Mood:  crushed out
I Admit, This Could Just Be Love...

Chapter One;
You Don't Know What It's Like To Be Like Me...

My name is Jacie Gillis. I may look like a happy, healthy twelfth grade student. But guess again. My life is a burning hell-hole that is teetering the bit of solid ground I've managed to climb onto and hold on for dear life. I have, in total, seven friends. Good friends. Friends that are always there when you need them. Friends that live in the same city. My only seven friends. The only seven friend's I've ever had. Before them I had no one. Now, I have them. Before I was four I was alone and scared in this giant world. It sucked. I met Sebastien when I was four. I've been told to call him Seb instead of Sebastien though. He's been one of my best friends since I was about four. He'd always been my neighbor... we just never really talked. Our mom's had been friends since they were in high school, an we Seb and I have been all through our school years. When I was six I went to summer camp and met one of my other best friends, David Desrosiers. He's never gone to the same schools, but we have out time's together. Anyway. My other friends are Charles Comeau, we have been asked to call him Chuck, he's the organized one who makes us look back at our accomplishments, there's Pierre, the party fiend, there's Pat, the camera guy. He tapes everything, then there is Jeff. Jeff is they guy who's pick you up when you fall. He's a devoted guy.

That's life outside the spinning hell-hole I call my home life. My father and mother both do drugs and will die of alcohol poisoning before the age of forty. My mother drinks life away while my father abuses me. He punches, slaps, kicks, burns and event threatens. But I know he won't kill me. He needs me around for the money, where else would he get his drugs and booze? I'm not home much though...... but when I get home I get beaten... I'll go home when they're both working or sleeping, and pick up some stuff, then, sneak out of the house and stay at one of my friend's houses for a few days. I spend at least two days a week in the hospital. I got released last night and today, is Friday. I'm very thin, I weigh about ninety-six pounds and I have black hair with brown eyes. What I have I got from myself or others.

"Crap." I said as I sat up, "Whyyy?" I moaned quietly, I still had whiplash from my father throwing me across the room a few days ago, but the pain was wearing off. I got up and tip-toed into my attached bathroom and showered. Now, you're probably thinking, `If you have it so bad, why do you have a bathroom attached to your room?'. Well. I have it so I don't wake up my drunken parents when I wake up. Anyway, I finished showering and applied mascara, eye shadow and all that make-up crap. I got dressed in a shirt that said, "I leave bite marks' on it, and some flare jeans. I slipped on some plain low-rise socks, and I grabbed a piece of cold toast as I slipped on my shoes and ran over to Seb's house, and before I had knocked he opened the door and hugged me, "Morning!" He smiled as he spun me around in a circle and kissed my forehead, "Hi Sebby!" I said, smiling, "So, should we get going?" I asked. Seb and I walked to school together. "Oh... okay." Seb said, grabbing his backpack off of the hook, "BYE MOM!" He yelled, "BYE MRS. LEFEBVRE!" I shouted, hitching my pack onto my shoulder. As we walked Seb kept looking at me funny, "What?" I asked looking at him on the corner of `Pelps St.' as we stopped, looked, and crossed, "Well.... I need to ask you something." Seb said, looking at me shyly, "Who, why, where?" I asked, and he already knew what I meant, "Uh.............. You... because you're nice... and cute.... and smart and funny..... all of the time." Seb said, and I swear, we both turned a few reds that weren't in the sixty package of crayons. "Oh... well, Mr. Sebby." I said, looking right at him. We were stopped in the middle of the side walked, "I feel the exact same way about you. I like you like this because... well, you can make people laugh, and you're always smiling.... And my hart just... it kind of..." I said, but was surprised he was talking at the same time fore these words... "...Flutters when you walk in the room." We both said it... at the same time... and we both laughed, "Really?" He asked, "Really really." I smiled. He smiled, "So....." Seb said, looking down, "Yes... I know what you're asking, and yes. We are now officially a couple." I said, as we started walking again, "You get to tell the guys." We both said, at the exact same time again. "At the same time then?" We both asked at the same time again.

