12:13:37pm Saturday August 5th, 2012
Have you ever had a time where you just felt nervous? You don't know why, you just felt nervous? That, somewhere in the pit of your stomach you have butterflies that you feel are trying to tell you something? Well that's how I felt that morning. I couldn't help but feel like I was missing something. I just knew something big was going to happen that day; I just couldn't quite put my finger on what it might be.
I was on my way to the warehouse to hang out with my best friend Jason and his gang. Yes, it's an actual gang. They weren't bad people though. In fact, they are law abiding citizens that formed a gang to protect their neighborhood. They never broke the law, at least that I know of anyway. Jason was the sweetest person I had ever met and he would never have done anything to hurt anyone.
The walk from my parents' apartment to the warehouse seemed shorter than usual as I walked up the broken pathway to the door I knocked the secret pattern that Jason taught me and waited patiently for the door to open. In the few seconds of waiting, I felt like someone was watching me. I turned around and let my eyes scan everything around me, but all they saw was an empty street.
I shrugged and turned back around as the door opened just enough for me to walk through. I slid in through the little opening and the door slid closed again. I turned and smiled at Jason's right hand man as he walked away from the door.
"Hey Aaron, Is Jason here yet?" Aaron shrugged and sat down on the ratty couch by the stairs.
"Haven't seen him yet." I frowned and flopped down on the couch next to him. Aaron was the only one in the gang who lived in the ware house. His parents died a few years before and he didn't want to live in a group home, so he ran away. Even though I didn't know him until he joined the gang, I considered him my big brother. I didn't have any real siblings, so the gang became that for me. Aaron and I looked a lot alike. If you didn't know us you would think we were actually related. We both had blonde hair, though mine hair was curly and his wasn't, and crystal clear blue eyes. And strangely enough, we had the same nose.
"I'll just hang out with you then." I laid down against the arm of the couch and put my legs up on Aaron's lap. "Did you sleep well last night?" His response was a simple little 'ugh', so I knew he didn't sleep at all. "Why didn't you sleep?" I asked sounding almost like a bossy adult.
"Couldn't fall asleep. I had butterflies dancing in my stomach all night." He smirked. "I don't even know what I was nervous about."
"That's how I feel right now." I dropped my feet onto the floor and sat up. "I've felt so totally nervous ever since I woke up, and I have no clue why."
"Well… Maybe you're nervous because of this." He had a teasing tone in his voice that he only got about certain things. One was when he knew something you didn't and the other he always got right before he was about to tickle me. I hoped and hoped it was the first one, but no. It was the latter. He instantly stuck his fingers in my armpits and wiggled them. I squealed and scooted to the end of the couch.
"No don't tickle me!" That's one thing I hated about myself. I was so incredibly ticklish, and Aaron knew it. He smiled deviously at me and pounced. He started tickling me like crazy, and all I could do was laugh and flail around. I kicked my legs around and swung my arms around everywhere giggling like a maniac. "No! Aaron stop!" lucky for me, he did stop. That is until he grabbed my leg, pulled my shoe off, and began tickling the most ticklish spot on my entire body. My foot.
I instantly shot straight up and kicked my leg, trying hard to get it away from him, all the while still giggling like crazy. He grabbed my other leg and pulled it out from under me, making me fall back onto the couch. He sat down on my legs and pulled my other shoe off.
"NO, NO, NO!!!!!" He began tickling both feet. I started laughing so hard, all you could hear of me were my gasps for breath, because I stopped breathing. I managed to get a 'please' out and he finally stopped. I grabbed my legs and pulled my feet underneath me so he couldn't tickle them again. I sat there for a minute panting, trying to catch my breath after laughing so hard. Aaron looked at me with a huge smile on his face.
"Meany," I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed. Aaron sat back down on the couch next to me still laughing a little. "You're such a butt head." He smiled bigger, showing his teeth.
"A butt head that you love." I smiled at him.
"Yeah, I guess I do love you, big bro." We both smiled. I suddenly felt my stomach growling at me viciously. "Hey, did you restock the fridge? I am sooo hungry!" Aaron laughed at me.
"You're always hungry."
"Yeah it's restocked. Have at it piggy." I smiled and ran into the makeshift kitchen we had in the warehouse. I walked to the old fridge and grabbed the handle, which then broke off when I tried to open the door.
"Hmm…?" He didn't get up, just sat there.
"The door handle to the fridge just broke off." He groaned and got up.
"It did that three times yesterday." He walked over and grabbed the handle out of my hand. He put it back in place and grabbed a roll of duct tape off the table. When he finished attacking the fridge with duct tape, the handle looked pretty secure. He opened the fridge and smiled. "There."
"Thank you Aaron." I dove into the fridge and started looking for something to eat. He grabbed a soda from the top shelf and sat down at the table. I found some food and sat down across from him. I started stuffing my face full with food and he chuckled.
"You look like a chipmunk." I looked up and glared at him.
"I do not," I said with my mouth full.
