And It All Started In A Coffee Shop. (A BajanCanadian FanFic)

Chapter Twenty Three ~ Bus Rides, Virgins, Love, Awkwardness and Old "Friends"

Sophie's POV

I slowly rub my temples as Preston and I get onto the bus. He hasn't said anything since we left the hospital.

"You 'kay?" I click my tongue.

"Oh. Yeah." He mutters, "Just spaced out."

"Uh-huh..." I say, not paying attention to him, but to the tall brunette getting onto the bus with a guy... that looked oddly like... Dakota? Oh, wait, it was Dakota!

"Preston! It's Dakota!" I say, smiling, and I start weaving my way through people to make my way to him, Preston following close behind, "Hey! Dakota!" He turns around.

"Sophie! Hi! How are you doing? How's everything? Is Mitch okay? I didn't see him in the hospital." He smiles.

"Oh... Mitch is checked into the hospital. Have you not heard?" Preston says, and I shoot a look at him.

"Oh... what happened to you guys, anyways?"

"Ugh. Just crazy ex-roommates." I smile. The girl next to him seemed oddly familiar. She clears her throat.

"Huh? Oh! How rude of me! Sophie, Preston, this is Shay, my girlfriend." Dakota announces, proudly. "She was in Adam's car while we were in the hospital, and we just needed to take the bus home. But, she wanted starbucks, and we almost missed the bus, and... well..." She grabs onto his arm and smiles, apologetically. She was maybe an inch smaller than him, and she was wearing high waisted shorts, Vans, and a t-shirt that said "Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe." She had long light brown hair and hazel eyes, and was super thin. All in all, I could tell why Dakota was dating her. But, she still had that look that I just... recognize. I used to have a friend named Shay who looked a lot like her when I was eight or nine.

"Shay's here from France for a little vacation." Dakota smiles.

"Oui. This is true." She said, with a faint accent.

"Shay Lenier?" I ask, quickly.

"Uh. Oui, that is my name. And you are?"

"Sophie! Sophie Wilson! Do you remember me?"

"AH! OUI! SOPHIE! TU TE MENQUE!" (Sophie! I missed you!) She basically screamed. Her and I hugged really quick.

"Tu vie encore avec tes parents, oui?" (You're still living with your parents, right?" I ask.

"Oui... un ans et je vie toute seul." (Yeah. But one more year and I'm out of there.) She smirked.

"Vraiment?" (Really?)

"Ouais... et mais... ou est-ce-que tu t'est aller? Un jour, tu est la, l'autre..." (Yeah, but, like, where did you go? One day you were there and the next...) She raised an eyebrow.

"Mon Papa. Il..." (My dad. He...) She already knew about my history with my dad.

"MON DEUIX PARDENT!" (I'm so sorry!) She said, hugging me tight.

"Uh. English, please?" Dakota laughs.

"Oh, oui, pardent." Shay said.

"We have too much catching up to do!" I smile.

"Are you free on... euh, the saturday?" she asks.

"But of course!" I squeal, grabbing her hand. I honestly missed Shay so much.

"Ok, I will see you then!" She smiles, as her and Dakota hop off the bus. I smile to myself.

"Uhm. What was that about?" Preston taps my shoulder.

"Old friend." I grin.

The bus stops and we get off at the stop near my house, "Are you walking home?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. I guess." He smiles, weakly.

"NONSENSE. I WILL DRIVE YOU IN MY BEAUTIFUL VENZA!" I scream, tugging on his arm. I suddenly wince, remembering the bullet wound.

"You can't drive with, well, that." He eyes the bandage.

"I know." I groan.

"I'll drive."

"How will I get home?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Ah. True. Very... true..." he said, staring at me.

We stood quiet for about a minute. "ALRIGHTY, THEN, UHM, SO, I GUESS THAT'S IT BYE." I say, whipping around, and walking away from him before he could even process that this was awkward to extremes. I walk into my building and run to the elevator, quickly pressing the button to the 16th floor. I run into the apartment as soon as the door opens.

"BREE PRESTON'S LIKE REALLY DEPRESSED AND SHIT."

"Sophie! You're home!" She called, smiling.

"Yeah. And I think like Preston has gone into a major depression so like." I look at her, "awks." I smirk.

"Oh. Fuck. Yeah. About that." She laughed, "I broke up with him. It had almost been a year, and he was too safe." She said, grabbing a bag of popcorn, "too... Christian. I dunno, I just like, couldn't cope," she said, putting the bag in the microwave, "I just wanted like a guy that I could like do shit with. I mean, after 4 or 5 months I'm ready for like... yaknow." She smirked.

"Not really."

"No!" She said, her jaw dropping.

"Yup."

"YOU'RE A VIRGIN?" She starts laughing.

"I'M ALSO 16 LIKE JESUS CALM YOUR SHIT WOMAN." I said, laughing, hard.

"Sorry, lord..." she calms down a bit.

"When did you lose yours?" I ask, because she had now peaked my interest.

"When I was 15. I was young. Some guy in my high school, I had started dating him back in the 8th grade, and he was in the 10th grade and I didn't really mind, and then in when I was in the 10th grade and he was in the 12th, he just wanted to so I said yes."

"Oh my gosh! What's his name?"

"Uh, Ty, I think." She smirked.

Mitch's POV

It was all dark. I couldn't see anything. Where am I? What am I doing? More importantly, where did Sophie go? I saw her arm get shot, and I kneeled down next to her, trying to keep her alive, and then I felt a pain in my side and everything just went black and now I'm in an unknown place and I can't see. I can't move, either. I can't speak... What's happening? I want to cry, but I can't. What's going on? What is this place? Where am I?

Preston's POV

I get a Skype call from Ty.

"Hey Ty, what's up."

"Nothing much, I just want to record, is that cool with you?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Of course, that's fine." I mutter.

"What's wrong?" Ty said.

"Nothing."

"There obviously SOMETHING wrong."

"Mitch is in a coma and I broke up with my girlfriend, and only now do I realize how beautiful Sophie actually is, and now..."

"Woah. Ok, the girl's boyfriend is in a coma. And I mean, she's so in love with Mitch, she's never going to get with you. She doesn't like you, dude."

"Well. I'm going to make her like me." I smile to myself.

I don't know when the next chapter is going to be up... but I'll try to do it asap. No promises, though.