Happy 25th! (Part 2-4)

“Please Kristen?”

“FINE! I’ll do it… I will regret this…” Kristen sighed.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I squealed.

“Kill me now.” Kristen groaned.

“Hey, the only thing I asked you to do is keep this from Kat and Sarah, no big deal!” I shrugged.

“Yes it is. Kat knows when I’m lying.” Kristen said.

“Well, learn to stop laughing when you lie.” I suggested.

“I don’t laugh when I lie!” Kristen laughed.

“You’re lying.” I smirked.

“Fuck you.” She glared, going back inside.

“Well I love you too.” I laughed following her.

“That must have been an awkward conversation.” Punk said as we walked in.

“Why?” I quickly looked at him.

“Because all I heard was ‘Trust me it was fabulous’ then it seemed like it got boring so I turned the TV back up.” Punk said.

“Your boyfriend is so fucking nosy!” I groaned.

“YOU may think he’s nosy. But he’s adorable to me!” Kristen smiled.

“Oh god Kristen, that was so horrible.” I laughed.

“I know. I’m kinda with child right now so…” Kristen mumbled.

“REALLY?!?” Punk gasped.

“No, calm down. Damn…” Kristen rolled her eyes.

“Anyway… where’s big head and Sarah?” Punk asked impatiently.

“Getting ready.” I said checking my phone again.

“Well they need to hurry up. Or I’m staying home.” Punk glared.

“You can always stay home. No one is stopping you.” I laughed.

“Ugh! Shut up! I want to go because I need to work on my tan.” Punk smirked.

“You’re such a tool.” I rolled my eyes.

“Hey now. No name calling.” Kristen said.

“How the fuck is that name calling?!”

“It just is. Don’t question it.” Kristen glared.

