For the first time EVER, I have actually written/published two chapters IN A WEEK. THIS = GOALS. Anyways, thanks for all the people that have read and voted on this story, but I still haven't gotten my first comment yet:/ But seriously though, THANK YOU. And this chapter is dedicated to jennaringpop 

I walk over to my 10-yr. old baby. Yep, you heard right. Her name is Shay. Oh, I think I forgot one little detail; she's my Honda Civic. Oops.

I rev her up and I make my way easily through the crowded neighborhood near my school. Right as I get into the car, it starts to rain heavily, and I gladly thank karma for being on my side for once in my life.

I was on a mission; a mission to see which chic my brother had decided to bang while I was in need. That asshole. He calls me like everyday to check up on me, and yet the one time I call him, he decides not to pick up.

I cross an intersection and enter the nearby freeway. I listen to the constant thudding of the rain against the glass and I'm at ease.

I've always loved the rain, and as cliché as it sounds, I love to dance in it too. Ever since I can remember, I've always been a dancer. Don't get me wrong, I love to sing, but singing never gave me that thrill, the thrill of just being alive with every fiber of your being, not just your larynx/vocal chords. To me, dancing was singing with your body. I think that's why I was part of the singing community for as long as I was; when I sang I was allowed to dance to my song as well.

Sophia knew this; she had always had my back when a certain director or judge had wanted me to just sing. She would always, somehow, change their minds to let me dance as well. Without the dance, my singing was just like any other person's, but with it, you would think that I was Beyoncé's daughter herself.

Reminiscing over my memories over the years I felt an urge to just turn up the radio and belt out whatever music was on, so that's exactly what I did. I switch it on, turn up the volume, and I start to hear "Amnesia" by 5SOS. Perfect.

"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted

I thought about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tasted

And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine

Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?

When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all..."

The music starts to fade in my ears and start to remember a time of when it was me, Bea, Mike, Luke, and the rest of the Purple Pandas. My mouth twitched up into a smile as I remember our middle school years, and all the arguments and laughs that lead up to the band, but I frowned as I started to remember when I left and all the pain and joy that followed me in that stage of my life.

This makes me feel old.

I take the exit and after another five contemplative minutes, I reach a building under the name Alexander's Mental Health Hospital.

It's actually quite a short building, about two stories tall, not like any of those other hospitals which belong in downtown along with all of the other skyscrapers located there. It has a homey feel to it, and I should know, since I decorated the place only like three years ago, when it first opened.

I walk in to the smell of citrus and mint and I sigh. As weird as it may seem, this place was my place. It was my comfort zone, a place where I didn't have to pretend. All my barriers dropped when I was in this building, and I felt at ease. It was honestly a wonderful feeling. I'm not sure why, but I think it has to do with the fact that the people that reside here don't judge you. They're labeled misfits by society themselves, and even though it didn't seem like it, I was also a misfit. Maybe that's why I fit in so well with my old friends; because we were just a group of people that felt like we never belonged, and that was the source of our bonding.

I walked up to Gina, an old, dark-skinned lady with bushy hair and kind eyes. Her eyes looked like they had seen a lot since I had last visited, and so I pulled up a chair and silently begged her to unleash her new torrent of stories. She silently laughed and complied, and started on her recent bout of tales.

"Jared felt hungry and didn't think to ask the cook to make him food, so instead he dove his hand into the fishbowl and tried to eat poor Larry, but Alex had walked by and calmed him down enough to not feel like eating him. Dev finally decided to come out of his room, but he's still not talking to the others, but he'll come around. Julia is adapting well to the staff, and I can't be too sure, but I think I might spot some..." She wiggled her eyebrows and winked at me before saying, " between her and Brad."

I started to laugh until you couldn't hear a laugh; the type of laugh where people looked at you strangely and decide to not question it.

I give Gina a genuine smile and say, "Thanks Gina, I needed that."

She replied back with another one of her charming smiles and said, "Anytime sweetheart, you know where to find me."

"Speaking of finding people do you know where-"

"My sexy, handsome, charming, funny, awesome brother is?"

I scowl and look at Gina and say, "I think I found the guy." She gives off a hearty laugh, a laugh that makes everybody want to join in and soon enough, me, Gina, and a deep bellow all join in.

I keep the smile on my face and I'm faced with my dear brother. At 6' 4", paired with rock hard abs, and a "wonderful" face (I call bullshit on this one), he's apparently a huge playboy, but I knew better. On the inside, he was a huge, fluffy, warm, teddy bear who needed to satisfy his needs every now and then. Even when he did "do the deed", I've heard that he leaves his one night stands with candy or some sort of gift when they leave because apparently he feels bad. I find that hilarious, but he doesn't, trust me, I've actually brought this up with him multiple times before.

