A New Beginning

I frustradedly jammed my thumb onto the talk button of my phone. "This better be damn important, Harlow." I snapped, as I answered the phone. Harlow had just interrupted the one thing I had been waiting for since I was a kid in elementary school.

"Jesus Christ, Emma. What is your problem?" She gasped, shocked at my tone torward her.

"A lot of things." I replied in a monotoned voice.

"Well then...'" She said, not sure of what to say to that. "Anyway, I was just talking to Brian. He said he'd be at your house in a little bit... Oh, and I gave him your number... Just warning you."

"You're a little late for a warning, Harlow." Brian said, chuckling.

"Oh, damn." She said, sounding disappointed. "Soooo, what's crackin'?" She asked, being herself.

"Fuck off, Harlow." I said, rolling my eyes and slamming the end button. I looked at Brian and sighed. We couldn't just get back to what we were doing, it wouldn't be right. I bit my lip and stared down at the ground, not knowing what to do or say.

"We should... Go on a walk." Brian suggested, motioning torward the window.

"Sure." I said, glancing toward my door. It was a little bit after midnight, so my family should have been asleep, but I wasn't going to take any chances of them waking up. Brian ushered me to the window and pulled the curtains back to let me through.

"Ladies first." He whispered with his crooked grin plastered across his face.

"Always the gentleman." I said back to him, winking. I swung my leg over the windowsill and stepped out. Brian quickly joined me and we started off down the block. We were silent for a few moments before I spoke. "I missed you..."

"I missed you, too. I miss our friendship... I want you to be my best friend again." He informed me.

"Everything isn't going to go right back to how it was. I'm still frustrated, and I don't even know anything about you anymore." I told him.

"I wasn't expecting it to be... But I will tell you everything about me now. I'm single. I've dated a few people, but none of the relationships lasted more than a few weeks. I still smoke Marlboro's and I have an addiction to getting tattoos, if you haven't noticed. I'm lead guitar for the band Avenged Sevenfold, the other members are Matt, Jimmy, Johnny, and Zack. That's really about it... Oh, and I have my own signature schecter guitar." My heart just about stopped when he said Avenged Sevenfold. I had been to their concerts several times, but I guess I had never really gotten a chance to notice that they were the people I had been best friends with while growing up.

"Wait... So... You're telling me that I have gone to see a band that consisted of my childhood friends... And I didn't even realize it... What the hell is this?"

"Are you serious? You really went to our concerts and didn't even notice it was me?" He sounded just as shocked as I was, but somewhat offended.

"Well... I guess you have changed a bit over the years... And, I like bands for the music, not the members. But hey, at least we weren't as distant as I had thought." I smiled a little at the thought.

"Very true..." He said, slowly. "What do you want to do now? It's not even one in the morning, so we've got hours before the sun comes up."

"No idea, honestly. I'd say let's go somewhere, but we're walking... And I have no money... And everything's closed since it's the middle of the night." I answered.

"We could go to Matt's place... I'm pretty sure Harlow is over there, and so are the rest of the guys." He suggested.

"Sure, we might as well... Besides, I need to give Harlow a nice smack up the side of the head." I said, a smirk appearing across my face.

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After going back to Brian's place and getting in his truck, we arrived at Matt's house. It was in the larger part of Huntington Beach, and it made me feel slightly intimidated. I was nervous as we walked up to the door to make our entrance. Brian stood in front of me as he rapped on the door twice and kicked it open. He let himself in and allowed me to step in front of him as he closed the door. All of the guys were sitting in the room, and when I say all, I mean all. Matt and Harlow were sprawled together out on a black leather couch, Johnny was sitting in a recliner screwing around on his phone, Zack was sitting alone on a love seat that matched the couch and recliner, and Jimmy was laying on the floor, staring up at the celing, with his hair fanned out underneath his head. It seemed exactly like old times, and I was already having flashbacks to our crazy teenage years. As soon as the band comprehended that people had entered the house, they all came alive and entergetic. It seemed as if they had been having an eventless night, other than the fact that they knew Brian would be going to see me. Jimmy was soon off of his back and running over to greet me like he always had when I came over, whether it had been a week, a day, or an hour.

"Ahhh, Emmypooh!" He screeched his nickname for me in his masculine voice as he pulled me into a tight hug. Jimmy towered over me. He was at least six foot three, as I was just about five foot three. "I missed you, Emmy." He whispered into my hear.

"I missed you too, Jimmy." I whispered back, smiling into his chest.

I had been gone for far too long.