“Dumbass.” I mumbled.

~~~ 2 hours later at the Airport ~~~

“Is everyone here?” Kat asked counting heads.

“No we are missing someone.” I said.

“Who?!” Sarah gasped.

“No one.” I laughed.

“You’re not funny.” Kat glared.

“Take a hint, it was a joke. Calm your tits.” I laughed.

“They are calm thank you.” Kat smirked.

“What are our seats?” I rolled my eyes not paying attention to her.

“We are taking a private plane.” Sarah said.

“We are taking a what?!?” I gasped.

“A private plane… something regular people aren’t allowed on…” Kristen shook her head.

“I know what a private plane is you dummy.” I rolled my eyes.

“Before there’s a fight in the middle of this airport, we should go now. I don’t want to keep the guys waiting.” Sarah suggested.

“…Guys?” I cocked my head.

“Yes, as in the Hawks team. And some Flyers and other people too.” Sarah said.

“Wayne?!” I squealed.

“No.” Sarah laughed.

“Awe.” I pouted.

“Can we go before Jamila starts crying and we are gonna have to start comforting her.” Punk glared.

“Ugh, rude.” I glared.

We started getting our backs and suitcases and started headed to this area where our place was located. It smelled really bad. Like, really, really bad. It was gross. But anyway, we gave the crew our bags so they can pack them up and get situated. All of us then started walking into the plane. It was halfway packed, like what the fuck?? It was kinda awkward though, on one side it was all hawks, then on the other side, there were like only four Flyers. But Sarah lied!! Wayne is on the plane! But he was playing cards with Corey… really. What the hell. No I’m joking, trust me, I won’t fan girl over Wayne. Unless he does something really strange, I will squeal like a little girl. But you know that’s Jammy for ya. So I sat next to Crawford and started being nosy looking at his cards.

“Hello!” I smiled sitting down.

Crawford and Wayne both said nothing.

“Oh, well ignore me for your cards…. That’s cool too.” I mumbled.

“I’m sorry!” Corey laughed putting his arms around me.

God dammit he’s warm…

“Do you know, that you’re just freaking awesome?” I said to Wayne.

And the fangirling will start…… Now.

“I’ve been told.” Wayne smirked.

“Did Sarah tell you that??” I glared.

“She always does.” Wayne said.

“Fucking bastard….” I mumbled.

“Hey.” Corey glared.

“Sorry.”

“Grilled Cheese?” Sarah asked walking over with Claude. “Roo made them.”

“Yes please! I’m starving.” I said taking one, they’re still hot. Yes!

“When aren’t you hungry?” Corey thought.

“Being hungry is like a 24 hour day thing. Excuse you!” I laughed.

“Well you two are getting along quite well!” Claude said. But Sarah hit his arm afterwards.

“Shut up!” Sarah said through her teeth.

“What?” I cocked my head.

“Nothing! Enjoy the food!” Sarah smiled and walked away.

“What was that about?” Wayne asked.

“I really don’t know.” Corey said.

“And I really don’t want to know what that was about. But anyway! Deal me in!” I jumped.

“You know how to play poker?” Wayne gasped.

“Yes. I’m awesome at it.” I smirked.

“You’re awesome at other things too.” Corey mumbled.

“Ew!” I shouted.

“You two a couple?” Wayne asked.

“No, no. Just close friends.” I replied.

“Yeah, close friends.” Corey smirked.

“Oh my gosh.” I rolled my eyes laughing.

~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~

“Is it working?” I asked Sarah being nosy.

We were looking at both Crawford and Jammy. You know, just being spies! Really bad ones though.

“Kinda, Roo over here almost spoiled it!” Sarah glared.

“I’m sorry! I never knew you guys were doing something…” Claude uttered.

“Well, don’t worry about it!” I glared

“Wow! Sabotaging your best friends’ relationship! You both should be ashamed of yourselves!” Claude shook his head.

“Bitch listen, I don’t want her dating a rival! It will NOT happen and I will NOT allow it! She’s being with Crow and THAT’S FINAL!” I shouted.

Which caused Jamila’s attention a little bit and just went back to her game.

“Now don’t make it obvious Kat.” Sarah rolled her eyes.

“I’m sorry.” I mumbled.

“Hey guys!!!” Kristen said.

“Oh hi! Where’s Punk?” I asked.

“Torturing Kane.” She said.

“WHAT?!”

“I’m joking, I’m joking. Calm down.” Kristen laughed.

“Bitch, that’s not funny.” I glared.

“It is to me.” Kristen shrugged.

“I saw you talking to Jamila this morning.” Kris said, jumping into the conversation.

“A-a-a-about what?” Kristen stuttered.

“I don’t know. It seems like she was telling you something important.” Kris thought.

Then Kristen started laughing “She wasn’t telling me anything.”

“Why are you lying?” Sarah quickly said.

“I’m n-not!” Kristen gasped.

“You’re stuttering and laughing… Krissie… what do you know??” I asked giving her the death glared.

“I don’t know anything!” Kristen shouted.

“Yeah you do!” Sarah gasped.

“I promised not to tell!” Kristen pouted.

“AH-HA! So you do know something!” I pointed.

“No.” Kristen said.

“Oh my god, just say it!” Claude said getting annoyed.

“Jamila slept with Crawford! Twice!” Kristen whispered softly.

Both mine and Sarah’s jaws dropped. Are they even dating?? I mean if they are, less spying to do! But if Crow and Jammy aren’t dating… that must means... NO FUCKING WAY!

“OH MY GOD! Jamila is friends with benefiting with Crawford!” I gasped.

“I’m going to get yelled at…” Kristen said walking away and sitting back down with Punk.

“There’s no way she could be doing that! She’s not dating Bieksa.” Sarah thought.

“Well you know best friends do have secrets.” Kris said.

“And plus, maybe she doesn’t want you guys to know. You know… for many reasons.” Claude thought.

“No way! She won’t hide stuff from us.” I shook my head.

“Come on now. Just think about it.” Kris said.

“Maybe they’re right… I mean, she did hide from us about her moving, and told us at the last minute.” Sarah shrugged.

“Yeah but… I don’t know.” I sighed.

“Just don’t worry about it.” Kris said.

“Let her figure out what she’s gonna do with her love life, and you two worry about yours.” Kris suggested.

Sarah and I both agreed we would stop… for now.