When we got to school, we met up with the guy's at the usual spot... on the stairs. I smiled and waved at them, and Seb and I raced each other to them. When we got there, Seb and I both beamed, "What?" Pierre asked, "Well...." I said, "On three?" I whispered to Seb, "On three." He agreed, so, we counted to three, and, "We're now officially going out with each other." Seb and I said in perfect unison, and then blushed and looked away. "FINALLY!" Jeff said loudly, "They way you two hit on each other, it's about damn time!" He said, all in one breath, and Seb and I turned yet another unknown shade of red. "Well..." Pat said as I heard a beep, "Another satisfying camera moment for Pat!" He said, and my eyes widened, "WHAT? YOU GOT THAT ON TAPE!?!?" I shouted, "Meh." Seb Said, and snaked his arm around my waist. I smiled "Come on, we all still need to get to our lockers!" I smiled... our lockers were in the far back part of the school... and they were all in a row. This day was going to be pretty good...

That day, after school, Seb and I walked home like usual, and I snuck in... but no one was home, so, Seb and I went into my room and sat on my bed, "So....." I said...but I was completely unaware that my father had just walked in the door... "We need to not tell my dad, okay?" I asked.
My Dad's P.O.V.
I stumbled drunkenly into my house, "She's home...and so is that Seb kid." I muttered. I stumbled up the stairs and heard voices, but I didn't know what they were saying, "GIRL!" I shouted.
Back to my P.O.V.
"Seb, oh no!" I hissed, "Run past him, and go home!" I pleaded, "But..." He started, "NO! GO!" I yelled, and he bolted out of the door. I watched my `father-figure' walk in... and I felt the blow come right into my head. He kept kicking and kicking and when my mother walked in, he stopped for a second, and I ran into my bathroom, the cell-phone I bought in my hand, and I locked my bathroom door, and dialed my phone, "9-1-1, how may we help?" A cool voiced picked up, "My father is hitting me... I need everything but fire-trucks sent." I went on to tell her my name and address while my father broke down the door. A few seconds after I hung up the door broke in and I screamed, and dropped my phone on the floor, and he started hitting me again... kicking my ribs, and arms and legs, he slapped me... and after I heard the sirens coming towards our house... my mind went black.

Chapter Two;
I'm Sorry I Can't Be Perfect...
Seb's P.O.V.
When I heard the sirens I darted back outside, and over to Jacie's house. I knew something was wrong. The cops were in there, and they were bringing her `dad' down the stairs in handcuffs.
When I got up to her room, I saw her bathroom door broken. "Shit..." I said and ran in... the men who drove the ambulance were lifting her onto a stretcher, and I noticed her phone was on the floor, so, I picked it up, and looked at the two guy's, "Can I uh... ride in there with her?" I asked, tears welling in my eyes. "Who are you?" On of them asked, "I'm her boyfriend." I replied, and the guy nodded, and we walked out into the ambulance. I cried the entire way there, while I was holding her hand. I called all of the guys... and looked through her speed dial for this `David' guy she was always talking about. "Hello?" A male voice answered, "Uh... hi...is this... David Desrosiers?" I asked, "Yes. Why? And who are you calling from Jacie's phone?" David asked, "Well, I'm her boyfriend-"I started, "She never-" He started, "No, we just started going out today. But, I'm her boyfriend Sebastien, just call me Seb, but, she's on her way to the hospital." I explained, "What? Why?" David asked panicked, "Her father beat her up... really bad this time." I explained, "Listen, I've got to go, just come to the hospital as soon as you can, she need's you here." I said, "Okay." I heard David say as I turned Jacie's phone off and put it in my pocket. I followed as far as I could before they said I couldn't follow anymore... and I met up with Pierre, some blonde guy, Jeff, Pat, and Chuck. I sat by Pierre and he looked at me. I looked dumb, because I had my sunglasses on, I didn't want them to know I was crying... but... they all had been... they all had red blotches on their faces. I took my sunglasses off, and looked at Pierre, and he nodded his head towards the blonde guy, "Who's that?" He asked, and I shrugged, I might know..." I said, getting up, "Uh... are you... David?" I asked quietly, "Yeah." He said in a small voice and wiped his eyes, "I'm David." He added, "Okay... well... I'm Seb, and that's Pierre, Jeff, Pat, and Chuck." I said, pointing to each in turn, "Guy's this is the David that Jacie tells us all about." I said and they all waved and went back to doing nothing. After about half an hour when Jacie was breathing right again, the doctor came in and told us to follow him. We went in, and we pulled chairs around her bed, "She's breathing okay... now... and she should be okay." He said, walking out. "Guys?" We heard Jacie ask, and we all looked at her, and smiled.
