You Don't Know You The Way I Do- A Team Starkid Fanfiction

Once again, the boring lull of school has forced me to start this during my study hall. I should be studying for my finals right now, but ain't nobody got time for that. Who cares if I fail my bio final? THE STORY MUST GO ON.

Lately, I have recieved such good feedback for the past few chapters. Thank you all so much! It means more to me than anything to see votes and comments. And ahem, we just reached 11k! Honestly that quadrupled my expectations of how many reads this silly little book would actually get! But alas, it will be over in a few chapter (YTBD). I already made the cover of the sequel and I can't wait to release that so tons of questions will be answered along with raised.

So, without further ado, here is chapter 3.11!

HERE WE GO!

CHAPTER 3.11; LAUREN'S POV;

It was during my third week of my new place when I realized that I was an empty shell that needed to be filled. I would just go through the motions every day without even feeling anything like I was a bystander in my own life. I avoided Jaime-- and everyone from the Team, for that matter-- and didn't even listen to Julia whenever she tried to get me to open up like her. I felt so guilty that I had this amazing friend that did everything for me but didn't have the favor returned.

Other than Julia, I really did not have anyone to go to with the problem that was my life. Joey was still in LA with Maria, Dylan was obviously out of the question and my sister was too busy with her new kid to worry about my debacles. I considered talking to Denise or even Brian, but every time I picked up my phone to text them, I stopped myself. I isolated myself because I wanted to be alone, and I finally realized that maybe that wasn't a good thing.

"Hey," came a voice from my door. I turned my head around to see Jaime at my door. She had not reached out to me this entire time, and she was living with me. I rolled around from my stomach and sat up on my bed to face Jaime.

"Yeah?" I asked a little more snappishly than I anticipated. Jaime raised her eyebrows slightly and carefully entered my room and sat at the foot of my bed as far away from me as she could.

"Look..." She looked down, fiddling with her pink nails. "I'm sorry that I've been so... distant lately." She paused, waiting for me to interject but nothing came from my mouth. "I mean, I know that you have been really struggling lately--"

"Who said I was struggling?" I interrupted.

"--but," she continued, like she was a snowball rolling down a hill that could not stop until she finished her though. "it's been tough for me too. I have been going through a lot lately, you know?"

"With what?" I asked with a nasty look on my face. Jaime looked very affronted, but was brave enough to stay on my bed with me.

"Not that you would care, obviously--"

"And what is that supposed to mean?" I snapped.

"Can you let me finish a damn thought?" Jaime shot back with a loud voice. I bit my tongue back, unsure why I was always so angry at Jaime lately. She had done nothing wrong to me; it was like I was trying to pick a fight. Maybe I was. "It's Noah." 

"You gotta elaborate on that thought, honey," I shot at her, venom spewing out of my mouth. 

"Who said I wanted to elaborate to you?" 

"Who was the one who started this conversation?" 

"Who was the one who barged in on my perfectly fine living situation just to fuck it up with her shitty attitude even though I haven't done anything wrong?" Jaime almost yelled, her voice cracking.