~~~ Kingston, JA airport; My POV ~~~

Man it was really hot. Thank god I wore shorts! You know me, I just gotta, stay ahead of everyone else. If they didn’t know this place was a hot area, then something is clearing wrong with them. When we started gathering our bags, we were met up by Taylor, Jenny, Rachel and Ashley. I don’t know if they brought their boyfriends… but I don’t know. While I was walking to go get something to drink, Corey kept trying to hold my hand. It was funny, but cute at the same time.

“Would you stop?” I giggled.

“I don’t get it, why don’t you want to be official yet? I mean, it’s not like bad things are gonna happen.” Corey thought.

“Yes, bad things will happen.” I said.

“Like what exactly?”

“People going around saying weird things. I mean come on, we already had sex twice.” I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah but you’re single!” He whispered.

“Well…” I sighed, looking at my promise ring.

“You still have your ring on…” Corey rolled his eyes.

“I’m sorry! Please don’t be mad?” I pouted.

“I’m not… I’m not.” He sighed.

“I promise, one day I will be wearing a promise ring from you. I promise.”

“Yeah if I can afford it.” Corey rolled his eyes.

“You will. But as of right now, don’t worry about it. Alright?”

“Yeah, you’re right. Can I tell you something?” He asked nervously.

“Yeah sure go ahead.” I smiled.

“I lo-” But he was interrupted by Taylor.

“CABS HERE!” Taylor shouted.

“Tell me later.” I said to Corey.

“Okay then.” He sighed.

I think he was gonna tell me he loves me… WHAT IF! Holy shit if he was, I’ll instantly stay it back! Well not instantly but yeah. But if he was, it would have been awkward, it was all girls in one cab and the guys were in a separate cab. This shall be an interesting car ride…

“So! How was everyone’s weekend?!!” Taylor asked.

“Wonderful! I spent it with James for like 7 hours and that was it.” Ashley laughed

“I went horse back riding with Cody! He ended up falling so many times though.” Jenny said.

“I spent my weekend with Kat.” Sarah laughed.

“I spent mines with Sarah.” Kat shrugged.

“All we did was babysat! It was boring!” Rachel rolled her eyes.

“Punk and I went skating! It was fun!” Kristen smiled really big.

“Baby Boo?”

“What?”

“How was your weekend?” Taylor asked.

“Um, just a regular weekend…” I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah okay…” Kat mumbled.

“What was that? You wanna say that a little louder?” I cocked my head.

“Naw, it’s all good. Don’t worry about it.” Kat shook her head.

“WELL this is awkward.” Jenny said.

