Another Typical Day. ( Azure (: )

[Toasty]

Law son Grey.






The bell rang its eerie, annoying tone throughout the hallways and every class in the school. Could that bell be any louder? I mean, I couldn't exactly care less about it, but really, it does get annoying sometimes. As the bell finishes its ringing, the teacher blurts out his final sentences, as all the students locate their bags and begin to pack up for lunch period. I grab my advanced mechanical pencil, and slip it into my case with the other pencils and pens I have. I reach under my desk for my black grey and blue patterned bag. I stuff my papers into my blue folder, slipping it in between my notebooks. I shift my glasses a bit to fit the curve of my nose, as I sling my backpack over my right shoulder. Why my right? Well, because I'm right handed; Duh... Wait, I'm not actually sure if that's how that works. But oh well, I'm sticking with it. I'm the last one out of the classroom, as I wave goodbye to the teacher. I go through the doorway, entering the now not-so-quiet hallways. Gosh, it's like a little social death trap for me out here.

I wasn't in priority at this school, I wasn't popular, but I wasn't so low down no one knew me. I had friends, but most of them were girls. Only a few guys. That's why I'm constantly picked on. It's lunch period, which means we've got around 45-60 minutes to linger around and have fun... Or be at peace. I pass a few friends through the hall, but they don't bother to wave - they're busy with their on social lives. I'm not really myself today, I'm not extremely happy, and I'm not very hyper as I usually am at school. Seems like my lack of sleep and non-lack of depression has caught up to me. All stacked up on me on this first day. I decide to go outside, and linger around the benches and tables there. Somewhere I can be alone. But today, I really don't want to be alone, i want someone to be there for me when I'm sad, but the only thing I get is pushed around in the hall. I push the two push doors, and the daylight shines on my face. I smile as it does though, because usually that's a sign my day will brighten up along with the sun, but them I'm sudden shoved forward by a powerful force, and I know exactly who it was.

It was the guy who always picked on me; Duke. He was all crazy on muscles, and all not so crazy on tech stuff, like most people in the district are. I struggle to say anything, knowing it'll end up pissing him off in some way. "Still being lonely, Lawson? Why don't you go out and get some friends?" He snaps at me. Tired of all his pushing around and bull-crap, I step forward and shove him into one of his 'followers'. A small crowds gathered now. Okay, cool. A crowd, now they'll get to see me get beat up. At least some people will get to know me then. I try and let cheerful thoughts fill my mind, but it doesn't exactly work out so well. Duke still hasn't moved much, But I suspect he will any moment. "Come on Duke, scared of a puny boy like me?" I tease him, though I know I'm no match for him at all. I can see the red flushing onto his face, and I now realize my mistake. My huge, perfect white smile vanishes as he runs forward, sending a punch right for my chest. I don't have enough time to react. The air in me is automatically shot out of my mouth, leaving me on the ground. He grabs me by the shirt, and throws me a bit further, just for the fun of it. I feel a sharp pain on my side, and I know he's kicked me and bruised my side. Ugh. This day wasn't getting any better for me. He sends another kick at me, and I swear I'm hurt badly. He takes my left arm, and he begins to bend it. Then I hear it snap. I know he's broken my left arm, and know I'm grasping it in my right hand, pleading for someone to help. I'm a helpless, nerdy-ass boy lying in the middle of a eating area. I only hope someone in the crowds willing to help. Duke and his followers leave, and so does most of the crowd. Does no one really care? I can only get one more thing out of my airless throat before I'm ready to give up. "Please....Someone...anyone...help me...Please..."



OOC: If the whole arm breaking part is too dramatic, just tell me, I've got a much less painful alternative. (: BTW, if you want this to change back into "Open to All" Just tell me. Okayyy.

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[Azure]

I grabbed my books and shoved them in my backpack. I sigh as I glance at the menu before exiting the classroom, fish. So, that settles it, I'm not eating lunch today. I think to myself. Reaching in my pocket, and plug in my headphones, blaring the loud music to block out the world around me. I decide to walk outside and enjoy the beautiful day, but stop as soon as I open the door. There was a crowd gathered in a circle. Great, another fight was going on. I immediatly recognized Duke, the school jock. He always liked to pick on the helpless, those he knew wouldn't fight back. He was also an uncontrolable flirt, as he had tried to make a move on me more then once. I personally thought he was disgusting, though so many girls practically throw themselves on him. As he turned around and left the scene, he gave me a wink, as if he was proud of his latest accomplishment.

