She tapped the door lightly and waited impatiently for whoever was on the other side to open up. With her hands in her pockets her feet tapped the ground, excitement running through her like warm water. The door flew open, and there with a smile stood his mother. "Good evening Lacey" his mother greeted. "He's in his room." she said pointing down the long hall way. Lacey nodded and headed down the hall. One more night, one more night and she would be gone for an entire year without being able to see her friends or talk to them. Her parents had said no distractions and she couldn't protest. The others did it already.
She stepped into his room, arms stretched out, but stopped when she saw the picture in front of her. Her hands dropped to her sides, disdain in her eyes. "Jody?" She spat out in confusion "and Dennis?" she laughed, denial filling her every thought. Her friend jumped off of her boyfriend's bed in fear. "Lacey I only came to tell him we couldn't do this again." she blurtted out as she walked towards her. Lacey stepped back, "so it happenned before?" She asked desprately trying not to let the tears out. She looked between them, waiting for one of them to answer her. "I tried to tell you yesterday at school but you were so busy, you didn't have the time." Jody bluttered again. "Lacey we were both upset. Out of nowhere you tell me you'll be gone for a year, a whole year. We were both pissed off and it just happenned." Dennis said. She nodded, her head filled with questions like when did it happen and how had it happenned? But she honestly didn't want the answers to those questions. Her breaking heart beat against itself. Her body unwilling to stay in the room any longer, she looked from Jody to Dennis and said "you're rightJody, itsmyfault, Ishouldhave givenyoumy attention, so youcouldexplainyourselfforthis." Dennis spoke up for the second time, "Baby I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." "Yeah Lacey I'm sorry" Jody repeated. Her apology very insincere. Lacey sighed and took out her phone, typing a quick message. She looked up at them once it was sent and said, "oh no!" her voice was shaking and so was her body, her tears threatening her brown eyes. "There's no need. And its a good thing I'm leaving isn't it?" She laughed as her phone beeped, a reply. "Bye" was her last word as she ran out the room. Bumping into his mother she gasped, "I'm sorry" she said as she cleared her throat. The tall woman looked down at her with sympathy, "No Lacey, I'm sorry." She nodded and headed out the door and into her car ordering the driver to take her home.With heavy breaths, she ran out the black honda and went straight for the double doors that led into her house, slamming that one shut with swelling rage she crossed the front hallway, took two steps at a time and barged into her room. Its safety pulling her towards her bed. She sank to the floor instead, pulling her pillow to herself, she let her head rest on it and she let it out; the tears she had managed to keep from spill since she saw them, she let it all out. Her body shaking with pure rage. She was her friend, how hadn't she seen it coming? Jody's constant nagging at why she was seeing him. With all her powers of observation she just didn't see this one coming.
She squeezed the layout of her grey bed sheet, pulling it towards her, while the soft mattress took in her muffled scream and streaming tears. Too weak to keep crying, she crawled into her bed, wrapping herself in the slightly cold embrace of her blanket. she closed her eyes and nuzzled her head into the soft pillow that matched her bed sheet. One more night seemed like a long time. She wanted to leave, the knowledge that it would be hard for her if she were at all to stay and go to school caused her dread. Leaving was the safest option and untill an hour ago, it turned out to be the very best. "Hey." She heard his sweet raspy voice. Lacey opened her eyes to see her big brother, his shoulder leaning against her door with his legs crossed at the ankles and his hands also crossed in front of him. His deep brown hair wet and sticking to his forehead. An impassive expression on his face. "What happened?" He asked, noticing her very red eyes and nose. She cleared her thoat and said, "Went over to see Dennis like I said I would." "Yeah and?""Jody was there, tugging at his shirt while he took her's off her head." She said in disgust. "What?" Was his reply.She sat up on her bed and continued, "they said something about both being upset I was leaving and then it just happened." "Oh! He's gonna get it promise you that." He said standing up right, his hands clenched by his side. "No need Darin, I won't be there to see it" she smiled slyly.He hissed. "He could just be my latest victim." He smiled back. "Yeah well, this happens doesn't it? I should have known. It happenned with you and Toni, only Marvin got his girl back." She pointed out her brothers' past expirience. Their parents idea to have their childern learn the family businesses when they turn sixteen has left them having scars from shattered relationships. "You could get him back if you want."She scoffed and laid back down. "I don't want to." He clicked his tongue and gave her a half smile. "You uhh... you want me to get her for you?" With her eyes lighting up she said, "Is she asleep?"He turned towards the long