“Oh god this is going to be an interesting weekend.” Ashley sighed.

~~~ 45 Minutes later at the hotel ~~~

“Do we have separate rooms?” Taylor asked.

“Yeah, but all the Hawks and Flyers has one room. It has like two rooms. But some people brought sleeping bags!” Sarah jumped.

“Well that’s good. I get a room to myself! Finally.” I said.

“Wait so what are we gonna be doing when we get settled in?” Kat asked.

“DUH! We are obviously going to the beach.” Kristen said.

“I do need a tan.” Punk and Taylor said.

“You two and tans…” I shook my head.

“I need to tan!” Taylor groaned.

“Jammy your ass is way to big for them shorts.” Rachel laughed.

“Leave me alone!” I pouted.

“That’s what you get for wearing shorts.” Kristen said.

“You guys are assholes.” I glared.

“Stop wearing shorts then.” Rachel suggested.

“No!” I shouted.

“Well then we will forever keep making fun of your ass.” Taylor laughed.

“Ugh! I’m going to sleep.” I rolled my eyes.

“With Crawford…” Kat mumbled.

“Seriously Kat, what the fuck is your problem?”

“Nothing!” Kat retaliated.

“Then shut the fuck up and stop mumbling your damn comments.” I said then grabbed my bags and went into the elevator. Alone.

I looked at my room key and it says that I have room 42, I don’t like the number 42… but anyway, I really want to go to sleep. That flight was too long, and I woke up to early. I don’t know why, maybe because I was happy I was going to my mom’s hometown. Like maybe she can take me to the Bob Marley museum. That would be kinda nice actually! Maybe see some more family members that I haven’t seen in like FOREVER. The last time I was here, I was just a baby. Ugh!!! I wonder if Sanchez or Beres Hammond can be at my party. That would very, very nice. When I arrived at my floor, I was searching for my room. I was in the wing that had 30-35 room numbers. But it took me a while to find it. When I went into my room, it smelt like axe spray or something like that, so I was thinking the cleaners must love using cologne or something. But there were bags already in the living room. I had to open the door to make sure I was in the right room. And I was room 42. How the fuck was someone already in here?? I checked the first room, no one was in there. The second room, nope. And let’s see what’s behind door number three! Oh…

“Kevin?” I cocked my head.

There were rose pedals all over the place. Last time I checked, it was almost my birthday… not Valentines Day.

“What are you doing in my room?” I asked.

“I got some advice from Trevor last night. And he told me ‘If YOU really love Jamila, you would go after her.’ And that’s what I’m doing. Jamila, I love you with all of my heart. I don’t care how much you hate me right now. But I'm not afraid of loving you... I'm just afraid of you not loving me. I need you back in my life.” Kevin said, taking my hand and pulling me closer to him.

“Juice, I love you, but,” He dropped my hand when I said that. But I picked up his hand “But, I love that you came here, into my room, and practically made it into a mini forest of rose pedals. No one has ever done that to me before. And you see this,” I was pointing to my ring, “I’ve been wearing it ever since we split. And I really, really don’t hate you.”

“Are we back together? I miss all the fun we used to have.” Kevin thought.

I just shrugged my shoulders. Then he started kissing me.

“Does that change your mind?” Kevin smirked.

“Just a tad bit.” I bit my lip.

But you know when good things happen…. You must put the ‘Please don’t Disturb’ sign on the door handle. Yup, and Kevin did. I think I’m a major push over… I really don’t know what I’m doing.

~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~

“Kris what is that?” I asked.

“Some stuff Sharp sent me. I haven’t gotten time to open them up.” Kris replied.

“Are they important?”

“Uh, I really don’t think so,” Kris laughed “Wait why isn’t he here?”

“Well he needs wrist surgery. He did buy Jammy a present! I think that’s like an ‘I’m sorry I couldn’t make it’ gift.” I thought.

“Maybe! But you know I hope he gets better. Speaking of things, are you ready to go to the academy soon?” Kris asked.

“Yeah, I actually got my papers and everything. I’ll be gone from March 5^th to June 23^rd.” I said.

“THAT LONG?!” Kris shouted.

“It’s only 3 months babe.” I panicked.

“Why so fucking long?!”

“I wanted some extra training, so they gave me 2 extra months.” I explained.

Kris was trying to calm himself down, “Like I said before, I will support you from beginning to end. But 3 months? Really?” Kris sighed making a facepalm.

“I’m sorry, I really am. I wanted to tell you but I scared of all of this.” I said.

“I will support you, because I love you. Just please, don’t forget to call.” Kris said, releasing his fist.

“I won’t I promise.” I nodded giving him a hug, then a kiss.

“Can we go now?!” Kat shouted waiting impatiently behind the door.

“Are you coming to the beach?” I asked Kris.

“In a little bit. I need sometime to think.” Kris said.

“Alright, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Then I grabbed my towel and sun tan lotion and ran out the room.

“The fuck took you so long?” Kat glared.

“I was telling Kris something.” I said.

“Oh about the academy?” Kat thought.

“Yeah, unfortunately.” I sighed.

~~~ At the beach ~~~

When we arrived to the beach, the sand was hot; the sun was out and shinning bright. Oh how I love the Caribbean. We walked over to where, the others were. They were lying on their towels getting tans and what not. That’s nice.

“Damn I love this! The water is basically so nice and blue!” I gasped.

“Wow Sarah you’re so fascinated by clear blue water.” Claude shook his head.

“Hey! I haven’t seen nice blue water is like forever okay? Don’t judge me.” I glared.

“Is Taylor surfboarding?” Kat cocked her head.

“She always surfboards.” Rachel said

“Wow. But I though she only plays on the ice.” I thought.

“Nope. Unlike me, I’m from Ottawa. So I hardly do fun things.” Rachel shrugged.

“You’re from Canada?!?” Ashley gasped.

“Yes.” Rachel nodded.

“Wait, I thought you were from LA?” I asked.

“I was raised there. Not born,” Rachel said “Speaking of being raised, where the hell is Jamila?”