With the crowd clearing, I began to see the victim of Duke's latest rampage. It was a boy, Lawson, I think his name was. I shared a few classes with him, though he typically remained silent. I ran to the boy, pushing a few people out of my way to get to him. I sit on my knees, and pull out my headphones.

"My god, are you okay?" That was a stupid question, obviously this boy was in bad shape. His left arm lay lifeless on the ground, and I quickly realized it was broken. "We need to get you to the nurses office, now." I panicked momentarily, unsure of what to do next. His shirt was pushed up a bit, and I could see that a large, black bruise was beginning to form. "He had no right to do that to you. I'm so sorry." I could see the pain in this boys eyes, and I knew he wouldn't be able to make it to the nurses office on his own.

"Please, can you sit up?" I say. There was no way I could carry this boy to the nurse's office, so he would have to bear some of his own weight. My head is pounding, partially from fear for this boys condition, and partially from anger at Dukes actions. I would most definately say something to him about this later. Duke wouldn't sink so low as to hit a girl, so I had the advantage there. I look at the boy once more, and encourage him to sit up, so we could make our way to get him some help. [/blockquote]

OOC- Oh this is perfect the way it is. Haha.

[Toasty]

I lie there on the ground, the only beat I hear is my heart. Seems like everyone left, I think. But then, a whole new beat enters my exhausted ears, that of some kind of music. Then, I hear a girl begin to talk. Who was it? My eyes were to blurry with tears to recognize her, but she was panicking, and whatever she was saying, I assumed it was to help. All I could manage to do was nod my head and mutter 'Yes, please...' over and over, hopefully meeting her needs of helping me. My eyes began to clear, and I slowly recognized her, and that she was trying to help me. It was Ally, and I was in some of her classes. I remembered her as a nice, in general outgoing person, and her helping me now, well, it wasn't so surprising, but it still dazzled me a bit. "Sit up? Uhm..Sure... Why're you helping me? I figured everyone would just leave..." I manage to mutter, as a sharp pain enters my side and I suddenly grasp Ally's arm. I grit my teeth, my eyes shut tight, until I get used to the pain, and finally open them, I see her face, panicked and unsure of what to do. I turn to my left, to only see a lifeless arm within my black sweatshirt, it was actually kind of gross. It was bent unnaturally, and I wish I could have done something differently, avoided this whole big drama session.

I steadily rise to my feet, using Ally for support if she were to allow it. The black gravel beneath me is old, and I honestly think they should re-do it, mostly so I wouldn't have to get beat up over here anymore - But that was beyond the point. Why was she helping me, though? I'm not the best person in the world...she could have just gone and enjoyed lunch or something... But she decided to help me, and that puts a slight, smug smile on my face. The nurses office was pretty close, and as we walk down the hall, I can tell people are making fun of me, but also Ally, since she's helping me. "Look, if this is embarrassing you, I can make the rest of my way on my own, Ally. I don't mind... But I really appreciate that your helping me..." I manage to say, ignoring all the giggles and points directed at me. A slight blush fills my face, a bit embarrassed, as this is really the first time i've thanked a girl for something really this serious. Why was I blushing though? I didn't have the slightest idea.

Assuming she won't leave me alone, we reach the Nurses office. I'm barely breathing, the pain overcoming my whole body, my heart beat is now the only thing I can really feel. "...Lawson? You're not in here much anymore, what is it?" The nurse is really one of the nicest people at this school, and I really appreciated her. I slowly make my way to the cushioned bed, and lie myself down, hopefully letting Ally reply for me, because i'm just too hurt and exhausted to reply right now. I grit my teeth and shut my eyes tight as the pain overcomes me. i let out a slight grunt, shifting my body awkwardly on the bed.

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[Azure]

The boy's eyes were filled with pain as he struggled to sit up. I hated asking this out of him, seeing it cause him so much misery, but it was nescessary.

