|Living My Own Life
Author: RayRayofCali PM
My life sucks. Blame my mom. She's been controlling me forever. Why is it that just because something doesn't work out for her HAS to mean I don't fit in as well? Follow Ray in her journey when she finally belongs somwhere and finds 'the one'. R&R please.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 5 - Words: 5,603 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 04-22-13 - Published: 02-02-12 - id: 2994082
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A/N: Yeah, it's been awhile. Hopefully you enjoy this chapter. Happy reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars
I slept peacefully that night without any interruptions…unless you count the way I woke up. Apparently I never shut off my computer last night and I don't have a locking timer (I set it that way) so I woke up to Tyler sending me a message through my live account. It was some animation that you can create the words that the animation says. Tyler's voice rang through my bedroom, screaming:
"Wake the hell up! I wanna see that movie!"
And it just kept going. Finally I decided to get up and turn it off.
I went upstairs to make some eggs on toast. That was like the only breakfast meal I knew how to make besides cereal. Ain't that a bitch? Eh, I was never feminine in any way so I guess it's only natural. I finished eating and it was now around 9:15. Right at that moment, the phone rang. I waited for that voice to say who was calling, expecting it to be toll free. But it wasn't.
"Tyler," the female voice pronounced as though it were a foreign word. I rushed over to the phone and took it off its charger. Yeah, unfortunately, I didn't have a phone of my own. But hey, my brother's broke. So I guess it's just the adults.
"Hey!" I said into the phone. Tyler replied:
"Is for horses. Better for cows." I laughed at his small joke. "So, are you up yet?"
"I am but my brother isn't."
"Well, wake him up! I wanna see that movie."
"I thought you didn't like the first movie."
"Okay, first off it's the fourth movie – duh – and on the other hand, you like it so we're seeing it."
So I decided to test out what I thought about last night after what Chris said.
"I thought you would ask Cassidy to go see a movie."
"Meh, she's not one for the guy movies like you are. Besides, she doesn't really like Star Wars."
"Ugh! Neither do I!"
"Shut up! I asked you to see a movie and you're gonna see a movie, dammit!"
"You're determined on this, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
"Fine, I'll be at your place soon."
"You better be!"
"And don't hang up on me again like you did last time! It's very –"
But he already hung up. I finished my sentence to myself.
I went downstairs to wake up Chris and he was already up and playing Mass Effect 2.
"Hey, Chris, you ready to go? Tyler's complaining."
"In that case, wanna play Little Big Planet?"
I shot him a playful glare and he laughed. He took of the blanket he had on and I noticed he was already dressed. He hasn't worn his eye-patch in like 8 months and no one's really grossed out by his eyelid anymore.
"Ready to go?" he asked me.
"Dude, of course I'm ready. I'm the one that asked you that not 20 seconds ago!"
"Okay, okay, calm down! Did you already eat or is your breakfast gonna be popcorn?"
"Probably the latter."
He sighed. "No wonder you're such a fatty."
"Hey! I'm trying to lose weight! I just have to get the last 30 pounds off of my body! Oh, I almost forgot!" I raised my hands over my head and started 'Salutation A' from my yoga class last year. I finished in about 2 minutes and grabbed my book of the week: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. I was re-reading the entire series. So was Tyler. He was on Chamber of Secrets.
"Alright! Let's go!" I said and we got into his old F-150. It was our great-grandpa's truck and I didn't want to get rid of it but Chris did. He wanted his Audi back. But I wanted to keep the truck because of great-grandpa and because I like ford trucks and mustangs. I've always wanted a ford Mustang. Still haven't gotten one.
"Oh! Awesome song!" Chris shouted as he turned on the radio. 'Moves Like Jagger' was playing.
"Oh, God." I moaned and he started getting into the song.
"So, am I going to see the movie with you guys in order to keep my sister out of a 2 and a half hour make-out session?"
"Oh, my God! He has a girlfriend!"
"Who apparently he's cheating on!"
"Tyler's not like that."
"Oh, pssh, sure. So am I seeing it or not?"
"You wouldn't be able to. We're seeing the 3d one."
"Fuckers," he said lowly.
"Is for horses, better for cows!" he finished. That's where Tyler got it from.
"Speaking of horses, did you feed them this morning?"
"Yeah. I woke up before you."
"I saw you go upstairs."