"Yeah, you do." I frowned and continued to eat. When I was finishing a bite he decided to talk about something I hated. School.
"Are you excited for school to start?" He took a drink of his soda and leaned back in his chair.
"Are you kidding?" I looked at him in semi-shock. "How can I be excited to go back to that stupid private school? Everyone there hates me. I just want to drop out." Aaron's usual soft, joking expression changed to a completely serious one.
"Adalynn. You are not going to drop out."
"Excuse me?" I was a little surprised; he didn't usually give orders or tell people what to do. "I can drop out if I want to."
"No, Adalynn. You can't drop out of school." He shook his head and leaned closer to me, still with the serious look on his face. "You will never get anywhere in life if you drop out. You'll be stuck living in a warehouse and getting all your money from your best friend." He was talking about himself.
"Aaron there's nothing wrong with-" He cut me off.
"Promise me Adalynn. Promise me you won't drop out." He stared me down, waiting for me to promise.
"I promise I won't drop out." He smiled and took another drink of his soda. I continued eating like a pig. Someone knocked on the door with the secret knock. Aaron stood up and walked over to the ware house door. He unlocked it and slid it open and Jason walked in.
"Hey Aaron, sleep well?" Aaron gave him the same response he gave me when I asked and closed the door. "I'll take that as a no." Jason saw me and smiled. "Hey Adalynn. What are you doing here?"
"I just came to hang out with my family." He walked over and sat at the table next to me. "Where were you?"
"I was on a date." He got a little bit of a proud look.
"The girl from the grocery store." I couldn't help but laugh.
"You actually went out with her?" He gave me a short glare.
"And stupid. Seriously Jay, you can do better." Jason was my best friend, I believed he deserve the best girl in the world. He was so sweet and so much fun. Besides, he was pretty good looking. He snorted and ran his hand through his brown hair.
"Yeah, sure. What girl wants to be with a gang leader?" It made me sad that he didn't like himself very much. He was such an amazing person.
"I don't see how any girl could not like you. Jason you're amazing."
"Sure." I frowned at him.
"You have no confidence in yourself. It makes me sad that you can't see what I, and everyone else, can see." Oh gosh, I was starting to sound like a One Direction fan, quoting their music. Jason bit his bottom lip for a second.
"Speaking of dating and what not, I happen to know that someone has a crush on you." I looked at him, surprised and couldn't help but smile. Nobody ever liked me.
"Really? Who?" I started to fill up with happiness, the fact that someone liked me made me want to jump up and down.
"Zach." All my happiness drained away.
"Oh." Zach was another member of the gang. He was nice and all, but he really wasn't my type, besides the fact that he was like family to me.
"You don't sound very excited."
"Are you sure it's Zach?" I was hoping that it wasn't Zach. I was hoping that someone I would actually be interested in liked me and not Zach.
"Yes. I'm sure. We even got in a fight about it. He thought that me and you were secretly dating."
"Ew." He gave me a half glare half smile.
"Hey! Aren't you the one who was just saying how amazing I am and that you don't see how any girl could not like me?"
"Yeah, any girl but me. You're my best friend. I don't like you like that. That's just… Ew." Aaron chuckled from his position against the wall and Jason glared at him.
"You shut it mister. I'm sure she would say 'ew' about you too."
"No, Aaron's alright. I could be interested I him." Jason looked at me with a look on his face that was totally priceless. Is could hardly control my laughter.
"Really?" I burst into laughter.
"No! Oh my god, you should see you face!" He glared at me too and got up from the table.
"You're such a butt head."
"Thank you." I gave him a proud look and he rolled his eyes. Someone knocked, with the secret knock, on the door again ad Aaron walked back over there to let them in. As Aaron opened the door I walked over to the couch and slipped my shoes back on. All the rest of the gang walk into the warehouse. Marco, Brandon, Bailey, Caleb, and Johnny all walked in and went to there usual places in the warehouse. Marco went to the couch, Brandon went to the kitchen and into the fridge, Bailey went up the stairs to sit on the ledge above the kitchen, Caleb went to the window sill, and Johnny went to his knife collection in the back.
I turned my attention to the last spot at the table that was usually occupied by Zach, and finally realized that he wasn't there.
"Guys, where's Zach?"
"He's not here?" Marco piped up with his faint Italian accent. He was never really that observant.
"No, he's not."
"I haven't seen him all morning," Bailey said from her spot above the kitchen. Bailey was the only girl that was actually in the gang. I always felt a different bond with her than everyone else. She was still like family, but I related to her more than anyone else in the gang.
"Maybe he's sick," Johnny said as he tried to balance a knife in the palm of his hand. Brandon mumbled something that was impossible to understand, because his mouth was full of food, as usual. Caleb stayed silent, sitting in the window sill with his nose stuck in a book. It was no use to try to get his attention once he had a book. He was really good at tuning the world out and that's exactly what he always did when he read.
I sighed and sat down on the couch next to Marco, my nervous feeling getting stronger. Maybe I was nervous about something that might happen to Zach…