My P.O.V.
"Guys?" I asked, and I saw them look at me and smiled, "You all look scared... you really think I'd leave you six alone?" I asked jokingly... and that got a few chuckles, "This isn't the way I'd planned for you guys to meet David or David to meet you guys, but, here we are, eh?" I asked, smiling faintly. They all nodded, "Well... uh..." I said, smiling, "Who called 9-1-1 from your house?" Chuck asked, "... I did. I locked myself in my bathroom and called them... then he broke the door down and kicked the life out of me.." I said, "But... who called David... none of you knew him..." I said, "I did." Seb said, "He's on your speed-dial. So, I called him... I knew you'd want him there..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out my phone, "Keep it with you. I can't use it here." I said, and he smiled, "Had I not left you...' He started, "No, Sebastien, no. I told you to go, okay? It is not your fault!" I said shaking my head. He looked down, "Guys... I need everyone but Seb to stand outside for a sec." I said, and they all nodded and walked out. I patted the bed, "Sit... please?" I asked, and he nodded, and slowly sat down, "I.." He began, "No. Seb. I wanted you to leave so you wouldn't get hurt. I didn't-" I said, "No, no, no, no, no, no. I knew I shouldn't have left you. I knew he'd get even more mad when he saw me. I knew it. But I ran anyway." Seb said, crying, "No. Sebastien, listen. I don't care about these, they're broken bones. They'll heal. I have a concussion, but it will go away. I didn't want this to happen to you okay? Promise me you won't blame yourself." I said, and he looked away, "Promise me!" I said, crying. "I hate seeing you In pain... and I hate it when you cry..." Seb said, looking at me with watery eyes, "Then make this promise!" I begged, holding his hand, "I... okay. I promise." Seb said, smiling, "Thank you..." I said, and he leaned in but stopped, "Can we come in now?" Pierre asked, "Yeah." Seb and I both said at the same time. They all came in, "So..." David said, aimlessly, "Well... get to know them David! You guys get to know David!" I said, smiling. They sat there for an hour or so, and the doctor came in, "Visiting hours are over in five minutes. Please say your good byes. You can come back tomorrow at eight A.M." The doctor smiled, and walked out, "Aww." I pouted, "Well... night." Pierre said, kissing me on the cheek, and everyone but Seb did that, "Night." He smiled and kissed me on the lips, "Good night... come back tomorrow?" I asked, "I promise." He smiled.

Chapter Three;
Life Can Flip Over In One Night...

When I woke up the next morning in the hospital... it was seven-thirty. A full half-hour until they could come in to see me. I knew that all of they guys really wanted to be in a band... but none of us had money. I mean, Jeff still had a guitar and he knew how to play, and Chuck had drums and stuff. But, we didn't have a lot of money. I laid there for half-an-hour and I didn't notice it was eight until a hoard of boys bust through the door. "Hello!" I smiled, "The doctor said you can leave the day after the day after tomorrow." Pierre said, smiling. Seb sat on my bed and kissed my forehead, "Morning." I smiled and hugged him. "So, you guys like David?" I asked, "Hells yeah!" They all said together, "Well, David, do you like them?" I asked, "Oh yeah." David smiled. MY life is turning out to be way better already.
