Friday, July 31, 2009

Chapter 4 Part 2: Maxxie and Oliver

Oliver woke up to the voice of Taylor and Fi. His body shuttered as it woke to the new day. “What?” He asked.
“Why are you such an ass to Max?” Fi asked.
“I don’t mean it… He takes it the wrong way.”
“The wrong way? You said you can’t be friends with him because of your ‘god.’” Taylor complained.
“I’m not dealing with this right now, just go.” Oliver pushed them off. Just as that moment, Tom saved him from the girls.
“Showers! Girls first, boys in ten minutes. Go!”
“Well, I guess you can consider yourself lucky Oliver.” Taylor said as she left the room with Fi. Oliver got his stuff ready and left his room after time passed. Matt was already gone, so he didn’t have to worry about him. Oliver walked down the steps to the lobby level and he saw everyone coming up.
“There’s no way I’m fucking doing that!” Taylor yelled.
“Honestly, that’s barbaric!” Fi complained. Max came up the steps moments later and Oliver confronted him.
“Hey how are you?”
“Fine. It’s a lot easier when you have one less person to worry about, you know.”
“C’mon Max just come back in the room.”
“Take it back. Just take back what you said.”
“Well, see you.” He went from where Oliver came and left. Oliver went downstairs and in the door to the showers. He came to an outdoors area which were supposed to be the showers.
“Showers? What the fuck is this?” Kale asked. Then out of no where a woman came with a fire hose in her hand. She twisted a knob on the end and it sprayed water out with tremendous force. She sprayed everyone with it and as Oliver opened the door to escape, she sprayed him in the back. Oliver yelled at the sudden rush in his back. He figured he was already wet, so let her continue, and as soon as she finished he ran inside quickly to escape the freezing air. He quickly dried and ran back to his room. He did his daily things and went downstairs to the conference room to hear about the day’s activity’s.
“So today, we will be going to a horse and chicken factory. You will see the process of making glue, and the process of making the chicken you eat at dinner. So, If you’d please go out side, we will be their soon.”
Once at the factory everyone was pulled to the horse room first. A man came out along with the translator for the group. He had a diagram that showed how to make the glue from horse, and he started talking is his own tongue.
“Horse is first prepped. Shaved and cleaned for starters. Then, the horse is taken inside here and moved to the boiler room. It is put inside, and you have glue. Now, If you’d direct your intention to the door, you will see a demonstration.”
“A demonstration?” Everyone asked. But before anyone could answer another man came inside with a horse. He let everyone pet it, then he took it into another room. The horse neighed a neigh that sounded like pain. Then, moments later liquid poured out of a pipe next to the group, into a pot…

“Chicken is also, prepped first. Its feathers are pulled out, and then it is killed. It is put into a vat of water to decontaminate, then onto a conveyor belt. The machine polishes it off and puts the chicken into its finishing areas. It is then packaged, and sent off to places for people like you to buy. Now, here is an example of the chicken.” A man came out with a chicken this time. He plucked the feathers out softly, and the chicken stayed calm for some reason. Then he put it on a table. He picked up a knife and killed the chicken. He put the head into a trashcan next to him, and set it inside the water. He took out a chicken that had already been decontaminated and put it on the belt. The group walked down the isle as the chicken moved down. They watched the machine peel off bits of skin, put some sort of seasoning on it and liquid on it. It kept moving along and eventually reached the packing area. Real people worked in this area, and they put the chicken into a Styrofoam bin. Then they let it go. It was wrapped with plastic by a machine and put into a bin that was big enough to fit at least a thousand of them.
“Now that concluded our tour for today, thank you for stopping by, it was nice to have you.” The translator said with the tour guide. Tom led the group outside and once they were there, they saw that the truck which took them here was now gone.
“What are we going to do now?” Matt asked.
“Walk, I suppose.” Tom answered.
“Walk? Are you kidding me? I’m not walking that. It’s has to be at least twenty miles!” Taylor complained some more.
“Want me to carry you?” Chase asked.
“No, I’m not a fucking two year old.” Taylor told him.
“Then why are you complaining?” Chase asked another question.
“Fine I won’t anymore.” Taylor beamed.
“How far is it Tom?” Fi asked.
“Taylor’s pretty close, but I’d guess 15 miles.”
“That’s not that far guys.” Maxxie told them.
“Not that far? That’s like a five hour walk if you’re walking fast.”
“Then we better start then shouldn’t we.” Max said.
“Tom, is it really that long?” Oliver said.
“Don’t be silly!” Their translator said, butting in. “It’s 25 miles!” They all walked the 25 miles and about twelve hours later they made it to the hotel.
“See that’s why we left so early. We got there at 5:30, and it’s only 6:45 now. You still have plenty of time to do whatever you want. Let me fill you in on another secret too. We aren’t doing anything tomorrow, so you have a whole day to rest.” Everyone lightened up a bit at that and returned to their rooms.

“Seen any more imaginary Russian girls Oliver?” Matt asked.
“She’s real, I’m telling you. Shall I see if she’s come to visit tonight?” Oliver asked.
“Sure why not.” Oliver got up and went to his window he looked out and there she was. Out on the upper balcony, looking out into the surrounding woods.
“Matt, Matt! Come look!” Oliver yelled. Matt got up and went to the window as slow as he could muster. Then, he saw her.
“Wow, you weren’t joking. She isn’t half bad is she?”
“Not at all. I want that.”
“Maybe tomorrow.” Matt said as he returned to his seat on his bed. He saw the drawing sketchbook under Oliver’s bed and he went and picked it up. “Isn’t this Maxxie’s?”
