn't take long. Blu's very presence made my skin want to crawl off of my body.

"You didn't think I'd let you go off and have fun without me did you?" Blu asked Marco, not even acknowledging existence, but looking ready to pounce on the next available guy like the closet prostitute she was.

"Yeah. We couldn't imagine our lives without you." I added sarcastically, looking to Marco for support but he just stood eerily silent as Blu waltzed by. She so planned that walk. I rolled my eyes. "Is it too late to go home?" I muttered to myself. The only thing that would make this worse would be if Sean and Emma were here ... together. At least it hadn't gotten that bad, yet.

"Oh look, more people." I muttered sarcastically.

I could just imagine it now. Me and Blu tangled in between each other's limbs. The heavy breathing, the sweat, the sweet uncertain pauses which only made the moment last longer. I knew that she knew that I was thinking about this and I hated it.

But every time I looked at her, it was all I saw. So far, nothing had been going on with her and Spinner which brought me relief tenfold. That didn't make the situation any less weird, but there was so much mystery ahead, like some really bad Latino Soap Opera. Either that or Passions with the mermaids and witches.

I shuddered at the thought of having to watch those shows. Blu loved them. She was this gorgeous brown, Asian-looking girl with no clue, no understanding of the Spanish language yet she sat back and watched so intently as if missing a milisecond would destroy the entire experience for her.

"Boo!" Caught off guard, I nearly jumped into the nearest cloud.

"What the hell? Not funny." I shook my head once I realized that it was Blu.

"You and a book? You brought a book for this getaway? Come on del Rossi. Get real."

"I forgot not everyone knows how to read."I shot back sharply.

"Ooh, being around Ellie has really brought out the bitch in you." Blu grinned. "If you weren't gay, I'd be slightly surprised."

"What are you doing here?" I asked trying to act ... normal.

"You dreamed me up so ... here I am." She joked, opening her purse and pulling out a plastic bag. "Want some?"

"I don't get high."

"Me neither ... well, not on a normal basis. I stole it from Spinner." Blu laid her legs on the other side of the seat as if completely unaware of the short bubble dress she was wearing. "I bought it especially for you. I knew you'd still have that stick up your ass."

"There's nothing up my ass." I rolled my eyes, bored with her.

"Well, I don't know about you, but that's my problem." Blu laughed. "It was a joke. You can laugh."

"I don't want to hear about you and Mason."

"Weren't you guys friends at one time?" Blu wondered, sitting beside me.

"In a galaxy far, far away." I muttered, looking down at the pages of my book, again.

"I didn't invite him here to piss you off. You're already teething over something, so tell me what I did wrong?" She practically begged. "Marco, come on. We're best friends for ev, right?"

"Ellie's my best friend."

"Okay, so you have two." She took my hand in hers. "Just tell me what I did so that I can fix it. I'll do anything for yo--"

"Don't." I snatched my hand away from hers. "The last time you said that we ..."

"Had sex?" She caught my eye. "You act like it's a disease or something really horrible. Look at it this way, we both know each other in every possible facet, every capacity." Blu smirked at our little secret.

"Maybe I don't want to know you that way." I argued back.

"Then why did you say it was okay? Why did you look at me like you wanted it?" Blu sighed. "You obviously don't want to talk to me about this but ... I don't regret sleeping with you. It was one of the most memorable things I've done in my life." Blu smiled hugging me suddenly. "I just wish that it wasn't tearing our friendship apart." She whispered into my ear.

I didn't say anything.

"Fine." She sighed. "Just let me know when you get over this because something really big is happening in my life and I need someone to talk to ... someone I can trust." Blu's lips met the side of my neck as I started to read a new line from the book. "See you del Rossi." She sighed, walking to another part of the Winnebago noticeably displeased.

I felt like such an ass.

"I am so glad to see you." Jimmy admitted as he tossed my bags into the vehicle. "I am, however a little bummed about not seeing you at graduation."

"Hundreds of people were there cheering you on. You didn't need me there." I answered lamely feeling stupid for saying those things about Jimmy earlier. Things didn't feel weird at all right now.

"Of course I did Freezie." He scooped me up tightly kissing me lightly as I bit my lip to keep from grinning.

"You suck."

"Why?" Jimmy wondered, kissing me again.

"Because I've been trying to be mad at you, but I can't." I flipped my blonde hair out of my face. "Like it?"

"Like what?"

"Everything. Don't act like you're blind Jimmy." I answered, referring to my shorter yet now curly blonde hair and cobalt blue mini dress.

"It's all right."

"All right? Yeah, I know ... I didn't have time to straighten my hair out." I explained. "Blu let me borrow this dress of hers. It's supposed to be Chanel or someone high end like that." I grinned. "And this bag is Gucci. It's a pre-graduation gift from her. Well, it's way premature but who cares. Oh and Heather Sinclair is going to totally hate me for it. It's one of a kind." I boasted.

"Oh my God." Jimmy shook his head wrapping his hands away from my body.

"What?"

"Nothing." He shrugged it off.

"No, it is something. No bull shit ... what the hell is up?" I could feel my anger rising. This was not the response I was expecting.

"I just see you changing up and--"

"You don't like it."

"Not really Freezie. I loved how you used to be modest and wear hijab and very little make-up and how you made more time to be with me. It was like us against the world ... But now you party with Heather Sinclair and Blu? That's a little bizarre for me."

"And you freaking out over a tan and a mini-dress bothers me." I clasped my hands together.

"You asked. No bull shit." Jimmy crossed his arms over his chest. "Just tell me ... why'd you do it? Why do you look like a Nicole Ritchie wannabe?"