"Sit up? Uhm..Sure... Why're you helping me? I figured everyone would just leave..." I looked at the boy, feeling sorry for him. If I hadn't come to help him, he would lie here for god knows how long until a teacher stumbled upon him. Before I could answer the boy, he gasped and gripped my arm tightly. Turning my head so that he couldn't see me, I winced with pain. His grip didn't bother me, but there was something about it. I looked at the boy once more before saying, "Were gonna stand up now, okay? One, two..." I take a deep breath, preparing myself. "Three." The boy's cry of agony cut me to the core as I forced him up on his feet.

I threw his arm around my shoulder, to help distribute his weight. His heavy breathing told me that this short trip to the office was difficult, and I felt sorry for him. "We're almost there." I said urging him to keep going. But he stopped, halfway down the hall and looked at me.

"Look, if this is embarrassing you, I can make the rest of my way on my own, Ally. I don't mind... But I really appreciate that your helping me..."

"Don't be ridiculous. You're in no shape to be walking on your own. I don't mind." Just then I realised why he had mentioned this possibly being embarrasing for me. Every individual we passed had their eyes fixed on us, even Duke. I give him a dirty glance before returning my focus to Lawson, who's cheeks had turned a pale pink color. Wait, why was he blushing? I brushed this thought away when, what seemed like an eternity later, we reached the nurses office.

I sat Lawson down on the cot, and begin calling for the nurse. Soon enough, she walks in. "...Lawson? You're not in here much anymore, what is it?" Seeing that the boy was in no shape to be speaking, I spoke for him.

"Duke, he attacked him. He needs to go to the hospital, now." I say urgently. The nurse nodded in agreement as soon as she saw his arm. She rushed over to the phone and dialed a number, which I was positive was for the ambulance. I sit down next to the boy, who has his eyes squeezed tight in pain. I grab his good hand, whispering to him, telling him that he was going to be okay. I look at the nurse who was now looking at us. Just then I remember something I wanted to say, "I want to stay with him. I'm not going to leave him alone. I can't." She gazed at us before hesitantly accepting my statement. I smiled, then looked back at the boy lying next to me. Seeing his condition almost made me want to cry, but I decided to stay strong, for his sake. His mangled arm concerned me the most, seeing it lying at an unnatural angle at his side. It would be a long road to recovery, but I planned on being with him through it all, if he would let me. There was something about this boy, that drew me to him. Something that made him so likeable.

Looking back to last week, I remember a moment in class when our eyes had met. That brief moment had caused a blush to form on my cheeks, and a smile on my lips. This mess of a boy, lying in agony right next to me seemed like a complete stranger. I had never seen anyone in such a desperate condition, and it killed me on the inside. To see such an innocent person being attacked for no reason, it wasn't right. I take off Lawson's glasses and set them on the counter beside us. Last thing he needed was a broken arm AND glasses. He opened his eyes for a brief moment, and I smiled at him before he closed them again. [/color] [/blockquote]

[Toasty]

I lie on the bed, my eyes still shut. The pain in my arm was like a gun, shooting it's fierce pain throughout my arm, creating agonizing groans. The multiple bruises located on my side, too, they were painful. I lie there, hearing something about calling the ambulance, for the hospital to treat me. Why was this girl one of the only people that would help me? We barely know eachother, we never talked, so why had she decided to help me now, and in this situation. I could tell it was really painful for her to look at me like this, but I really admired her, how she would help someone in a tight situation like mine. She seems like someone who would stand up to Duke, just for what he's done to me. I could feel someone removing my glasses, was it the nurse? Ally? I'm not even sure if I was still in the nurses office. I open my eyes for a moment, to find Ally there, and a slight smile curves onto my lips, as I quickly shut them, beginning to fall into somewhat of a sleep.

All i could feel was shaking, and some sort of siren. It reminded me of the one that rang at school, after each period. Wait, an ambulance? So Ally and the nurse had helped me. But that's when I begin to open my eyes, and notice someone holding my good hand. I open my eyes, and I find Ally, sitting there, a worried look stuck on her face. She was still here? By my side this whole time? Wow. The pain in my arm returned as my eyes opened, assuming the sleep shielded me from some of the pain. There was something cold-an ice pack maybe, on my side, where my bruise was. I mean, was this whole thing that serious? I wonder if Duke actually did anything else to me, something I couldn't actually see. I decide to stay awake the rest of the time, and maybe talk with Ally, maybe get to know her a bit more. But, I felt too awkward just randomly talking in a situation like this, so all i can do is stare at her, and hopefully she'll start some sort of conversation.