~*~Four days after getting out of the hospital~*~
They wouldn't let me move in with my parents, so, I moved into Seb's house and they took my father to prison for all of the years of child abuse... and the illegal drugs he did. Seb and I chare a room... sometimes. His parent's know we're dating, but mine don't... but I don't care about them. Anyway, I'm a lot happier now that I'm out of my old house and in Seb's. It also good that all of my friends know each other. I used to spend one night with David, and one night with the guys, now I can spend the time with all of my friends and not be afraid to get the crap beaten outta me for it. Anyway, we stayed at Seb's until my bones were healed.~*~I'm just going to skip ahead awhile. Reset is broken up and we're all sitting in Seb's basement. We've all graduated.~*~
"Reset was cool... but... it just got boring." Chuck and Pierre said at the same time while David nodded in agreement. I'm sitting on Seb's lap, because we are still going out (YAY). "Well... I know you guys always wanted to start a band together..." I said, looking around, "Yeah and?" Jeff asked. He had recently shaved his head, by the way. "Well... everyone here but Pat and I can play an instrument... so..." I said, trailing off, "Yeah... yeah!" Pierre smiled and hugged me, "Good idea!" I smiled, "Pat... you can be the guy who follows them around with a camera... not like it's any change..." I said, smiling, "And I'll..........." I said, thinking, "Follow us around!" They all said together, and I smiled, "Okay." I said in a mock reluctant voice. They all smiled and we all got up and did a big group hug... which was kind of weird, because you didn't know who or what you were touching... but, "Okay... lets decide who plays what." Pierre said, and we all sat down in our normal spots again, "I'll drum." Chuck said, smiling, "Wait." I said, and grabbed my purse and pulled out my notepad and pen, and wrote `Chuck- drummer' down, "Okay... next?" I asked, "I'll play a guitar." Seb smiled, and I wrote that down, "Guitar." Jeff said, and I wrote it down, "I will play the bass." David offered, so, I smiled, "Stuck with lead singer." So, I wrote it down, "I wanna sing!" David and Seb both said, "Back-up vocals." I explained and added that to their names, "Now... we need a band name." Pierre, Seb and I said together. "Well... this is a simple plan..." I said, smiling, "Hey............ Simple Plan!" Everyone (But David) said together, David actually said, `One-Legged-Purple-Chicken-Eaters' "Simple Plan it is!" I said and wrote it at the top. "Well...... now we need to find out some songs..." I said, and got up, "But first, we all need to go to bed. It's four A.M." I added, yawning. I went up to my room, while Seb showed the guys off. When they had all left, he walked into my room, "Hey Baby." He said, and I rolled over and smiled at him, "Hello." I smiled, and moved over so Seb could lay with me, "I take it you guys like my ideas." I said as he crawled in after taking his shirt off (He was wearing sweats) and smiled, "We love them." He smiled, "Well, good. Because I'm an evil genius." I smiled, "Good night." He laughed as he kissed my forehead and we both lay out head down, and fell asleep.

After a while, they guys' band was recognized, and they entered themselves in a contest, and whoever won got a record deal. ~*~They didn't get famous like this, but it's what I type that counts here. Okay?~*~ So far they were in the semi-finals against a band called, "Until They Sleep". "Tomorrow is the big day." I whispered to Seb when I woke up, and saw him smiling at me, "I know. And I want you to be there with me." He asked, "But... I'm not in the band." I said, "I can't be on there." I said, sadly, "Well... be in the front row then?" He asked me, and I smiled and nodded, "Okay. I'll be front row, singing along. What song?" I asked. "Perfect... I said it had to be the one you wrote for us." He smiled. True. I did write it for them... and it was originally a poem I showed them, then they added music and made it their best and favorite song. "Okay. I'll be in the front row, smiling, with my lighter in the air, singing Perfect, with Patrick right beside me, filming." I said, kissing him, "Wake up!" We heard Seb's dad call, "Your friends are here." He said, and I smiled, "I'll be down in half an hour." I smiled and he nodded and got up, and walked to his room, and changed as I got into the shower. When I was done everything, I went down into the basement I was met with a bunch of cheers, "You made it so we got this far... so... HUGS!" Pierre said, and I was bombarded by hugs and kisses on my forehead and