“Yeah, he left it here.”
“And you’re not going to give it back to him?”
“I will. Just not right now.”
“Why not?”
“Memories… Fear of losing people…”
“Draw me.” Chase told Maxxie as he took his shirt off.
“No…” Maxxie said as he drew in his new sketchbook.
“Why not?”
“Just because.”
“Come on, you’ve done everyone else.”
“How do you know?”
“I’ve seen. The one with Matt, the one with Mike, the one with Kale, the one with Fi’s brother and her dad seeing too.”
“You’ve seen them?”
“Yeah in you’re sketch book. You have the drawing and the name.” Chase said as he undid his belt.
“No! Stop, I’m not doing it.”
“You’re a fucking idiot, you know that? ”
“Thanks, I pride myself on that.”
“Come on, I’ll be good and still and all.”
“You have a best friend who thinks you’re a freak and you’ll draw him? I’ll give you head. That’s friendship.”
“I’m not drawing your dick Chase. Get over it.”
“Hey Taylor I need to tell you something.”
“If it’s any problems with Chase, I don’t want to hear it.”
“You’ll want to hear this one.”
“No I won’t.”
“Please Taylor, it’s important, it’s about Reagan.”
“I know, I know. It’s fine I don’t care.”
“You don’t care?”
“Nope, he apologized.”
“And that’s enough for you?”
“Well, there was a bit more than that…”
“Okay, I get it.”
“Yeah. Any ways, how was your piano concert thingy the other day? I meant to be there, but conflicts.”
“I didn’t win. I got second place.”
“Oh, that sucks. Sorry.”
“Don’t be. Do you honestly care whether I win or not?”
“Of course I do! Why would you think I don’t.”
“Oh, no reason…”
The night flew by from exhaustion within everyone, and the morning was quiet from more exhaustion. It seemed as if no one was ever going to wake up whatsoever. Kale was the first to leave his room that day… He went over to Angie’s room and was about to knock when he heard voices.
“I was thinking, maybe we could get to know each other.” Tom said.
“We do know each other Tom.”
“Well, mutually. I was thinking maybe we could maybe explore one another, see things never seen before.”
“Tom.” Angie said calm and nicely. “Fuck off!”
“Why not? We see each other everyday, it could work. Why do you think I brought you on this trip?”
“Well, fuck you Tom!”
“Well your just a fucking bitch who fucks around with everyone!”
“Oh yeah?” Angie left the room and ran into Kale outside.
“I’m going to fucking kill him, he can’t talk to you like that.”
“No, don’t. It’s okay.”
“I’m getting him and that’s final.
“No!” Angie said as she grabbed his head and kissed him. She pulled away abruptly and said,” What am I doing?” She then kissed him some more and pushed into Kale’s room across the way.
Maxxie decided to talk to Oliver again so he went into his room. He opened the door and saw Oliver sitting down facing the other way.
“It says prick a hole in the bottle, and take a whiff of the joint. Then you sip out of the bottle Matt.”
“What the fuck?” Max said as he took the manuel Oliver was reading out of his hands. “No drinking, sex or drugs Jesus boy!” Max ripped the manuel and went out the door. This time he wasn’t sad, only anger filled his body. He banged on the walls and opened up every door. He eventually got to the room Kale was and opened it up. He stood looking at Angie and Kale in the bed alone, wide eyed. Then he ran off away and away.
Matt eventually got back to the room and this time Oliver was staring out the window, ‘unaffected’ still, by what he had done. “You see her?”
“Yeah right there.” Matt went over and saw her through the window.
“You going to do something about her today?”
“I don’t know. Should I?”
“I wouldn’t…” Just then another man came into view. The same man from the other night. He put his hand around her neck and slapped her cheeks. Twice. Then he whispered something in her ear. He let go and went downstairs.
“Oh my god. I’m going Matt you can stay if you want.”
“Hey, he’s leaving now.”
“Perfect, let’s go.” They left the room and went out of the hotel. They ran over to the house and tried opening the door. It was locked.
“It’s fucking locked, what now.”
“Don’t worry I have something.” Oliver took off his backpack and took out a metal bar. He jammed it into the door and it popped open in a matter of seconds. They went up the stairs and into the rooms. Oliver found her first and Matt came in soon after.
“We have come to save you.” Oliver said slowly.
“Help?” The woman said.
“Yes, we help you.” Matt answered. Just then an angry voice came from downstairs.
“Its her fucking dad!” Oliver yelped. They both hid. Matt under the bed. Oliver behind the door. The man came in and started talking. He slapped her and left again. Oliver opened up his bag and took out another item. A rope ladder.
“A rope ladder? Honestly?”
“Well, I brought it to sneak out, but it works here too.” Oliver stuck it under the bed and brought it over to the balcony. He let it down and told Matt to sit on the bed. Oliver led the Russian girl over to the ladder and the front door slammed shut again. She yelled something in Russian and started climbing.
“Hide under the blankets!” Oliver demanded of Matt. Oliver climbed down the ladder and off.
“Do this Matt, do that. I fucking swear. They always want me to do stuff for them, but never do stuff for me. Fuck my friends. Fuck my life. Good job picking friends Matt. Your friends are shit heads.” He mumbled under the blankets. He opened the blankets and looked out. The man was standing right next to him. They both screamed and he started chasing Matt. Out the door they went, on and on.
Oliver took her into his room and sat her down next to him. He stared at her a long while before talking. “If you only could understand what I want to do to you. Fuck with you, course your body, pretty much everything.”
“Sounds fun!” The woman said.
“You speak English?” Oliver said astounded.
“Oh yes. I learned from like the best American show ever.”