hallway and then back to her and answered, "Yeah for about thirty minutes. Does it matter?" Raising her head to the ceiling, she hummed as though in thought, causing his to chuckle. "No. So yes please and thanks."He nodded and walked into the hallway, returning with his little sister filling his arms. Her breathing calm with sleep and her hair, the same color as Darin's covering her small face. He placed her beside Lacey and pulled the covers over her petit frame. "When you get back she'll be five." He reminded her. "Yeah. Another year and more trouble" she laughed."Shhyeah" he smiled. "I'm sorry about Dennis. And I'll him for this." he balled his fist and shook it mid-air. "But right now Carmen wants my body, so I gotta go show it to her. Over Skype." He completed. Before she could speak up to judge him. "You have Sadey now so sleep well." She nodded as he closed the door behind him. She got to her feet and headed for he bathroom, taking her phone with her, a bath on her mind. Twenty-three messages from Dennis, including voicemails, and one from her dear friend Jody. Just a matter of time, and she wouldn't have to deal with it or them for an entire year.Her heart beat faster again as she stepped into the class room. Her eyes cast downward while her art teacher re-introduced her to the entire class. She raised her head sharply and spotted dear Jody in the far corner, eyes bent over her note darting from one page to the other. Then she bent her's again and took the closest empty seat which was the one closest to the door and the first in the first row. She took out her book as the indistinct chatter about her late entrance was quieted down by her teacher. Few moments later the class bell rung, and the entire class began to leave before the teacher could finish his last sentence. Quickly, she got to her feet and followed the crowd out the class and into the hallway. With her books tightly held to her chest, her long flowing gypsy skirt swished as the made her way to her new locker. Dreading coming back to school, she had managed to convince her mother to let
Walking into her room she tossed her bag on her bed and went straight to her reading table, eager to write the things that had filled her mind all throughout school. She pulled her chair and took a seat, moving her laptop out of the way she took out a blue patterned note book and its matching pen and started: -Ialwayswonderedwhatitwouldbeliketodatethemall,theniceguy,thestarycrush,theonetime
She could have just not come, sent a message that she was sick. But it wouldn't change anything. She walked as slowly as she could to her usual class, praying he wouldn't be there. Reaching the door, she peeped in, and was filled with joy at the sight of the empty room. Glancing at her watch for the third time, only now impressed at her accuracy in test taking. 10 a.m and he wasn't here, it only meant one thing, he was not going to be in her class. She smiled brightly at her thought, beaming the smile on her teacher retreating with her test sheet. "You are late. " the words made her heart drop. It didn't have to be. "Get in there." Cold surged through her with that last part, and her body trembled when he walked. Terror kept her from getting up, and now it was too late. He looked at her and she quickly bent her head, hoping to keep it that way till it was 4 p.m. It was a simple plan really.&nbs
Her small fingers pressed the buttons on the game controller, her frustration reflected in it, and on her face, and on her choice of character. Her Ken was taking more than a beating from Akuma. She'd been proud of the damage she'd done in the first round. But she lost the second battle and the third one was on its way to being won by her opponent. Her palms were sweating and her body felt hot with rage, not to mention the deadly scowl on her face and her ever increasing heart beat. Darin watched from the door way. A smirk on his face. Her character's life was very much less than her opponent's and still diminishing. He almost laughed. He knew what was coming, the fight wasn't over and any second she would chug the controller at the TV. He walked closer, his eyes on her, and her eyes darted from screen to controller, screen to controller and then it happened. The howl of defeat by her character. She gripped the controller tightly an
Tom glanced her way for the eighth time in the last minute, she had her head down, she looked deep in thought, with one hand on the staring wheel and the other hand tapping the hand break, he decided to speak up, despite the music playing on the radio the silence between them was uncomfortable. "You know sometimes'sorry'is what a person needs to hear." And with that she raised her head, a questioning look on her face. "The condolence thing." He pointed out. "I mean it wouldn't be okay if no one said anything because the one word wasn't enough, sometimes it's all a person needs to hear to feel like people care you know." She nodded. "It all depends on who you want to say it, just imagine," she shifted her body to face him. "They say it but they don't mean it. I bet Harold told you he was 'sorry for your loss'?" He nodded. "But look what happened yesterday. Would you think he meant it if he ended up s