cheeks, "Okay, okay." I said, smiling. The guys and I sat down, "So, Seb and I were talking this morning and-" I said, but Jeff smiled, "Talking as in, making out?" He asked, "No. Talking as in talking, ass. Anyway, we were talking, and since I can't be onstage with you, I'll be in the front row with my lighter singing, with Pat beside me." Seb nodded, and Pat went wide eyed, "Beside you? What?" He joked, and I smiled and threw an empty fruit-by-the-foot box at him, "Shuddup." I said, laughing when the box made contact with his head. When Seb's mom came down we all looked at her... she only came down when food was ready... but lately she wanted to hear the band play. "Hello." She smiled, "Yo." We all said, and she beamed, "I have a few friends over... and they want to hear you guys play..." she started, "Yeah, bring them down. We'll set up." Pierre said. They guys all got up and started setting up the instruments. Pat grabbed his camera and started getting ready. When they were all set up we called his mom and their friends down, and sat them on the couch. We played Perfect... the song we hoped would get us a record label. Seb's mom and her friends smiled and applauded, and the guys took a bow, "That song was written by our one and only, Jacie Gillis, standing right there." Pierre said, pointing at me off to the side. I simply blushed, and smiled, Pat catching this all on tape. After Seb's mom and her friends all went back upstairs, and kicked Pat, "Stupid camera." I said, flopping onto the couch, "I hate getting video taped and crap like that." I mumbled and Pat smiled, "Oh.... you should NOT have said that!" He said, laughing, and I rolled my eyes, "If you're going to travel with us, you're gonna get taped." Jeff said, scratching his bald head, everyone nodded... even Seb, "Ugh. Fine." I said, getting up, "One sec, I need water." I said, climbing the stairs and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, and going back downstairs, "So, what're we going to do today?" I asked, and they all shrugged as I sat on Seb's knee, "Dunno." He muttered, and I rolled my eyes, "You guys are boring." I said, smiling. ~*~Next day. It's like... fifteen minutes before the band goes on to perform.~*~ "Hurry the hell up!" I heard Pat scold, as Pierre helped Chuck set his drums up, "We're going!" Seb said, running past, I smiled, "It's like a fuggin ant hill here." I said to Pat, and he nodded. A few minutes later they were done setting up, the announcer's voice came on, "And, now, Simple Plan!" He said, and I kissed Seb and Pat and I ran down into the audience, "HELLO!" Pierre yelled over the girls who were screaming at them, "The song we're going to play was written by one of the bands best friends, Jacie Gillis, and she's in the front row by our camera guy, Pat. The song is called, Perfect!" Pierre finished, and the song started, and I smiled, and Pat turned his camera on, as I got ready to light my lighter. "...I'm sorry I can't be perfect. Now it's just to late, and we can't go back, I'm sorry I can't be perfect..." I lit my lighter, and so did many other people, and started waving it in the air, "Nothing's gonna change the things that you said, and nothings, gonna make this right again, please don't turn your back, I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you, but you don't understand... 'cuz we lost it all, nothing lasts forever, I'm sorry I can't be perfect, now it's just too late, and we can't go back, I'm sorry I can't be perfect. 'cuz we lost it all nothing lasts forever, I'm sorry I can't be perfect, now it's just to late, and we can't go back, I'm sorry I can't be perfect." Pierre finished, all the entire song, I was singing along, on the verge of tears... because I knew that this song relates to a million different kids feelings... and it was about my stupid fucking father. When they were done they smiled and waved me and Pat on, so, we climbed up, and smiled and waved, Pat went around taping the guys, and the audience, and I went over to Seb, and held his hand, Pierre walked over, "Heheh... Jacie... Seb wants to say something into the microphone." He smiled, and handed the mic to Seb and Seb grinned, "You know how Jacie wrote that song?" He asked, and the audience all yelled in reply, "Well, this, is Jacie. She's had a rough life, and, she is also, MY girlfriend!" Seb said into the mic, and kissed my forehead, and I smiled and chased after Pat... who, again, had caught the moment on tape. When I had successfully caught him and slapped his back, I ran back on stage over to Seb, "Yes, it's true!" I said into the mic, and they all clapped or said 'Aww'. All of a sudden the guy who was holding the contest, came on stage and walked up to the mic, "Well, the judges have decided, that the winner is... SIMPLE PLAN!" He yelled, and we all jumped, and smiled, and went into a big awkward group hug, and the fans yelled and cheered, even 'wooted'. Pierre walked over, and Pat, Chuck, Seb, David, Jeff, and I all followed suit. We took the certificate, and the little paper telling us where to go tomorrow, and waved to the crowd, "ENCORE! ENCORE!" They all chanted and the guys smiled, "Fine! I'm Just A Kid." Pierre said, and all of the guys got back to their spots and Pat and I walked around to Pierre, and the song started... 