“What is your name?”
“Kanana, you?”
“Oliver.” He said breathing heavily. She took his hand and stuck it up her dress.
“Oh wow, what is this.”
“It’s okay, don’t worry.” Kanana stuck her hand under Oliver clothes and felt him. “Could you be any harder?” She said in her thick accent.
“Nope.” Oliver said astonished by what was going on.
“What are we going to do about Maxxie?” Angie said.
“It’s fine I don’t need to talk to him. We see eye to eye about some things.”
“I’m serious Kale!”
“Even with the way he gets around?”
“Okay, okay. I will.”
“Thank you…”
“Was I good?”
“Shut up Kale.” Angie stared at him for a long while and then kissed him again, repeating what happened in the first place…
“Hey Fi, want to go out? Just get out of here? Just you and me?” Taylor asked.
“Sure, where to?”
“Who knows. Let’s just go.” They walked out of the room and out of the hotel. They followed the path to town and went in the mainstream bar, which was empty, due to the early time of day.
“There’s no one in here. Let’s just go back.” Fi said.
“Listen, I’ve never been in a bar and left without being totally tattered, and I’m not going to start now. You wait, they will come.”
“We’re going to get people to buy us drinks?”
“Of course, what else? All you have to is look nice.” Taylor took off the jacket Fi was wearing and moved parts of her clothes around to make her more stunning. They sat there looking through the window, and within minutes a group of men in Russian army suits came and looked through it. They saw the two sitting there and Taylor put on a flirty face. She winked at them and motioned for them to come in. They nodded and went inside. Only one spoke English and he talked to them mostly. Drink after drink they all drank and within an hour they were all singing. Russian song after song came and went. They all sang at the top of their lungs and they got drunker and drunker.
Chase walked down the hall, trying to find someone to talk to. When he reached Oliver’s room he heard a girls voice and Oliver’s. He opened up the door silently and crept in. He lifted up the blanket they were under and saw them getting it on. He laughed silently and Oliver lifted his head out. Chase gave him a thumbs up and went out. He went into the big playroom, which had a pool table, ping pong table and a bar, and told them how Oliver was actually with a real person. Oliver popped up soon after.
“Chase what the fuck was that?”
“Just curious.”
“She’s nice though isn’t she?” Oliver said as Kanana came out too. The guys in the room whistled and were all shocked Oliver could get something like that.
The door slammed open, revealing Matt. He was covered with dirt, leaves hung off his beanie and the rest of his body. His only clothes were now ripped and he was breathing heavily. “I just got chased by a mad man. Out of a house, through the trees and bushes of that forest, through the snow on the ground, and through a cornfield. However, I think I lost him back in the corn, so I’m okay.” The man came in and smacked Matt on the head with shotgun he held, knocking him out. He saw Kanana with Oliver and grabbed him to remove him from her. By this time everyone including the two teachers were out watching, even though they failed to protect. Kanana went over and hugged the man. She kissed him on the lips over and over.
“Wha—Why is she kissing her dad?” Kale asked.
“He’s not my dad. He’s my husband.”
“Your dad?!” Oliver yelled. Her dad pushed Kanana away and once again aimed the gun at Oliver’s head. Maxxie who had no clue what was going on, walked down the stairs. He turned and walked down the hall and saw what was going on. He heard the gun cock, and he ran over. He pulled on the mans arm and relinquished the gun from his grip. Pushing Oliver out of the way he aimed it back at the man. The man laughed and took out a handgun from his pocket, aiming it at Maxxie.
Angie who was tired of watching, finally decided to take a stand. She ran over and put herself in front of maxxie. “That’s enough Maxxie!” She demanded. “Can we talk?” She asked the man.
“Yes, can we talk?” She said now pantomiming the words. Now, Taylor and Fi opened up the door and saw what was going on.
“Honestly? We leave you alone for two hours?” Taylor said in a drunken voice.
“And look what happens!” Fi said, finishing her sentence. The two giggled and giggled as they walked out and down the hall. The men that were with them soon came in too and saw the fight. They all removed their guns and pointed them at Hanana’s dad. He dropped the gun and they handcuffed him. They started mumbling in their language, Hanana translated.
“There is a charge for armed response.”
“Listen guys. I was just about to get up and go and kick some ass, but you came in. So I don’t know if this is very fair.” Tom said trying to sound bad ass. Hanana translated to the men and the men talked some more.
“They don’t care. They say by law no armed response.”
“And what does that mean?” Tom asked.
“Basically, you are so totally going to have to pay them…” They escorted Tom to a bank and he withdrew money.
“100, 200, 300,400…5000.” Tom counted and gave to them. They said thank you, or what sounded like it and left.
Maxxie went outside and around the corner to talk to Oliver, maybe for one of the last times. He had been drinking, and he still had the bottle in hand. The way he walked about clearly showed that he was drunk and could say anything. He walked up to Oliver, the vodka swishing about in the bottle.
“Hey…” Max said.
“Max. You tried to save me.”
“Yeah, well I am drunk. Or was drunk and still am.”
“You were right Max. I am a hypocrite.”
“Want a drink?”
“No I can’t. It’s not right.”
“It’s religion Oliver…It’s just stuff. You don’t have to believe in it.”
“Well, then where does that leave me? Huh? I don’t get to choose.”
“But, where does that leave us?”
“Take a guess.”
“Fucking hell…” Max said as he turned around and started to leave.
“I lost my virginity tonight Max.”
“Yeah? Well, I did nothing.”

“Oh, well at least one of us had a good night.”