[Azure]

Off in the distance, I hear the sirens wailing. It wouldn't be long before they carried Lawson off to the hospital. This boy has gone through so much in one day, I'm sure that I couldn't have endured it like he has. I see the boy opens his eyes, and I give him a slight smile. Soon enough though, it fades and his eyes shut again, sending him back into the world of agony. My eyes can't help but to water as I see this boy, lying helplessly on the bed. I give his hand a light squeeze to reassure him, and possibly myself. I could start to see beads of sweat forming on his face, and I reach to grab a towel to wipe them away. Pushing the hair from his eyes, I get a really good them for the first time. They were big and brown, and staring right at me. I blush slightly, before dabbing the cloth on his forehead. I smile and decide to speak, ending the awkward silence.

"So, Lawson, do you always get yourself into situations like this?" I silently curse myself for saying such a ridiculous comment. I pray that I don't offend him.

I look into his eyes, still seeing them reflect pain. Maybe it was a stupid idea to talk, seeing as he was clearly in no shape to. I notice that our hands were still wrapped around each others. He didn't try to pull away or shake my hand off, yet, he gripped it with equal strength. What did this mean? I brush off the thought, it most likely meant nothing at all, he probably just didn't want to be rude. And then there it was, the first tear, I felt it make it's way down my cheek, and I immediately wiped it away, praying that Lawson didn't see it. What was it about this boy that made me feel this way? A few more tears followed in the first's path, before I could get them under control. By then, the paramedics had made their way into the nurse's office and lifted Lawson up onto the stretcher.

I feel our hands rip apart, and my heart crash down to the ground. What if they don't let me go? I think to myself. But then, I see the nurse whisper in the ear of a medic and then glance at me. He then nods his head, and I know I'm in the clear. I return my hand to his, and follow the stretcher to the back of the ambulence. I climb in, and sit on the side, watching them work on the poor boy. I know he's in good hands now, yet, I can't stop myself from worrying about his well-being. [/color] [/blockquote]

[Toasty]

Do I get in situations like this often? Really? Did she think I did? I guess it was only fair to answer. "Uhhh. No, not really. I try to avoid them...so I don't get into thing like this." I answered, my heavy breathing making it somewhat unclear to understand, and the point that she was occupied worrying about me. This bed, was really not very comfortable. I really wish the ambulance would get here faster, because right now, who knows what kids are standing outside. I just wanted this day to end, even for this day to go back in time, so I could avoid this WHOLE situation.

I notice, probably at the same time Ally does, that our hand are still gripped together, our fingers weaved between each-others. I assumed it was just her trying to make me feel more comfortable, and she squeezed my hand occasionally, which supported my theory. Why did she begin to hold my hand in the first place? Was that something normal? Did I ask her to? I really couldn't remember, and that's when i finally identify a strange sound in the background. It's sirens wailing through the district. Finally, they're almost here. Wait, did a tear just roll down her face? "Ally, are you crying? Why are you crying?" After she answers, I hear the sirens stop, and I hear muttering and footsteps within the halls. They were here, finally.

I begin to lose connection to reality again, and I feel something, something escape my hands. Ally let go. Was she coming? I hope she does, she helped me, and she is helping me, she makes me feel comfortable. I begin really losing it now, sweat pouring in bucketfulls, as I feel her hand return to mine. Good, she's back. I figured she was coming to the hospital, or whatever with me. I'm put onto a stretcher, as I'm dashed through the halls. No ones muttering, there's no giggling, so I assume class in back in session. I'm immediately lifted onto an ambulance, as the tear the ice pack on my side off, replacing it with a bigger, cooler one. The pain came back a bit as they removed the first one, but it quickly evolved into bitter coldness with the new and improved one. They go to work on me, removing my sweatshirt, leaving my T-shirt on, insepcting my arm. They touch around it a bit, and as the do, the pain shoots through me, to my free hand, and i grip Ally's hand hard multiple times. Boy, was I glad she was here. They mutter a few things to eachother, and leave me be next to Ally, as I lay helpless on the cot. "Hey, Ally... I just wanted to thank you for being by my side this whole time." My eyes stare at her, a slight smile on my face. I only hope for a reply before the exhaustion takes me over.