'I woke up it was seven, waited till eleven, just to figure out that no one would call I think I got a lot of friends but I don't hear from them, what's another night all alone? when your spending everyday on your own and here it goes... I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare, I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair, nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me tonight. And maybe when the night is dead, I'll crawl into my bed, staring at these four walls again, I'll try to think about the last time, I had a good time, everyone's got somewhere to go, and they're gonna leave me here on my own and here it goes... I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare, I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair, nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me tonight. What the fuck is wrong with me? Don't fit in with anybody, how did this happen to me? Wide awake I'm bored and I can't fall asleep, and every night is the worst night ever... I'm just a kid... I'm just a kid... I'm just a kid... I'm just a kid... I'm just a kid... I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare, I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair, nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is, nobody wants to be alone in the world. I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare, I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair, nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is, nobody wants to be alone in the world, nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me tonight. I'm all alone tonight. Nobody cares tonight. `Cause I'm just a kid tonight.' Everyone cheered as we walked off, and I jumped on Seb as soon as we were both backstage, "YOU GUYS WON!" I screamed, "We won!" Seb corrected, and kissed me, "We all won." He said, spinning me around, and I felt the familiar air through my hair, "We all won!" Pierre smiled. We did the big group hug thing again, "This call for a party." Pierre smiled as soon as the hug broke apart. "Pierre, you party fiend." Pat ad I said together, and nodded, "Sure. But, you have to do all of the calling." I said, smiling. "It can be in my BASMENT. My parents'll me out, I still gotta ask 'em though. And ONLY IN THE BASEMENT." Seb warned. So, we all went home (to our ACTUAL homes... not Seb's basement.) and chilled. "Mom?" Seb asked, walking into the house, "Yes, sweetums?" She asked, and Seb rolled his eyes, "Uh... we won!" He said, and his mother hugged him, and then me, "But, we were wondering if we could maybe have a party while you're out..." Seb said, "Well... if you promise everyone will stay in the basement and there will be absolutely no one going up into the main floor or upstairs." His mom warned, "We promise. The house will be locked. The only doors unlocked would be the basement bathroom, and the door to get into the basement from outside." He said, and I nodded, "Fine." His mom sighed, and we smiled, "We've gotta call the guys." I called Pierre from my cell as David used the actual phone to call David, Chuck and Jeff. "Hey, Pierre, we can have the party here. No one can go into anywhere but the basement." I said, and Pierre laughed, "Okay, I'll start inviting people. You two call the other guys." We both agreed and hung up, I called Pat, and by six, the basement was starting to fill up. Seb and I had done as promised and locked all of the doors but the two that had to be unlocked, and the seven of us were sitting on the couches and sipping our drinks... when a random drunk came up, "You guys, good do at playing." We all nodded, and I moved onto Seb's lap, "Righto..." I said, pushing him away from me, "Pierre... do you know half of these people?" I asked, "Well... people brought friends.. who brought friends." He said, looking around cautiously. "I do know my friend brought a few guys who were visiting him. He brought four guy from Maryland or something..." Pierre said, looking around, "Uhh... right." I smiled and leaned backwards into Seb, "So, do you think you got us farther then we would've gotten?" Seb asked me, "Maybe." I smiled and kissed his cheek, "Hey, Marshal! Where'd the four guys you brought go?" I heard Pierre ask, so I looked up, and I saw a guy sit by Pierre, "Uh... somewhere in the basement." Marshal joked, and looked around, "Oi, Joel, where's everyone else go?" He asked a skinny guy, I'm just going to find 'em. I'll bring them over here to meet these guy when I round them all up." The 'Joel' guy said, smiling. Marshal nodded, and looked at me, "You're Jacie, right?" He asked, and I nodded, "You're a pretty good writer." Marshal complimented, "Thanks. 