“Yeah, I think its kind of funny that now that you aren’t a virgin you feel like following your religion. You no what don’t answer that. I already know that answer.”
“Yeah. So, I’ll see you later then.” Maxxie turned around and walked back into the building. He walked back into his room to find Chase looking out the window and Taylor passed out on the bed.
“Hey, sorry man. You know, I can still cheer you up.”
“Shut up.”
“Taylor…She’s totally out of it, completely wasted.”
“Chase. You gotta stop fucking around.”
“I don’t…” Chase took his shirt off and started to kiss the drunk Maxxie. Maxxie begrudgingly let in to Chase, his deceitfulness seemed to work. Chase took his shirt off and kept kissing him more and more. He moved down to his neck, and worked on removing Maxxie’s belt and pants. With Maxxie’s help he got them down.
Taylor opened her eyes at the noise and saw what was going on. She got a disgusted look on her face and gulped. Maxxie let it carry out for about five seconds when it hit him. He lifted Chase up and said,” Chase, we finally found something you’re not actually good at.”
“What?” Chase said, shattered by his statement. Taylor quickly closed her eyes as Maxxie redid his belt.
“Goodnight Chase. I’ll find somewhere else to sleep.”
“What?” Chase said confused about what was happening.
The plane was in midair they were on their way home due to being deported. Kale walked down the aisle and winked at Angie. She got a angered look on her face.
“Something wrong?” Tom asked.
“Tom, just shut up…”
Maxxie sat next to Matt and looked through his sketchbook. Picture after picture they flipped until one caught Matt’s eye.
“Kirra? That’s really good. You really did…You really made her look beautiful.”
“Well she is beautiful.” Maxxie shrugged and Matt nodded.
Taylor sat next to Chase, looking out the window with a sad look on her face. She thought about her words to make them perfect before bringing anything up.
“Yes herp?”
“Do you have something to tell me?”
“Uh, I dunno. I like your hair?” She gave him a shake. “No? Your top is nice?” She pursed her lips and turned her head. “Uh, I love you? Any of those?” She disappointingly shook her head and got tears in her eyes.
“No.” She turned her head and the first tear streamed down her face as she looked out the window. Fi saw her face, but didn’t say anything, figuring it wasn’t a good time.
Oliver sat by himself on this ride. He spent a long while just thinking to himself about what was going on. ‘Is life worth this?’ He thought to himself as the plane went on its way back home.
They all went home after the plane landed. None of them spoke to each other for the rest of the day. They all slept most of the time, and did nothing very interesting.
Taylor sat on the grass before school. She watched the boys fuck around, just having fun. She had a sadistic angry look on her face as she watched Chase do his things. Maxxie showed up soon after and had a skateboard in his hands. It was Chase’s and he was giving it back. Chase whispered something to him and Maxxie set the skateboard down. Chase lit a cigarette as Max got on it. Chase took a drag and then put it into Maxxie’s mouth. He rapped his arms around Maxxie ‘positioning’ him on the board. Taylor knew what Chase was doing even if Maxxie had no clue, and she was done with it. The end was near…

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Chapter 4 Part 1: Maxxie and Oliver

Maxxie and Oliver
“We will be landing in thirty minutes…” A voice said over the loud speaker.
“Finally!” The whole class yelled.
“Quiet down please.” Tom yelled at them. “Now this trip’s purpose is education, so education is the only thing you’ll be getting.”
“I think I’ll be getting more than that.” Chase said nudging Taylor with his arm.
“Yeah, you think you will…” Taylor replied pushing him back.
“No, no, there won’t be any of that on this trip. This is a strictly hands off trip only. Listen guys we’re going to Russia! The land that’s still wild and untamed. Free, open, and full of mysteries. The land that Napoleon and Hitler failed to tame! This is more than education, it’s uh… Living, breathing, total education.”
“Yeah, a total hands on trip.” Maxxie yelled back.
“Yeah Tom.” Everyone else laughed. Tom took his seat and tried ignoring the kids for the rest of the plane ride.
“So Oliver, how’s that “turbulence” doing in your pants?” Maxxie asked in a joking matter.
“I already told you, it’s the vibrations of the plane along with the trubulence.” Oliver retorted.
“Uh huh.” Maxxie replied.
“Not to mention, those Russian peasant girls. They would do anything for a guy like me.”
“Oh really? Why would they go for you?”
“Think about it mate. They don’t get anything from anyone else, so they crave for any open guy such as me.”
“So you think?”
“I don’t think… I know.”
“You know Matt, why do you always wear that stupid beanie?” Fi asked.
“My hair looks like shit, what do you expect?” said Matt.
“Well, you should try without out sometime. Have you planned out what you’re going to tell Kirra?”
“I don’t even know if I’m going to ever talk to her at the moment.”
“What the fuck? Matt are you shitting me?” Taylor said turning around.
“Well he pushed her to trying to commit suicide what do you expect?” Chase asked butting in.
“He should at least talk to her. If she tells him to fuck off, then go ahead and don’t talk to her, but avoiding her will make it even worse.” Taylor explained.
“Seriously Matt, think of something.” Fi told him.
“So Angie, you going to see what a real man looks like on this trip?” Kale asked his teacher.
“No, I will not, no matter how much I want to, you are my student and it is just wrong!”
“You know you want me. It’s perfectly understandable, everyone does.”
“No! I do not want you! I will not have anything to do with you!”
“Okay, okay, whatever you say. I will leave you alone the rest of the trip if that makes you happy.”
“Thank you Kale, it’s so nice when people don’t pester you about everything.”
“Oh really, I think I’d like it if some girl was asking to fuck with me.”