The sun bathed them where they sat, on the bleachers watching the boys run around on the field tossing the football among themselves. Lacey closed her eyes, as did Fay. Lacey's elbows rested on the bench behind and above her with her legs stretched out and crossed at the ankle. It was gym class, but the coach was too busy with his boys to give the girls any attention. She heard a sigh from the girls below her. She opened one eye and glanced their way, then she looked to the field, seeing a group of boys take off their sports shirts and turning them inside out. Realising that was the reason for the sighs, she scoffed and shut her eyes again. "Tate is such a hottie." Stella said, a girl she knew quite well. "Look at him take off his shirt." "Yeah, and he plays so well. It's so cool he'll be captain next year." The girl beside Stella stated. "co-captain." Stella pointed out. "He doesn
Tulips, the famous cafe students from Holloway High went to after school. Except for them. Darin stood outside, the roof shading him from the bright light of the setting sun. His shoulder leaned against the wall of the white painted building as he waited patiently for her to come out. It had been almost ten minutes since he arrived, and she was taking her sweet time. He flashed a smile. He knew she was trying to test him. The doors swung open and he saw her walk foreward, her hands on her hips as she scanned the area for him. He gave her a few seconds of searching before, "Shawna." He called her name, pushing himself off the wall. She turned to face him with a frown, obviously upset he didn't call her attention earlier. But he replied with a sharp smirk. "Shawna." "Darin. It's a surprise to see you anywhere near here." She stated, her face turning impassive. "Obviously I needed to see yo
He wasn't given a little space to breathe let alone reply before he felt Darin's fist hit his stomach, he groaned aloud, gripping his stomach in pain as Darin's fist pulled away from his stomach. He could feel the blood rising to his mouth. No one had ever punched him that hard. Needless to say he wasn't expecting it. It could be another genetic trait the Atkins carried. "You hurt her or let anything happen to her and I promise you, that face you never let anyone hit. I would hit you so hard you'll be bleeding from all corners. How's that for expression?" Darin spoke while Tom coughed, unable to look up, still gripping his stomach with goosebumps trailing his arms. In the space of a deep breath Darin was gone. "His actual threats leave you having nightmares." He said in a strained whisper. He reached for the wall and stood himself up. His plan was useless, instead he ended up getting punched by the devil. A warning
Hands on her hips, a stern look on her face and her friends beside her, she watched Jody walking down the hall among other students. "Jody right?" She got the girl's attention. A smirk taking over the stern look. "Yeah?" Jody walked up to them."You're the witch's friend aren't you?" "I don't know any witch.""Ugh! Lacey." She rolled her eyes. "Oh! I said friend. But that's not remotely true." "What do you mean by that?" Jody folded her arms. "I am Lacey's friend." "You don't have to play that game with me.""I'm not playing." She scoffed. "Yeah. Sure. But, you did see me and my friends by her locker. I know that for a fact." "What are you talking about?""I'm not buying the fake innocence. She saw you" She pointed at one of the girls beside her. "Look at us getting into Lacey's locker, she saw you walk away." Jody wanted to speak, she cut her off. "The day the witch had that locker room incident." J
He didn't hear from Lacey after school and he didn't call her. Instead, he thought he needed to talk to someone older than him to make sense of everything. After all, she's upset with him and he's upset with her. No sense whatsoever. But when Sawyer rubbed his face, and shook his head, he couldn't help wondering why. He just heard the whole story and that was his reaction. Shaking his head and now a chuckle? He was quickly regretting his choice. "I wonder why I didn't just zone out when you started talking." Tom glared at Sawyer's face on his phone. "You're an idiot Tom. You know that?" "What?" "Maybe I should date her. And you stopped therapy." "What is it?!" His patience wearing thin, he chose to ignore those comments. "What did she tell you?" "The therapist?" "No! Lacey. When she said she didn't want Tate or the school to know about you guys, what was her reason?" His forehead creased. "Opinions. Something about opinions. What ab
After not particularly enjoying the party, since his mind was filled with thoughts of opposites and things in common, he went home. The silence of the house could have been soothing if he wasn't so consumed by what the two girls had said to him. The more he thought about it, he got restless. So he called Lacey. She picked on the first ring. "You are lucky I'm awake." "Damn it! I didn't even think of that." He clicked his tongue and rubbed his forehead. "How was it?" "It was okay. A lot of people asked about you. Kept telling them you were busy." "Wouldn't they expect me to be out with you next time?" "Then I'll tell them something else." He didn't wait for her to reply. "We're different." That wasn't how he wanted to bring it up. "Of course we're different. I'm a girl, you're a boy." "No. I mean, like we have nothing in common." "Ohhhh! Someone put it in your head didn't they? You're a little late to this party."