That caught Crawford’s attention.

“She said that she’s gonna go sleep.” I said.

“Where’s Bieksa?” Kat asked.

“In his room.” Trevor said.

“Crow you should go check on Jammy.” Kat smirked.

“Why? She can handle herself.” Corey uttered.

“Kat, don’t start.” I mumbled.

“Alright, forget it then.” Kat shrugged.

Then Taylor came back from surfing.

“Ashley! You should really come surfing with me!” Taylor jumped.

“I don’t think so.” Ashley disagreed.

“Ugh! Why not!? The water is amazing?! Sarah you wanna come?”

“Yeah give me a few minutes. I need a board though.” I said.

“You can rent some over there.” Taylor pouted.

“Okay thanks!” I said running over to the renting place.

“Trevor! You want to play in the water with auntie Taylor?” Taylor smiled.

“I’m not a baby.” Trevor glared.

“Not you, the baby you idiot.” Taylor rolled her eyes.

“Wait whose baby is that?” Kristen asked.

“Mine.” Rachel raised her hand.

“Awe!! He’s a cutie!” Kristen gasped.

“My first and only child. Trust me.” Rachel laughed.

“Awe, I can’t wait to have a baby.” Kristen smiled.

“You’re gonna have to wait a long ass time.” Punk glared.

“Alright I’m ready!” I said running back over.

“Yes!” Taylor jumped grabbing her surfboard.

“I’ll be back.” Corey said.

“Where are you going?” Kat asked.

“I need to check on something.” Then Corey left.

~~~ My POV back in the hotel ~~~

If you were wondering if anything happened, no nothing happened. I didn’t want to do anything with Kevin. He started, but I thought about something and I didn’t want to continue. I would feel like THE biggest bitch on earth, because I just got so close to Corey and now, I really don’t want all of that going down the drain because Kevin and I are back together. I just feel like there’s some odd reason why Corey is trying to get close me. I know that it wasn’t his idea or something. But I feel like something is going on, someone is making him do stuff. Someone or some people… I just hope what I’m think is not true. But my little party is tomorrow. I really don’t want drama there tomorrow; I will be pissed if there’s any. I was resting on the couch watching TV when all of a sudden there was a knock on the door. I went and answered it, it was Crawford. Oh man.

“Hey, you alright?” He asked.

“Yeah I’m fine. Just watching TV.” I sighed.

“We’re at the beach just relaxing if you wanna come?”

“Everyone’s at the beach? I thought we were gonna be there in the next 3 hours?” I uttered.

“No, uh we’re at the beach, Sarah and Taylor is surfing.” Corey said.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Enjoying the sun.” Corey laughed.

“Babe who’s at the door?” Kevin asked opening the door widely.

Oh god…

“Oh, this goof. What do you want?” Kevin glared.

“Inviting Jamila to the beach.” Corey said.

“Well she’s not going. She’s staying with me.” Kevin said.

“Um, excuse me??” I gawked.

“I think she’s old enough to make her own decision.” Corey uttered.

“Not anymore. I mean since you sabotaged our relationship way too many times, she boundaries.” Kevin explained.

“Are you fucking serious!?” I exclaimed.

“Naw I’m joking. Go ahead, go ahead the beach, enjoy the sun. I’ll be there soon okay?” Kevin smiled at me.

“Yeah… I guess so…” I rolled my eyes getting my stuff and walking with Corey.

“Douche bag much?” Corey shook his head.

“I know, but it’s gonna be hard again. Sneaking around isn’t going to be easy anymore.”

“Why?”

“Trevor is here and he’s very sensitive at everything.” I sighed.

“Then we won’t hang out around him.” Corey suggested.

“Is he at the beach?” I cocked my head.

“Yes.” Corey said.

“WONDERFUL!” I glared.

~~ Back at the Beach little around 3 p.m. ~~~

“Hey Taylor, can I talk to you at the bar really quick?” I asked.

“Is it important?” Taylor asked.

“Yes. Very.” I nodded.

“Alright! Ashley keep an eye out for Trevor. The baby, not the older one.” Taylor laughed.

“Yup.” Ashley said.

Then Taylor and I headed over to the bar. She ordered a margarita, I just ordered a soda. Hey, being sober is going very well okay?

“What’s up?” Taylor asked right away.

“Okay well, it’s been almost 2 months now.” I sighed.

“Since…?” Taylor cocked her head.

“Since, my last period.” I said.

“JAMILA NO!” Taylor gasped.

“That’s what I’m saying. I don’t know what I’m gonna do.” I pouted.

“Well did you tell Kevin??” Taylor thought.

I just shook my head.

“Why the hell not!?” Taylor shouted.

“Because I don’t know if it’s his.” I mumbled.

“Excuse me?? You don’t know?? EXCUSE ME?!” Taylor shouted again.

“I only had sex with Bieksa once. Crawford, twice.” I explained.

“Oh lawd you gonna have a French baby!” Taylor shook her head.

“This is just bad.” I cried.

“No it’s not. Just go to the doctors when you go back to Chicago.” Taylor suggested.

“Then I’m gonna have to go alone. I don’t want anyone knowing just yet. But I told you because I can trust you. Don’t make me regret it.” I said.

“You won’t. I promise. Just be careful. I love you Baby boo! And mini baby boo.” She laughed poking my stomach.

We finished our drinks and went back to the beach; I lay right next to Rachel and Corey. Corey had his MacBook with him. He was looking at the pictures that Rick Genest sent him via email. I must say, those were some awesome pictures we took.  Corey suggested we take some pictures with his webcam, I agreed because I want this moment to last. Because after this vacation, I know who I’m choosing. For good. No more going back and forth, that’s it.