“You aren’t asking if I would have just screw around with you, you’re asking if I will totally screw you, and I won’t. Big difference.”
“So you’ll screw around with me?”
“Please fasten your seatbelts, we will be landing shortly.” Another announcement came over the loud speaker. No one actually fastened their seatbelt, they just rode out the rough landing. When the plane landed, the exited through the doors and followed the path to receive their luggage. They got to the area, and they expected the typical machinery to deliver it, but instead they saw a big basket in the middle which they had to dig through. They dug and dug until everyone had their luggage, but one. The airline had lost Matt’s luggage on the trip.
“Well Matt, I guess your going to have to wear the clothes on your back the whole time.” Chase taunted.
“You think I don’t know that?”
“Just clarifying it for you, being a good friend.” Chase chuckled.
“Yeah, a good friend indeed…” They kept walking, following Tom. He led them through the usual safety precautions without problems, and they reached the front door.
“Do you have a bus?” Tom asked a man in the front.
“Eh?” The man said not understanding the language spoken.
“Do you have car?” Tom said still in english.
“Huh?” The man said again followed by his native tongue.
“Uh, do you?” Tom said while pointing at him,” have a bus?” Tom continued as he motioned the signal for driving.
“Ah.” The man said finally understanding. He pointed to a man over by a big bus, and spoke in his languge some more. After a bit of argument, the man said a clear,” NO.” The man motioned for him to follow, and so he did. He led the group to a big pickup truck and motioned for them to get in. The group squeezed into the back, body on body and eventually they fit. The car took off and everyone jerked even closer to each other. There was no room for moving it was to tight.
“How do you feel Chase?” Taylor asked him.
“This feels quite normal actually.” Chase answered.
“Normal? Honestly Chase.” Fi retorted.
“I’m sure it is pretty normal actually Fi, just look at the big picture.” Maxxie laughed.
“And you’d know what normal is?” Fi asked.
“More so than you obviously.” Chase said.
“Oh shut up.” Fi said, hitting Chase on the arm.
“Well it seems true, so why must he shut up?” Oliver jokingly said.
“Just be quiet!” Everyone else shouted at Oliver after his remark. They were quiet the rest of time until the truck pulled down a windy path that had a sign saying the hotel was that way.
“Finally!” The kids shouted.
“Yes, I need a hot shower and a decent hair…” Taylor said, cut off by the view of the hotel itself. It looked like a two hundred-year-old run down motel. It was made of bricks, which had turned black from age. The windows were semi-clean, and its only ‘attractive’ feature was the wood, which had been newly replaced.
“Oh great Tom, were staying in a fucking prison.” Fi said.
“Now, don’t judge a book by its cover, even one with a cover like this.” Tom said as he noticed a short and stout Russian woman come over.
“Come, I lock you in!” She said as she held up a ringlet with hundreds of keys around it.
Once inside the hotel, it was a bit better. A lot cleaner, nicer, and it actually looked like an okay place to stay.
“I told you, do not judge a book by its cover guys.” Tom beamed. “Now, pair up with your roommates, two to a room.” They all paired up and of course the usual couples together. “Now no. Its same sex only.” Whines were heard of course, and the pairs were made. Chase was with Matt, Fi was with Taylor, Max was with Oliver, and Kale was alone due to the odd amount. They all went down the hall only to find that their rooms were lockless.
“Of course.” They all whined. They all went into their rooms only to find a hell hole of a room. The mattresses were hard as rocks, there was no dresser, no shower, no bathroom, and bars on the window.
Oliver had his knees on the floor as he tried to open up his bag. Maxxie had his drawing book open, and was drawing a picture of some sort. Oliver kept trying to open it, but was struggling with the tightness of the bag and the design of the bag itself.
“Need some help mate?” Maxxie asked.
“Yeah sure, good luck.” Oliver replied. Max got up and took the spot Oliver was in. He pushed some things out of the way, and pulled on the zipper. He pulled once, and it unzipped itself, leaving a ring that echoed through the room.

“Wow, cheers Max.” Oliver said.
“Yeah anytime.”
“Wow, these are seriously impressive.” Oliver said referring to his drawing.
“You can keep it if you want, I just finished.”
“Cheers again man.” Oliver said. Max looked at the objects within Oliver’s suitcase. He removed one from the top and lifted it up.
“What the fuck?”
“What the hell are these? Sentimental times boxers?” Max said.
“What? You try arguing with my mother.” Just at the moment the door slammed open, showing Kale, Matt and Chase.
“Dinner!” They all said in sync. Max got up without Oliver who stayed behind. They got to the cafeteria type room and went to get their food. Today’s special was a potato looking mush with a green herb on top. They took their seat and tried to eat their food.
Oliver looked through the drawing book, and nearing the end he heard a noise coming from outside. He went to the window, and through the bars he saw a women. She was probably in her mid 20’s, with long blonde hair that hung down to her mid-back. She was very pretty, and looked native to the Russian land. She wore shorts that redefined the word short and a flannel shirt. The noise he had heard was the sound of an axe chopping wood in half.
Oliver stood there looking at her in awe. “Jack. Hotel group. Jack. Hotel group. Jack, uh. Hotel group…” He ran to the cafeteria in a rampage. “Guys, guys come look! Hot Russian girl, she’s got big tits and the whole package.” The guys got up(besides Kale), but Taylor and Fi remained seated.
“What the fuck is wrong with them?” They both said together.
“Well, you’re going to want to see this. She’s got a big chopper as well!” Oliver hollered.
“I wanna see that.” Taylor said as she and Fi got up, and the group left.
“You don’t want to see the girl with big boobs?” Angie asked Kale.