"Let's see Jimmy ..." I started bitterly. "I am so sick and tired of being the scapegoat, the villain, the gasp 'terrorist' because I'm Iraqi. Muslim is bad. Arab is evil. America is justified. My cousin deserved to die." I uttered sarcastically repeating what many Americans and Canadians alike were bombarded with by the brainwashing machine that is the media.

I sighed. "Maybe I want to be able to walk down the street and not have to be so damn cautious--"

"And thrusting your boobs everywhere is supposed to change that?" He rolled his eyes.

"They're called breasts and most guys like them."

"Whatever ... I guess they like the ass hanging out too. You know Blu's got impeccable prostitute clothing tastes." He paused. "And I love the caked up make-up and the orangey-hue tan. What's next, a bad nose job like Lil' Kim, implants to look like one of the Girls Next Door?"

"Do not insult me Jimmy." I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Damn it.

"You asked me to be honest." He shot back.

"Just fucking drop it." I threw up my hands in disgust. "You fucking asshole."

"I'll drop it Freezie." I heard the sincerity return to his voice. "You're just better than this, all this facade you're putting up. It's fake shit and I hate fake shit. We both do and you know this."

"Damn." I shook my head as a tear formed. I took off, rushing to the bathroom to take off some of this make-up and add something to make this outfit less ... revealing. I couldn't believe that he had just called my outfit hooker and accused me of changing. He completely ruined our short, yet sweet reunion by being half-right.

I had to hurry otherwise I wouldn't make it there on time. I hated the mall, but the thought of Ellie being ... preggers drove me wild. Somehow I wished that she had just lied to me and said they were rumours. Then, I would be thinking about what he I going to do for this summer, and the rest of my life.

Finally, I had made it to ... The Children's Place. Never had I thought I'd be in a store like this, or that people devoted so much time, energy, and thought into dressing kids. All they needed were diapers, a top, and pants. No biggie.

I slid past the front door as an attractive Filipino girl let him in. She was clearly checking him out, but I was pretending to be dumb. This here was what had caused so much trouble in the first place.

"Do you have baby clothes?"

"Yes. It's a children's store." She smiled. "What size? We have 3 months all the way up to 4T."

"Four T?" I rubbed my temple. God, I wasn't prepared for this. I was just going to get some freaking clothes and already I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. "Umm ... it's not born yet."

"Oh. You need newborn then. When's the baby due? We have a sale on 3,6, and 9 months."

"Due?" I racked my brain for an answer. The last time I touched Ellie was back before, no after Jay had died. That was in December/January. And it was now May so ... August or September. "August, September..."

"So, the fall then?" She asked in a chipper voice. "You need to look here." She lightly placed her arm on my shoulder, guiding me in the right direction.

"Thanks." I nodded, watching her walk away and completely not watching where I was going. "Damn." I muttered, after I had bumped into someone else.

"Sorry." A female voice apologized as I looked closer. Tall blonde, familiar voice ... Emma. Immediately, I knew what this meant. The word had somehow gotten around to Emma, meaning that she knew about little Sean and was here to support me with that.

"Emma, what are you doing here?"

"I was ... looking around at stuff. This is the mall."

"You hate the mall." I answered.

"Fine. I'm buying baby stuff..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at me intensely.

"You heard about Ellie then?"

"No, Sean, I didn't ... what about her?"

"You didn't?" I nearly scratched my head, puzzled. "Then why are you here?"

"Because Sean, I ... I just need some space, okay?" Emma turned her back to me and continued to shop.

"Fine." I shrugged, stalling and waiting around until Emma was getting ready to leave so that I could talk to her again, but this time without hushed voices. I was going to have to make a decision between the two girls once and for all which, under these circumstances, majorly sucked.

But right now, I had to find out where Ellie was. I needed to get her to talk to me … and Emma.

"This road trip blows." Blu plopped down beside me as I tried to cover up my washed out mascara. It was supposed to be waterproof, but truth be told, these things never were. I felt seriously like shit after Jimmy spoke his mind to me.

I mean, who the hell did he think he was telling me that I looked like a whore? The thing that equally pissed me off was my response to everything. I ran into the bathroom, like a huge ass baby and ripped off the blue dress asap. Now, I was sitting in jeans, okay skinny jeans, and a sweatshirt, which was all I could do to look more "modest."

"Okay, why are you a mute all of a sudden and what happened to your clothes Freezie?"

"You were so wrong. Jimmy hates everything about me now."

"It's just an excuse to justify what he's feeling for Manny." Blu answered swiftly as I gave her a look. Not what I wanted to hear. "Sorry, but it's the truth. That's what most guys do. They cower out of it and blame the girl instead."

"Jimmy's not like most guys."

"Unless he has a vagina that I'm unaware of, he's a dude and all dudes are the same, whether they're gay or straight."

"Uh-oh." I chimed in noticing the random gay part. "Have you been talking to Marco again?"

"Sadly yes." Blu sighed to me. "We must be the two most hated girls here. Marco is completely trying to ignore me." She rested her head on my shoulder. "Oh well. Whatever's bothering him, he'll get over it, but being stuck on a bus all day with people who hate me is not the most fun idea."

"We're not here for fun. You're trying to get back into Marco's good graces and I'm saving my relationship."

"You better try a little harder." Blu suggested upon hearing Manny and Jimmy laughing simultaneously.

"That's it." I stood up angrily ready to go up there.

"Wait. Take a look in the mirror Freez … you've got to get it together first."

(A/N: I wrote this so long ago ... maybe a year ago?? I'm posting what I have now and when I'm no longer in pain I'll write more. So far, I'm loving this alternate ending. How about you all?? --NL)