[Azure]

The world around me was moving way to fast. Only this morning I was getting ready for a dull, boring day at school, and now I'm sitting in the ambulance with a boy I've just come to know, holding his and telling him he'll be alright. With every bump in the road, or sharp curve the vehicle makes, Lawson cries out in agony. I start to cry again, the weight of this whole situation being too much for me. Still gripping my hand he says,

"Hey, Ally... I just wanted to thank you for being by my side this whole time."
I nod my head and smile. It's hard for me to speak, so I just give his hand a light squeeze. It's too late to pretend that I'm not crying, so I let the tears flow freely, just wiping them away before they fall on the ambulance floor.

"I'm sorry, I'm such a wreck." I say to him shaking my head. "It's just, I've never seen anything like this happen and... you really don't deserve this." I motion towards his whole body. What Duke did to him was wrong. I ride the rest of the trip in silence, but soon enough, we pull into the hospital parking lot. Before I could utter a sound, they carried him away, leaving me in the waiting room, praying that he would be okay. The hospital smells strong, like the whole place was sprayed down with cleaner. I cry while sitting in my seat, wondering about the boy. [/color] [/blockquote]

OOC- sorry for the shortness. But I didn't have much time to meditate and write really well.

[Toasty]

Cool. We're at the hospital, and i dozed off after Ally responded to me, leaving a silence throughout the rest of the ride. I wake up a bit, to find my hand empty, and awake in a room with a few doctors. Most of them leave leaving 2 doctors and nurse, which look much like the one at school. "So, what happened to you, kiddo? You've got pretty bad bruises, and a broken arm, which we'll get to right away." "I got beat up at school, by a bully... Named Duke." I say this, highly embarrassed, as they carefully take my arm and insert it into some cocoon thing. They called it a...'cast.' They treated my bruise, attaching some soothing liquid patch, easing away most of the pain with a nice, pleasant feeling. They tell me I'm good to go, and that it'll take a few weeks to a few months to heal, and the bruise will heal within days. This ended better than i thought, as the nurse shows my the way back to the waiting room, Where I bet Ally is waiting for me. Walking, talking and laughing still hurts my side a bit, but in the end, it's all fine.

I swing open the two large metallic doors, of which lead to the waiting room, and I see Ally, crying, sitting there all alone. I can't do anything but smile, my glasses placed back onto my face. Any trace of tears or pain I may have had, are now gone. My smile stuck on my face, my eyes staring at her. She's crying... Did she really feel that much pain for me? I decide to call out her name, just so she knows I'm okay. "Hey Ally, I'm back. And I feel way better now."



EDIT-OOC: Sorry it's a bit short, Ally. I wasn't sure how exactly to Rp the cast and stuff, and I are very tired. :3. Anyway, YA! -huggles-

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[Azure]

Time passed by so slowly, what seemed like hours were merely a few minutes. With each tick of the clock came a new horrid thought. What if Duke cracked one of his ribs? Is he bleeding internally? What would happen is his arm was shattered, and not just broken? I try to force myself away from such thoughts, but the more I try, the more I think about them. I pull my knees up to my chest, and sit in a small ball in the uncomfortable waiting room seats. Two hours have passed since we arrived here, had something gone terribly wrong? My despair immediately ended as soon as I heard a voice from behind me say

"Hey Ally, I'm back. And I feel way better now." I quickly wiped away the tears and a smile spread across my face. So he was alright after all. I jumped up and ran towards the boy, giving him a big embrace. It was only after he winced with pain that I realized what I had done wrong. "I'm so sorry!" I felt terrible for what I had just done. "But I'm glad your feeling better now, though I probably just made it worse." I say, looking at him. I glance at the cast now attached to his arm, it was going to be a while before it completely healed. What would the kids at school say or do when they saw him? Would they just tease him even more now? I thought to myself. No, I didn't want to think about that right now, I just wanted to focus on what was happening at this very moment.