“No, I prefer American women.” Referring to Angie’s nationality.

They all went into the room and ran to the window. “Out there!” Oliver shouted. They looked out the window, but there was no one there. It was all emptiness.
“Sure Oliver…” Taylor and Fi said as the left.
“Tell us when you see Michael Jackson too!” Chase said as he left with Matt and everyone else.
“Sorry man, I believe you.” Maxxie said as he took a seat on the bed and started digging through Olivers bag.
“What are you looking for?” He asked.
“Your sexy night club clothes. We’re going out.”
“Alright sounds good, but make me a promise. Don’t bring back some big, uh--- guy.”
“Well Max, we’re sharing a room you know, and I don’t want to sit here and watch you do whatever you do with someone.”
“I dunno, maybe you could bring back someone too, your Russian peasant girl perhaps. We could have some sort of part, you know.”
“I’m serious Max, I don’t want to have to pretend to be asleep and hear all that stuff.”
“Could I bring a girl back?”
“I could, couldn’t I.”
“Well I don’t know. Have you ever tried being with a woman?”
“Have you ever tried being with a man?!”
“Don’t be sick…” Oliver said in a disgusted manner.
“You calling me sick?” Max said with his feelings hurt.
“No, it’s---it’s just against my religion. The whole gay thing is just---just wrong.”
“So our friendship is just wrong?”
“No, you know that’s not what I mean.”
“Well, it sure sounds like it. Take it back.”
“Uh, take what back?”
“You know what. Take back what you said.”
“I---I’m just to religious…”
“Then I guess I’m just to gay…” Max said as he got up and left the room. He walked down the hall and pinned himself against the wall. Moments later Taylor opened up the nearest door and looked over.
“What’s wrong Max?” She said empathetically.
“Nothing…” Max said with emotions filling his mind.
“Obviously there is something…”
“Not right now…” Max said as he ran away and down the hall.
“Max?” Michelle screamed. She got Fi and ran out to follow Maxxie. By that time Max was already out of the hotel, and gone from sight.
“Christ… Why does this always happen during times like this?” Fi exclaimed.
“Let’s go find him…” Taylor pulled Fi along as she walked down the route to the city.
Max kept running and running. He ran down the path until he reached the streets of the city. He searched for the quietest bar he could find, and he went inside. He got a shot of tequila and another drink to wash it down. He drank shot after shot, waiting for it to hit him…
Taylor and Fi knew he would go to some bar, so they searched every bar in sight. They finally came to the end of the main street and had no trace of Max.
“Where the fuck has he gone?” Taylor whined.
“You don’t think he’d go in one of those back alley bars do you?” Fi asked.
“I guess it’s possible. I really don’t want to look that much though.”
“I don’t either, but he’s our friend, we should help him.” Fi added.
“I guess, let’s go…” They looked through the alleys, and they found a bar in the middle of the street in a back alley. They went inside at the bar table sat Maxxie.
“So you want to tell us what’s wrong now?” Taylor asked.
“You know, some people are just so silly.” Maxxie said in a drunken voice. “Take Oliver for instance. He thinks that his religion controls his life! I mean how stupid do you have to be! Then you have silly willy Matt. He’s like the most inexperienced but experienced person I have ever met! Then you got Kale. Insecure load right there. I swear he’s going to die one of these days! Then Fi over here. You think that you know everything about everyone, and you can solve everyone’s problems! I mean honestly, get your own problems straight first. Then Taylor, my little slut over here. You think Chase loves you, you refuse to do anything when you’re taken, and you put out way too much. I mean just look at what you’re wearing. Whore written all over you.” Max continued in such a drunken way, it was almost incomprehensible.
“What the fuck? How much did you drink?” Taylor asked, shocked by his accusations.
“I don’t know. I think to much though.” Max said followed by a loud laugh.
“I think you forgot someone by the way Max.” Fi said.
“Oh, Chase? I don’t want to talk about him. I’d cause too much drama between Taylor and him. Haha! More drama!” Max yelled.
“What? What does that supposed to mean?” Taylor asked highly confused.
“Nothing Taylor, he loves you… Now Max why is it that you did this?” Fi said trying to change the subject.
“Oliver doesn’t like me anymore apparently, did you know?”
“What? I thought you guys are like best bud’s or whatever.” Taylor said.
“Well, religion conflicts, and apparently now he has decided it has to take over everything. So poof! HAHA poof! Good word, poof.” Maxxie laughed again.
“God, so hard to talk to you right now. Have you talked to him anymore about it?” Fi asked.
“POOF!…See, there you go again, always trying to solve everyone’s problems.”
“I’m trying to ask a fucking question Max…”
“Well, the answer to your ‘fucking’ question would be nopey-dopey-dope.” Maxxie said as he tapped the table to get another shot. The bartender gave it to him, and Maxxie drank it.
“Is there anything we can do for you?” Taylor asked Maxxie.
“Possibly. How about get me another shot!”
“NO! No more for you, that’s enough.” Taylor screamed at Max.
“Aw, just a few more.” Max repeated the tapping, and drank another one. He tapped it again, and when he put the shot up to his mouth Taylor slapped it to the ground.
“What was that for, the glass went POOF!”
“You don’t need anymore!” Fi screamed at Max too.
“You don’t need your virginity anymore, but does that stop you from keeping it Fi?” Max asked.
“Fuck, he’s really annoying.” Fi complained to Taylor.
“Me? Annoying? Good joke.” Maxxie smiled. He tapped the table again, and this time he got the shot down before they slapped it. “Got you both this time!”
“You need to stop Max! Enough is enough. You’re going to get poisoning!”