Anyways, aside from my brother's non-existent love life, I started to remember why I was even here in the first place. "Alex, when you screw a girl, you can't just completely forget about the rest of the world. You still have a family whether you believe it or not. In fact, at the rate you're going, you might even have a bigger family than the one I'm talking about."

I smirked and it was his turn to scowl back at me.

A faint chuckling was heard in the background, and our ever-famous Julia popped out, along with her "friend". She looked over at us and she and Brad went over to Gina and started talking in low tones.

I raised an eyebrow and looked at Alex and he nervously cleared his throat and he gestured to his office.

He turned on his heels and I followed him into his office. I walked in, and I saw my wonderful decorations still hanging all over his office, and I smile. There was confetti on top of his bookshelf in the corner, and there were paper cut outs hanging from the roof. The wall was decorated with snowflakes, and there were drawings from when we were kids as well as many embarrassing pictures of him, some of them including me, but I didn't care. He was my brother, the one guy that had always had my back throughout the thick and thin, and I was pretty thankful for that.

Alex turned back to face me and he smiled at the expression that my face held. I went up and hugged him, a hug that conveyed all my gratefulness and love for him just being there.

The hug wasn't enough to put him at ease though.

He cleared his throat and looked straight at me and said, "Julia thinks that she might be umm...you know...umm..." "You're kidding me, right?" I flat out said.

"Well, she's missed more than a month, and apparently she and Brad have been getting pretty intimate lately."

"Is it really that hard for him to keep it in his pants?" "Well, Len, you know how it is-" "Alex, we're talking about a BABY here, not just some random, ugh, I don't know, but this isn't some small matter!" "Len, don't you think I know that!?"

"Well...I was just making sure that you were aware of how dire the situation is."

"You never fail to make sure that I'm stressed out do you?" "Yep," I said cheerfully. He cracked a smile and then sighed.

Wait. Julia was smiling.

"Alex?" "Yeah Len?" "Why was Julia smiling when she came in?"

Alex replied saying, "She thinks that even if she is, you know-" "Pregnant?" "Yeah, that-" "No, no, it's not that, it's PREGNANT, say it with me, PREG-NANT."

After making sure that he knew how to pronounce the word (and thoroughly embarrassing him in the process), I finally calmed down from laughing till my tummy hurt from laughing too hard, and I tell him to continue with whatever he was saying.

"Well, she believes that even though she might be pregnant," he looks at me and I smile back, "we would be able to take care of both her and the baby."

Wow.

"Who does she think is going to pay for all of this?" I ask.

"I have absolutely no clue."

"So then...." "Yeah." "Do we know for sure that Brad's the dad?" "Well, I personally haven't asked that many questions, but right now, my fingers are crossed that she's not even pregnant, because they haven't released her results yet."

"Isn't this going to affect her own health as well? I mean, Alex, you know she's anorexic, you can't just expect her to suddenly eat enough food for both her and a baby!"

"Lenora, stop belittling me, OK?" You're not mom, and even if you were, I'm an adult now, so calm down. And yes, I do think that I know why one of my patients is even here in the first place, I mean I am the doctor that she refers to when it comes to her issue with anorexia, but I am NOT going to be her gynecologist, that's just-no."

I just sigh and look away. Alex looks at me warily before raising up both of his eyebrows. "So what did you come here for? Why did you call me earlier?"

I look at him and smile. "So now you remember? After like, 30 years? Wow, you should get an award."

He says, "I know right? I should be interviewed on Ellen, and maybe show up in like The People magazine as well."

We both crack up a little and I let out little spurts of laughter. I calm down and say, "Well, today was my first day, right?" His response: "Yeah."

"Well, the day started off with people decorating my locker because-" "HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Wow, I really do suck, my baby sister's turning 17! Shiz, I didn't get you a present..." I glare at him playfully, and he backtracks. "No, I got you a present, but it's still on the way, you'll see it soon, just wait..."

I just chuckle and he smiles sheepishly in return and I continue on with the story. I go over everything except chocolate boy; for some reason, I don't feel like sharing him yet; don't ask me why, but I don't.

By the time I'm done with the story, he looks ready to punch something. Ah, now that's the Alex that I know.

"I want to meet this girl, and not in the pervy way. No one messes with my birthday girl."

I look at him and I frown. "Except for your one night stands. You need to find a legit girlfriend Alex, I mean, what if you pull a Julia?"

He thinks about the reference and chuckles. "Don't worry, I'm protected." He gives me a wink and I sigh. "You can never be too protected."

"Well..." he trails off.

I head for the door. "I'm just gonna go now. What should I tell mom?"

"Tell her I'll come home tonight, but I'm gonna be late."

"K, see ya Lexi."

He scowls back and I chuckle. "See ya LeDORA."

I answer back with the slam of his office door.

Picture: Alexander Moore

Video: "Amnesia" by 5SOS

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