'Perfect' was actually a poem I wrote that they added music too." I smiled and watched a group of four guys walk up... Joel was one of them, "Marshal. Quit your damn flirting, and listen. I got them all... for now." He said, grabbing at a kid's (who looked a lot like Joel) wrist, "Stay here man." Joel said, and the guy smiled, "I need more to drink ass." The guy said, "Wait." Joel said, "Anyway..." Joel added, "These are 'Simple Plan'." The three guys behind Joel smiled and waved, "Well... five of them are. Two of them are... er... buddies." Joel smiled, "Here," Pierre said, getting up, "I'm Pierre, this is David, Seb, Chuck and Jeff. We're all part of the band," Pierre said, pointing to each in turn, "This is Pat he camera guy," He said, pointing to Pat, "And this is Jacie. She does a bunch of stuff. She helped us get where we are." Pierre said, sitting back down, I blushed and waved, "Shuddup." I said to Pierre, smiling. Joel smiled, "Hey. I'm Joel, this is my twin, Benji," He said, pointing to the kid who looked like him, "This is Billy, and Paul." He said, pointing to the last two guys in turn, and we all waved, "'Kay, I'm going to get a drink now. I'll be back in a second." Benji said, walking off. The guys and I made room for Joel, Billy and Paul to sit, and made an extra seat by me and Seb for Benji. Benji came back, holding his drink, and sat beside Seb and I, "So, Jacie." Benji said, smiling, I looked over at him, "Yes?" I asked. Everyone around me was in deep conversation, weather about music, t.v. or drinks, it was conversation, "Well, you wrote that last song...Perfect?" He asked, and I nodded, "It was a poem I wrote, they just added music." I smiled, and he nodded, "My brother, Billy and Paul want to start a band." Benji said, nodding, "It'll be so awesome. The fact that it'll be four or five kids, who all had shitty lives, making themselves known and stuff." I smiled, "Believe it or not, I had a crappy life." I said, quietly, "Really? How?" Benji asked, amazed I could have a crappy life, "Well, I've only really had six friends, and until a few months ago I was beaten by my father almost daily." I explained, and he nodded, "I don't really remember my dad. All I remember is that he was an ass, and one Christmas Eve, he went to the store, and we never saw him again. My mom had no job, and she had to take care of me, Joel, and my brother, and sister." Benji explained, and I nodded, "Our lives both suck major ass. But, let's move onto a different topic." I said. I had said this because I didn't want anyone to see me cry... the only people who had seen me cry were the two people I used to call parents, Seb, David, Pierre, Jeff, Chuck, Pat, and Seb's parents. Benji nodded, and smiled, "So... what's up?" I asked, "Well... besides the fact we just won a record deal, not much." I smiled, "Hey, Jacie?" Marshal asked, "Yeah?" I said, turning to face Marshal~*~B.T.W.; I'm still sitting on Seb's lap.~*~ "How'd you come up with the words for Perfect?" He asked, and Joel, Billy and Paul, said 'yeah' or nodded in agreement, "Well... I have a shitty past. That's all." I said, looking around the room, "I'll be right back." I whispered to Seb, and got up, and walked to the refreshments table. As I was filling up my drink I heard a guy behind me say, "Hey baby." In a slurred voice, so, I turned around after filling my cup, "I'm not your 'baby' and nor will I ever be." I said in a harsh tone, "Oh really?" He asked, and moved in towards me, and pushing me into a wall, forcing his lips onto mine, and I couldn't even struggle, he had my wrists in a firm grip on the wall... when I saw Seb come he looked... pissed. I'd never seen him like that before. "What the fuck are you doing?" He said, once he was close enough, punching the guy, "No, Seb, I-" I started, "Jacie, what're you doing?" He asked, grabbing my hand. He led me outside, onto his lawn, "Just because we won doesn't mean you can cheat on me!" Seb said, enraged, "No, Seb, I was filling my drink