“Nah, I’m fine. I just need a few more.” He tapped the table and got another shot down. “Now that. Now that takes a special person.”
“Yes it does Max, now let’s get back to the hotel.”
“No, no. Just a few more.” He got another shot and swallowed it. He pointed at Taylor, then Fi, and mumbled some words. He rested his head on Taylor’s shoulder and moments later, he fainted and fell onto the floor, head first.
“Ah shit!” Taylor hollered. She turned him over, and his unconscious body was still breathing.
“What should we do?” Fi asked.
“Well, let’s try to get him back to the hotel, I guess.” Taylor took one arm and Fi took the other around their necks. They dragged his limp body out the room, and down the alley. They turned down the now deserted streets and continued on. They went past the city and down the dirt road.
“Good thing he’s not that heavy…” Fi said.
“He’s heavy enough!” Taylor whined. They struggled with him down the last turn of the road. They got him to the door, and tried to open it, but it was locked.
“Are you kidding me?” Taylor hollered.
“C’mon let’s go see if Chase can let us in.” They walked around the building and to the windows. They looked in each one, and eventually found the right one. The knocked on it once, but no response. They tried again, but no response. They got a rock, and threw it the next time. It hit the metal bars on the window and bounced back, hitting Maxxie right in the head.
“Shit!” They both said in sync. Max still to hammered to notice anything, his body stayed still. Taylor and Fi returned to pounding on the window, and eventually they woke up. Chase and Matt went to the window and tried to listen to what they were saying. “Open up the front door, it’s locked!” Taylor and Fi screamed.
“What?” Matt screamed back.
“OPEN UP THE DAMN DOOR!” They both screamed even louder.
“What?” Chase yelled back even though her heard them.
“OPEN THE FUCKING FRONT DOOR!” They screamed again.
“WHAT?” Chase hollered again.
“HOLY SHIT! OPEN UP THE DOOR!!” They yelled again followed by hand motions.
“What?” They asked.
“Open the door…” They said calmly.
“OH!” Matt and Chase said. Fi and Taylor dragged Max to the front door and waited for it to be opened. Chase eventually opened it up and saw the two with the unconscious Max.
“What the fuck did you do?” Chase asked.
“What did we do? How about you guys! Not to mention him!” Fi said.
“Yeah, can you move out of our way?” Taylor said rudely.
“Where are you going?” Matt asked.
“Well, back to his room dumb ass.” Taylor said. They kept dragging him on when Chase said,” You want us to take him? You look like you’re having trouble.”
“No, we’re fine. Do you know where his room is?” Fi told them
“Yeah, across from ours.” They followed the two and reached the room. They opened up the door, only to find Kale sleeping in Max’s bed. They closed the door and talked about what to do.
“Well we can put him in the room Kale was in.” Matt suggested.
“And if he wakes up?” Taylor responded.
“Well what do you suggest then?” Matt asked.
“He can sleep with me.” Fi offered.
“In our room?” Taylor asked.
“Yeah, our room.”
“Are you sure you want to do that?” Chase asked.
“Do you want him to sleep with you?” Taylor asked.
“Sure, why not?” Chase said again.
“As if we’d trust you with him.” Fi taunted.
“I’m not going to fight you for him. Go ahead, but if you want to, our offer is still up.” Chase replied.
“Our offer?” Matt said.
“Yes, our offer.” Chase replied.
“Fine, good night you two.” Taylor said as she dragged Max back to her room. They opened the door and went inside. They set him on Fi’s bed and positioned him carefully.
“What should we do now?” Fi asked.
“Well, we don’t need to baby-sit him, so let’s just go to sleep.”
“Easy for you to say, he’s not in your bed.”
“Then you can have my bed and I’ll go in yours.”
“You sure?”
“Positive. Or maybe I’ll just go to that empty room.”
“Yeah or I will.”
“Well how about I go and if you want for some reason we can trade later.”
“All right sure, I guess.” Taylor left the room, and Fi sat down. She stared at Maxxie until she drifted to sleep…
“Will he ever wake up?” Fi complained the next morning.
“I don’t know, he hasn’t even moved.” Taylor said. A knock came at the door with a voice. “Leaving in five minutes! Get ready quickly if you haven’t yet!” It was Tom.
“Shit, let me do this.” Taylor said as she walked out of the room. Moments later she came back with a smile on her face.
“We don’t have to go.”
“How did you manage that?”
“Persuasion, and wit. It was pretty easy actually.”
“I see, and what are we supposed to do now that we’re alone?”
“Well, he should be waking up soon and we can go out and do whatever after that. We don’t even have to wait actually.”
“Well we should wait a little bit at least.”
“Yeah I know. We will wait a bit, no worries.” Taylor got up and went over to her makeup bag. She took out some items and put them on, Fi did the same.
“So why are you still with Chase anyway?” Fi asked.
“Well, he loves me so...” Taylor answered.
“How do you know?”
“Well he must love me. He can have any girl he wants, so why would he want me with all the other girls?”
“I’d say that’s three-quarters right…” Max said, finally waking up.
“Maxxie!” Fi hollered as she went over and gave him a hug. Taylor didn’t say anything she just thought about the quarter that she was wrong.
“How do you feel?” Fi asked.
“Decent. You know how it is…”
“Yeah. How about we go to the town and get you some help?” Fi said.
“Nah I’m fine. Whatever you want to do is good with me.”
“Well, I’m don’t getting ready, so shall we?” Taylor said as she turned around to face them.