~~~ 9 p.m. Dinner ~~~

We had to get at least four tables to make all of us stay at one table. Ashley thought that eating at separate tables would be stupid. And of course, I went with what she said. It was actually smart, so yeah. I was sitting next to Wayne and Corey. Kevin was like three chairs down. Oops, no fucks we givin’. Anyway, Jenny and Cody didn’t come because they were busy looking at stuff at Montego Bay. I wanted to go. But you know! I couldn’t. Kristen finally started the conversation.

“Man! I love vacations in the Caribbean. I got a tan and I feel so much better!” Kristen said.

“I actually had fun surfboarding, you know… before Taylor decided to knock me off…” Sarah glared.

“I told you ‘watch out I’m going to push you’ you have bad hearing.” Taylor shook her head.

“I blame you for my problems.” Sarah laughed.

“I blame you for everything.” Kat said.

“That’s a damn shame.” Rachel shook her head feeding Trevor.

“So we have a baby Trevor and a big Trevor. We should start saying that when they’re in the same room.” I suggested.

“What is that?” Wayne asked looking at my plate.

“Saltfish.” I replied.

“How can you eat that?” Corey uttered.

“My mom made them all the time. And plus, it’s freaking amazing. With fried dumpling.” I smirked.

“Speaking of moms, Is your mom coming tomorrow?” Kat asked.

“Kat don’t start…” Kristen mumbled.

“Um, I don’t know. And, I really don’t care.” I shrugged.

“Why don’t you want your own mother coming to your 25^th birthday? I mean, it’s rude not to invite her.” Kat thought.

“Why don’t you stay out my damn business?” I pointed.

“I think you should invite her and stop bitching about it.” Kat said.

“How about you shut your mouth before I tear your fucking mouth off your face!” I yelled.

“Hey! Both of you! Shut up and enjoy dinner! No fighting!” Kristen stood.

“All I’m saying is it’s not a bad idea to invite your mother! That’s all I’m saying.”

“Oh my god! SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

“Well excuse me! I thought your sex with Crawford would make you way happier! But I guess not! You bitter bitch!” Kat shouted.

“You told her?!” I gawked at Kristen.

“I’m sorry!” Kristen pouted.

“I’m done eating.” I said excusing myself from the table.

“Well… this is awkward…” Sarah mumbled.

“You really couldn’t keep your hands off of her could you?! Huh rookie?!” Kevin shouted as he banged his fist into the table.

“It’s not my fault you can’t treat her right.” Corey shrugged.

After Corey said that, Kevin got really upset.

His face was red.

It’s not even my birthday and shit is already happening…

To Be Continued….