Chapter Five

Blast From The Past--5 (AJ)

Club Bongo. THE most happening place in Orlando. I walked in and looked around. Nick told me he'd probably be here. Wait a second. Is that him, rapping? There was a big crowd gathered watching two people rapping to "Gettin Jigy Wit It." I pushed myself to the front of the crowd. Nick was there, along with this beautiful girl. There was something about her...
After the song was over, Nick wandered off. I decided to go over to the girl. "Hey, I'm AJ. Wanna dance?"

A look of panic crossed her face, god knows why. "Umm..you kow what? I would, but, I gotta go sit down. Yeah," she said, nervously backing away. "Ok, bye." And she leaves. I'm not that scary, am I? Nah, she's probably just one of those insecure chicks.

I decided to go find Nick. I found him sitting with Howie, this girl I used to know named Liz, that insecure chick, and some girl I didn't know.

I pulled up a chair. "I'm AJ," I said to the girl.

"Erin. This is becoming some sort of Backstreet convention. Geez." I wasn't paying much attention, though. I was too busy looking at the insecure chick. She had the nicest smile...

"You know, you never did tell me your name." See, all I gotta do is turn on the charm.

She just looked at me. "You mean, you don't..." I don't what? She shook her head, as if to clear her thoughts. "My name's Kat." Huh.

"I used to know a girl named Kat."

Kat stood up. "Guys are so stupid," she muttered before storming off.

I tore my eyes away from her to notice that Nick, Howie, Liz, and Erin were all looking at me, trying not to laugh.

"What?" That just set them off.

"Think about it, AJ," Liz said, wiping tears from her eyes. I'm not THAT funny.

"Think about WHAT?"

"God, AJ. That was Kat. YOUR Kat," Howie told me. Oh.

"You're kidding. But she looked so...wow."

"If I were you, I'd go find her," Nick advised. Good. I deserved some answers. Wait...

"She had her hair down? She hardly ever wears it down," I said as I stood up.

"GO!" everybody shouted. Going, going...


(KAT)
Guys are so dumb. Seriously. I was sitting on the beach, watching the ocean. Club Bongo's right on the shore. There's this deck at the club facing the ocean, so I could hear the music. I started softly singing to Westlife's "Swear It Again." "...all over again..."
I heard someone come up behind me. I knew who it was without even looking up. I sighed. "What do you want, AJ?"

"How have you been the past 6 years?" he asked sarcastically.

"What does it matter?"

"It matters a lot. It matters that you didn't care enough to say good-bye."

"Ummm hello? You were in Europe, remember?"

"Well if you wanted to break up, you could have at least told me before I left for Europe."

"You think I WANTED all this to happen?"

"YEAH!"

Oh, that did it. I stood up and looked at him. "Yeah, AJ. You're SO right. I WANTED to go home that day and have my parents tell me about the divorce! I WANTED my family to split in half! I WANTED to move to Philadelphia a week after you went to Europe! I WANTED to leave all my friends!" By now, I was crying. I could hear "Crash and Burn" by Savage Garden playing. How ironic. I continued on. "I WANTED to leave you without ever saying good-bye! I WANTED to not see ANYONE down here for 6 years! How could you even THINK for a SECOND that I didn't care?" I was so fed up that I threw my shoes down the stupid beach.

AJ opened his mouth to say something, but I didn't want to hear it. "Aj, just shut up. I don't even wanna hear it."

I turned and started down the beach to get my shoes, but AJ grabbed my wrist and yanked me around so that I faced him. Uh oh. Boy, was I scared. He grabbed my shoulders and kissed me so hard I almost fell over. And as much as I hate guys right now, I kinda liked it. Actually, I've always liked the way he kissed. It's just like, wow. Anyway, when he let me go, I didn't know what to do. So, I ran. I bolted down that beach like there was no tomorrow, which wasn't a smart thing to do, considering I was wearing a dress. Don't ask me why I left AJ standing there, I don't even know. I've always been a good runner, so I must have made it half a mile down the beach before I collapsed on the sand, bawling like a baby.


(AJ)
Women. Go figure. I'll never understand them. I walked down the beach and picked up Kat's shoes. Her feet are so small. I walked down farther until I found her, sound asleep. It never took much for her to doze off. I set her shoes down, and covered her with my jacket. I figured she'd need it. I'd wake her up, but she would probably punch me in her sleep. She did that once, too. I had a black eye for three days. I took one last look at her and headed back down the beach.


(KAT)
I woke up freezing. I know what you're probably thinking. It's Florida! It doesn't get cold in Florida! Wanna bet? It probably wasn't THAT cold, but I had my little halter dress on. I sat up and remembered what had happened, my eyes misting over. I really didn't want to cry. I HATE crying. But I couldn't stop the tears from coming. So I pulled AJ's jacket around me, looked out at the waves, and cried. At least, I think it was AJ's jacket. It was just here when I woke up. So were my shoes. He probably left them here. I took a deep breath, letting in the scent of his cologne. I don't know how long I was out there. I didn't have a watch. It could have been minutes, or even hours. All I know is that I was crying the whole time. Eventually I heard my friends.

"Hey, guys! There she is!" Liz cried out. Everyone came over. "You ok, Kat?"

I couldn't talk, so I just shook my head. Liz reached over and gave me a hug, which was just what I needed. "Come on. Let's go home."


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