How hard could it be to pay attention in class? Cory shook his legs impatiently, trying desperately not to call out to his friend and tell him what he had heard. When the bell finally rung and students got to their feet, he wanted to go to him and report the news. But damn it they were still in class and who knows who might hear what. When they were out of class, he went to him. Joe following behind them, as if he knew something was up. Almost every time they talked they had to look over their shoulders, and this time was no different. After all, they started a fire that could have spread further than it had. "They aren't searching for anyone." Cory blurted out. They each looked around, though students were walking all around, in their own worlds. Who would care to listen to their conversation? "What are you talking about?" Their friend asked, Joe listened with crossed arms. "The fire." He whispered the phrase. "They aren't searching for a culprit." Co
"Enjoying the table Lacey?" She planted her hands on her hips. The group fell silent. Lacey cast her eyes down. It's all part of the getting it over with process right? "You had these two fighting." Abby stated. "So in the end I was right. I heard you've been together for a while. She did steal you from me!" The students around heard that. Tom scoffed. "It was after the kiss in front of the class." "So what? You are under her spell!" Everyone definitely heard that. "The little witch!" Of course he was under her spell. He's crazy about her. "Did you hear me say it was after the kiss in front of the class?" Tom got up, jaw clenched, clearly getting angry. "Do I need to repeat it?" "Bu-" "It was after the kiss in front of the class!" He yelled. He too knows how to get everyone's attention. Lacey bent her head to hide her smile. "You know very well why I broke up with you. So this crap has to stop. It is for the sake of your reputation that none of u
He hadn't gotten the chance to talk to Tom yet. He saw the videos and heard it from the guys but he hadn't talked to him yet. Seeing them standing there like he hadn't been asking her out weeks ago made him so angry. So angry at the thought of Tom doing this to him. Ready to hit something, something he had been waiting to do since he found out, he slammed his locker shut and stumped over to the new couple by Lacey locker. Tom saw him and his smile faded away. "Good. You see me. That's a perfect reaction." Tate punched him. Tom bent over, holding his left side below his ribs where the punch had landed. "You took her right from under me!" He went in for another punch but Tom dodged it, still bending. A crowd was forming. Lacey had stepped back. "She's not yours to take!" Tate hit him again. Tom can't fight his best friend. Not when his reason for being angry is right... ish. "You knew. You knew I- and you do this?!" He hit him. Over and over while the stude
Lacey pulled out the band that held her hair up the moment they drove away from the school. Becket glanced at her, worried. "Are you okay?" She was hiding her feelings again. Looking out the window, she answered, "No." She felt numb. The entire school had watched her call for Tom and then seen them together. Why had she shouted? She could have just called his cell phone. Now they aren't a secret anymore. The whole school really should have burnt down. With Lacey gone, all eyes were on him. It didn't help that of course, a few phones were out and obviously there are now many videos and photos of them. The silent crowd was beginning to chatter. Unlike Lacey, he could handle the crowd. He held his head high and walked back to his car. He looked at Shocked David and George standing in front of his car watching him and spoke before they could. "Move." "Dude wh-" "Move. Don't make me ask again." He cut George off. Damn it. He wanted everyone to
Lacey stared at Becket who wouldn't stop smirking as he drove her to school. The motorcycle was not needed. "We would have made things better ourselves." There was no way Marvin and Darin would get that involved in her relationship with Tom. So who else if not him? "What are you talking about?" He couldn't stop smirking, his lips twitching. "You and Sadey. Getting Tom and I to talk." "What? Marv-" "No." "You're right." He sighed. "You both looked so sad. At least he did anyway. Always hiding your feelings." He stated. "I asked Sadey if you were fine and she said no. So. I thought you know... It took a lot to get her to agree." "Thanks. You might have helped before. But it wouldn't have taken anything to end that call the moment I knew it was him." "I'm glad you di-" His phone rang and he tapped on his bluetooth earpiece. "Good morning ma'am." "Are you taking Lacey to school?" Lucille asked. "As we speak." "Not on that
He sat in his living room glaring at the TV. All his questioning and she hadn't said a word. Not a thing. The thought of it made him want to punch something. But his hands were already hurting. He looked at them and Becket's words came back to him. Why would he say that? He got to his feet. Why should he go back to Tate. What could Tate possibly say? He grabbed his car keys and walked out of the house. Why was he even doing what Becket said? "So you guys just kissed? After that life threatening threat?" He asked when he got the chance. Both boys sitting in Tate's game room. "Well not exactly." Tate answered.Lacey found the nearest empty class after meeting with the guidance counsellor and was pacing. Her forehead creased in thought. The girls were still busy trying to explain why they had been unable to help her with Abby. It was clear and obvious to her that Jody played a part in it. She was in the locker room after all and she came up with the game idea. The stupid