and the guy forced me against the wall! I didn't know what the hell was going on, and I could get him off of me! I'm not strong enough to push a drunk guy off of me, and you damn-well know that!" I said, falling to the ground, crying, "I... I..." Seb said, and fell silent, and kneeled down beside me, "I'm sorry... I was... I just got jealous and thought-" He said, "Seb," I cut him off, "Why would you think I would cheat on you? You've always, ALWAYS been there to catch me when I fall. I couldn't do that to you. You KNOW I wouldn't even have the heart to do that!" I cried, and he pulled me into a hug, "I know... and I'm sorry. I just wasn't thinking straight. I'm sorry." He said, and I cried into his shirt, "Shhh, it's going to be okay. Don't cry. Remember last time you were in the hospital, and I told you I hated to see you in pain... and i hated to see you cry?" Seb asked, and I looked up, and nodded, and he put his hand on my cheek, and used his thumb to wipe away the tears that hadn't fallen from my face, "Yeah. I remember." I said, smiling, "And I made you promise you wouldn't blame yourself." I said, hugging him, "C'mon." He said, helping me up, "Wait." I said, reaching into my purse. I pulled out a mirror and fixed my make-up, and we went back inside. I grabbed another drink and walked back to the couch, "What took you two so long?" Chuck asked, "Long story. I'll tell you later." Seb whispered, and Chuck nodded. At about three the people who had had something to drink, got people who hadn't to drive them home. At about four it was Seb, Pierre, David, Jeff, Pat, Chuck, Marshal, Joel, Billy, Benji, Paul, and I alone in the basement. "Jacie, remember when you went to get a drink, and it took you ten minutes?" Joel asked, "Yeah?" I asked. I knew the time had come to tell them all what had happened, "What took you so long?" Billy asked, "Well..." I started, and Seb took over, "A guy pinned her to the wall, and I helped her get out of his grip, and we went outside to talk." He said, and all of the guys nodded, and I sighed, "Thanks." I whispered, and put my head underneath his, "Well. We should go." Marshal said, getting up, "Okay... come by sometime before you four leave, okay?" I asked Benji, Joel, Billy and Paul, "Sure as hell." Joel smiled. Over the night the four of them and the seven of us really got to know each other. I smiled and waved as they walked outside, "You five can stay here tonight." We heard Seb's dad say. Turns out he had been standing there for five minutes. We all smiled and walked upstairs. We all found a way to sleep somewhere. Pierre and David both stayed in my room (Pierre on the bed, David on the floor), Pat and Chuck in one of the spare rooms (Pat on the bed, Chuck on the couch), and Jeff got the other spare room. Seb and I shared his bed. "Good night." Seb said, climbing into bed, "Wait." I said, and he looked at me, "Yeah?" He asked, and I flipped on the bedside lamp, "I need to tell you something... and I don't remember if I ever told you this before." I said, looking at him, "What?" He asked, and it looked like worry was taking over him... "Well... Sebastien... I think... I think I love you... no... I know I love you." I said, looking at him sigh in relief.
Seb's P.O.V.
"I don't know if I ever told you this before." Jacie said, looking at me, "What?" I asked, perplexed, "Well... Sebastien... I think... I think I love you... no... I know I love you." She said, looking at me as I sighed in relief. "Really?" I asked, and she nodded, "Really really." She whispered, 'How am I going to tell her what I've been hesitating to tell her this whole time?' I asked myself in my head, "Well..." I began, and she looked at me, and all I could see in her eyes was love... and worry. 'What's she worried about?' I asked myself, "Well..." I said again, "It's a good thing that you know you love me, because... I love you too." I said, and she smiled.
Jacie's P.O.V.
"Wow..." I smiled, and blushed, then, I saw him moving in, closer... and closer, and he kissed me. It wasn't like every other kiss we shared either. I was like... it was as if everything were more detailed and I could see clearer. It was more... passionate... and it lasted four times longer. When he pulled away I kept my eyes closed, and sighed, and when I opened them, I saw him, smiling, "Good night." He whispered softly. and I nodded, it was as if that kiss had... made it so I couldn't speak. I was in awe. He had never kissed me like that... ever. I was as if he put his whole self in that kiss. As I clicked of the light, I thought 'Wow... things really can flip over in one night...' and fell asleep to the heartbeat of Seb.