"Umm, I called my mother while you were back there." I tell him, motioning towards the door. "I asked her to come pick us up and take us home. But, she didn't want to wait for you to get out of the ER, so she just dropped off the car. I could take you home, if you wanted me to." I feel my face start to flush at the thought of me being alone with him... in my car. Where did this boy live in the first place? I personally lived on the outskirts of town, with a drive time of 45 minutes. I hated driving such a distance just to go to school everyday, but it gave me time to think about things, to meditate. I focus back on the boy who was standing in front of me. "So, what do ya say?" [/blockquote]

[Toasty]

Soon as I gave her the signal I was okay, her tears ceased to exist. They stopped right then and there, almost automatically. She kind of did a walking dash sorta thing, but I could tell she was really excited to see that I was okay. It was a nice feeling to know somebody that wasn’t my family cared about me. She stood there for a mere second, then gave me a large, warm-welcoming hug. It felt nice, though my side hurt a bit, but I decided to suck it up and smile, and hug her back with my free arm. She mentioned that she called her mom, if who didn’t want to wait for me, and that she left the car for Ally to use. Wow, her mom came here to give Ally their car? How did her mom come home? I wonder how far they lived from the hospital too. In my train of thoughts, Ally just stood there, waiting for a response, and I realized the awkward rudeness I created and began to blush, full of embarrassment.

A ride home? Alone in her car? I could tell felt a bit awkward asking me that, but I assumed it was the easiest and most convenient way to return to my house, and hers alike. I lived towards the middle of town, in between where the school was, and the outskirts of town. It was only about 15 minutes to get to school if I walked, which I usually did. “Sure, Ally. Thanks” I say, “I’ll try my best to show you to my house.” I make my way to the door that leads to the hospital lobby, grabbing Ally’s hand if she doesn’t follow fast enough. I make my way outside with Ally, pausing, a frown replacing my smile for just a few moments. How would the kids at school take me? For a joke? As a baby? I sigh as this thought enters my mind, my grip loosening a bit in Ally’s hand. I quickly try to cheer myself up, waiting for Ally to show me which car is hers.



OOC: Sorry if this one seems a bit short, got really bored at school, so at lunch I took a look at your post, and I memorized it and wrote this response on the way back to my house. :PPPPPP. And, if Ally chooses not to grab Lawson’s hand, just ignore the parts with that (:.

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[Azure]

The warm touch of Lawson's hand finds mine once again, and I welcome it. He agrees to my propositon about me driving home, so I walk with him out to the parking lot, where we pause.

"Well there it is." I say, pointing to a blue mustang directly in front of us. My mother bought me the car last year, even though I couldn't drive it then. They gave me no reason why they bought the car, though I believe they felt guilty leaving me home by myself all the time. I lead the boy over to my car and open the door for him, then walk to my side and sit in the seat. I pause for a second, then look over to the boy. "Well here we go."

I pull out of the hospital parking lot and turn in the general direction of Lawson's house. To break the silence I say, "So tell me a little bit about yourself Lawson. I mean, I see you in school, all the time, but, I don't really know you all that well." I smile at the boy, but then turn my attention back towards the road. When he described where he lived, it sounded exactly halfway between my house and the school. Would he let mr pick him up for school everyday if I asked him? I think to myself. [/color] [/blockquote]

[Toasty]

We enter the parking lot, where she shows me her car. It's a pretty cool blue, and it looks pretty nice. It's kind of strange, why I don't drive. I mean, i've got permitted and all that stuff, but our families got two cars, and my sister doesn't dare let me touch hers. Ah, my sister. The only person that hates me with all her heart. My parents weren't home most of the time, which is why I couldn't use their car either. Anyway, I sit down in the passenger seat, as I watch Ally start up the vehicle. These chairs are pretty comfy, I adjust my self around, strapping the seatbelt around me safely, avoiding my injured side.