"Oh." He continued to listen to the music and eventually we came to a stop at Tyler's place in a development. He was sitting out front with one of his brothers playing some game. I may have been the second youngest in my family, but Tyler was the oldest in his.
"Yo!" Tyler shouted towards us as we came closer. I unbuckled my seatbelt and moved to the middle seat. Tyler spoke to his little brother and he went inside whilst Tyler came closer to the car. He came in and buckled up. "So, Chris," he started. I heard Chris groan but not loud enough for Tyler to hear. "Where are you gonna be while we see the movie?"
"I'm going to my friend Chris' house."
Then I heard RayWilliamJohnson's voice on the radio. Then the chorus of the song came on and Chris and I started singing along, "Everyday day and every night night, I am gonna fight fight fight to win!" Te drive wasn't really that long and soon me and Tyler were dropped off at the Imax theater.
"Enjoy yourselves," Chris said before he drove off.
"Alright then, let's go get the tickets." Tyler walked up to the entrance and asked for two tickets to Phantom Menace. We walked inside and grabbed popcorn (extra butter), a root beer (mine), and a coke (Tyler's).
"What do you think the trailers are gonna be for this time?"
"Who knows? Maybe the Hunger Ga –"
"THE HUNGER GAMES!" I shouted. I was a huge fan of Josh Hutcherson and he was playing Peeta.
"Okay, then." Tyler started to walk ahead of me.
"Oh, shut up. The books were awesome and with Josh Hutcherson playing Peeta makes it even more amazing."
"Yeah, I know you're obsessed with Josh Hutcherson. You should go to Hot Topic sometime. They have a pillowcase with the Hunger Games symbol and Josh Hutchinson on it."
"Hutch-er-son. Not Hutchinson."
"Whatever. Let's just get inside the theater." When we got in, many guys were there and very few girls. Of course a bunch of guys were gonna be here. I should have expected it. Me and Tyler made our way to a pair of seats that were not taken that were behind those wheelchair seats that had railing in front of them. We grabbed our popcorn and set our feet on the railing. Me and my mom did that too. The Hunger Games trailer played and me and a few others cheered. They played a few other trailers like the Woman in Black and a few others. Soon, the lights dimmed and cheers erupted from the audience. The movie started and we enjoyed it very much. About a half hour into the movie, I felt something on my left shoulder. I looked over even though I knew what it was. Tyler's hand made its way around my shoulder. I looked back to the screen and whispered,
"Tyler, what are you doing?" He obviously noticed this as well. His arm slid away from my shoulder. I felt as though I felt empty again when he did this.
"Oh, um…nothing," he replied. Around the end of the movie when Qui Gon dies, Tyler leaned towards me for reasons unknown.
"Tyler, do I have to ask again?"
"Oh, it's just logical. When a character dies, usually a girl would cry in someone's shoulder."
"Dude, I've seen this movie a thousand times over. You think I'm gonna cry?"
He hesitated and then answered. "Well, no. I just figured…" He sat in his seat again the normal way. The rest of the time, he didn't do anything. I felt really stupid for not going along with what he offered. His hand around me, offering his shoulder for me to cry on. What is wrong with me?
The movie ended and a lot of people applauded, me not included. I grabbed the remains of my drink and popcorn and got up from my seat. The popcorn was gone before we could get to the doors to enter the rest of the theater. I kept the drink as we went outside to wait for Chris.
"So, when Chris gets here, do you wanna hang out at the Chapel Hills Mall? We could go to Hot Topic and get you that pillowcase." I instantly smiled at the thought of having Josh Hutcherson at my head when I go to sleep. That would be kick-ass.
"Sure, let's go!" Chris came and we got in. "Hey Chris can you drive us to the mall? You can be with us this time." I saw shadows in the car that was probably Tyler getting his seat belt on. Chris sort of wandered off in space as he looked past me. Then he faced me again.
"You know, I think I left Skyrim there again so no. You can go inside and I'll go back to Chris' place." But I was distracted by the Skyrim case that was already in the car.
"Then why do you have it?" I raised it around eye-level.
"It's just the case. The game's not in there."
"Oh, really?" I opened it and Skyrim was already in there.
"Alright, fine. You caught me. I'll go to the mall with you."
I heard a sound from Tyler's direction so I faced him to see his hand covering his face.
"Oh, there was a fly."
"And you were stupid enough to slap it on your forehead?"