I tell her where my house is, and she seems to know the general area of it, even though there were lot of twist and turns and loops around that area. It's one thing I hated when i was little, always getting lost around my own neighborhood. Then, she turns her head to me slightly, still keeping a slight eye on the road, and asks me to tell her about myself. I wasn't sure what to tell her, so i decide to tell her about my family-- my older sister specifically. "Well...Uhhh. First off, My names Lawson Grey, if you didn't know. Ha...And I'm not really sure what to tell you, Ally. I guess I'll start off with my family... My parents usually aren't home, and are out working or doing whatever they do, and I'm usually left to tend to my younger brother and sister. Uhhm...Well. There is one more person is my family, who i really don't like talking about..uhh But it's my sister. I don't like her well...Cause she's all popular and crap, and i'm all down there, so she gets angry at me a lot for humiliating her, even though it does nothing most of the time...So, anything else you really wanna know? How 'bout you? I wanna get to know you, too. Oh god. Who cares what the kids at school thought of me. How was my sister going to react? i bet she was there, rolling her eyes and sighing, then going to the bathroom crying about how bad this is going to affect her reputation.

I give Ally some directions, where we finally reach my house. It's a typical, medium 3-story house, with a plain gray outer layer and a white roof. I tell her to stop there, after letting her finish talking about herself. "So...Uhm...Ally. Wanna come over? I mean, you must be hungry or something, right? Plus, you got to meet my little sister and brother, they're the best. I sit there, ready to open the car door, waiting for a response from her.

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[Azure]

Lawson tells me about his family. His parents sound just like mine, always gone, though I have no siblings. I nod my head as he continues.

"Yeah, my parents aren't really home a lot. I'm always off doing my own thing you know? There's not too much to know about me personally really, I'm quite the boring individual." I didn't really know what to say to the boy, honestly. "Though, you might find it interesting that I used to date Duke." Wait, why did I just tell him that? I shake my head, hoping he didn't hear me, though the chances were very unlikely. It was last year, when I saw Duke. Like every other girl I fell for his looks, unaware the fact that he was a concited jerk that didn't care about how many hearts he broke. We went out for about a month, then a new girl moved into the area, and Duke dropped me like a sack of potatoes.

We pull into his driveway silently and I park my car. Just when I think he's going to open the door and leave, he turns to me. "So...Uhm...Ally. Wanna come over? I mean, you must be hungry or something, right? Plus, you got to meet my little sister and brother, they're the best." I pause to think for a minute, then I look at the time. My parents wouldn't be home for a few hours, so I nod my head and say I'll go in. It's not like they would care anyways. I think to myself. I turn off my car and step out, waiting for Lawson to lead the way. I hope they like me. [/color] [/blockquote]

[Toasty]

Seems we had a lot in common already. Our parents were both nearly the same, and I thought that was pretty cool. But then, she said something that sort of pissed me off, but something inside of me told me to let it go. She used to date Duke. Of all people? Why was she even telling me this? I could get really angry, but after all she's done for me, I don't think I can. I mutter a few things under my breathe, a frown on my face for a few moments, but all this is soon replaced by a big smile. "Wow....Uhm...Alright then. Let's go?" We go up to my front door, where I take a look through the open garage. I guess school was out, since my sisters car was here. I swing open the door, since I know for a fact my sister never opens the door, but what greets me there, is not as pleasant as I hoped.

"What the hell, Lawson? Why would you go and humiliate me in public, at school like that? What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know how many people joked at me about this? You shouldn't even be at school, for gods sake! Why were you even here? You're like a living hell for me, Lawson. Just, go away. Please." Marisa? What the heck? It wasn't my fault! Come on, you know Duke-" "I don't care what you have to say, Lawson. Just apologize to me right now, for all the shit you've caused for me. I'm glad you got yourself a broken arm, you deserve it! I was embarrassed. So, so embarrassed. But, I was also extremely angry with her, as usual. It was obvious Mom and Dad weren't home, but why her? I'm guessing my other siblings were in their rooms or something. But then, I see Marisa arch her eyebrow, staring behind me. Oh, no. Please not now. Oh crap. "Oh, look. You've gone from no friends, to one friend. What is she? Your girlfriend? Ohhh. You finally got somewhere in life? Or is she just another one of your pathetic so-called "Friends?" Her curled, deep dark brown hair swishes from side to side, her dark blue eyes glaring at me and Ally. Marisa comes up to me, shoves me aside, and confronts Ally. She stares at her, as if waiting for an answer, because right now, I'm speechless. I have nothing to say but I'm sorry to Ally, but I can't even get that out.

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