“Sure, let me just go get ready myself.” Maxxie said as he got up. He walked out the door. He walked into his room and found it empty. He put on new clothes, cologne, brushed his hair and walked out of his room to find them waiting in the hall. He walked out of the hotel with them and ventured into the town…
When they returned back, they returned minutes before the rest of the class did. They went to their rooms, and sat there like everything was okay. Oliver eventually came into the room and saw Max sitting against the wall, drawing a new picture.
“Hey man, I need to talk to you.” Oliver said.
“Yeah, sure. What?”
“I didn’t mean any of that yesterday. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, sure. Whatever, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”
“How about we just start over. Pretend like we’re not friends, and we don’t know anything about eachother.”
“Alright. I’m Maxxie, and I’m a homosexual. How about you?” Maxxie said without enthusiasm.
“I’m Oliver and I’m obsessed with my religion. It rules my life, if I don’t follow it, I beat myself up for it.”
“So you’re going to beat yourself up if we become friends?”
“No did I say that?”
“Well you’re breaking the rules, so that’s basically what you’re saying.”
“Why do you always do this?”
“Do what?”
“Make it so fucking awkward to be your friend.”
“So now the truth is awkward?”
“You know how I am! You know gay is just wrong for me.”
“I’m sorry I thought I’ve never met you before. I know that now though, so thanks for telling me before we became friends.”
“Just leave…Please…” Oliver said.
“Fine I will!” Max left the room again and went into Chase and Matt’s room.
“What’s wrong Max?” Matt asked.
“Oliver has decided to follow god…”
“Like more religious than he already was?” Matt asked.
“Yeah. I need to sleep in here for now on.”
“Sure, go ahead.” Chase butted in.
“Go ahead?”
“Yeah, go Matt.” Chase said
“Just do it…Maybe bring your stuff too.”
“I don’t have anything remember?”
“Oh, that’s right. Sorry.”
“Fine! Fucking fine.” Matt said as he left the room and into the next.
“Thanks.” Maxxie said as he got up and took a seat on his new bed.
“What happened?” Chase said as he got up and took a seat next to him.
“I dunno. He just switch about me being…you know…”
“Cooler than him?”
“Should I give you head?” Chase said without a smirk.
“It might cheer you up.”
“For fucks sake Chase.” Max was cut off by Chase kissing his lips. He quickly pushed him off.
“You fuck! You’re supposed to be a friend! I come in here with a problem and this is what you do?”
“We’re in Russia! I want to try something new, you know.”
“I’m not a hobby Tony… You aren’t taking up canoeing here.”
“I’ve been canoeing.” Chase said informatively.
“Well… What about Taylor?”
“Loves canoeing.” Chase said with a shrug.
“Fine…” Chase said as he got up. He took his shirt off and started to undo his jeans when Maxxie cut in.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“I’m going to get an early night. Going to bed.” He took his jeans off and sat down on his bed. Just at that moment the door opened to reveal Taylor.
“Hi Max.” She said.
“Hey.” He said as she sat down next to Chase.
“Mind giving Chase and I some time alone?”
“Uh, well no. Well I guess. Yeah sure. Sorry.” Maxxie said as he got up and left the room. He went back to Taylor’s room and decided to talk to Fi until he got his room back. They talked a while, and in the middle Max decided to say something.
“Fi, lemme ask you a question.”
“Okay, shoot.”
“What would you do if Taylor made a move on your boyfriend when they were alone, given the circumstances.”
“Why do you ask that?”
“No reason, just wondering.”
“Does this have anything to do with Chase?”
“No? Why would it have something to do with Chase?”
“It is isn’t it? What did he do? Who was it with?”
“No it isn’t. With no one.”
“Oh my god with you?!” Fi said, reading Maxxie’s expression.
Kale knocked on the door to Angie’s room. “One second Tom!” Came from inside it.
“It’s not Tom, it’s Kale.”
“Oh, okay. Come in then.” She hollered. Kale opened up the door and went inside.
“You’re sharing a room with Tom?” He asked.
“Yeah ‘budget’ couldn’t swing to single rooms.”
“I have a single room. I sleep alone.”
“Do you want to sleep with Tom?”
“Well, no, but just saying.”
“Yeah, any ways, what do you want?”
“Uh, how about a goodnight kiss?” At that moment another voice came from the door. “Can I come in?” It said.
“One second Tom!” Angie repeated. “Shit!” she mumbled. “Under the bed! Under the bed!” Kale got under her bed, and she let the blanket hang to cover the space up. “Okay, come in!” Tom came in, and took a seat on his bed. He removed all of his clothes, down to his briefs and sat on his bed.
“Can you please not do that tonight?” Angie asked.
“Well, I only sleep naked at home.”
“That’s fine… Can you just use a blanket tonight?”
“I guess I can try…” He took off the rest and got under the blanket. Within minutes, he was asleep. The blanket was off and he was snoring very loudly. Kale got up with a disgusted look on his face. He leaned in and Angie gave him a good night kiss. With that he left back to his room for the night.
Oliver got up and looked around outside. He looked everywhere, and lastly he saw a big house in the center of his view. The upstairs light was on, and he stared into the room. After a minute or so a woman came to the mirror that was visible from the window. She had a skimpy silhouette of an outfit on, and was discovered to be the girl Oliver had seen earlier chopping the wood.
“Matt, Matt come look!” Oliver said as he rushed over and picked him up by the arm. He took him to the window and pointed to the house. But by then she was gone and the light was out.
“You know, sometimes people want to see and have something so bad that they think they can see it. I think you are a horny little boy, and that is projecting this image into your mind. I’m going to go talk to some people, see you later.” Matt said as he left the room. The light in the room flicked back on moments after Matt left and the woman returned to the window. Oliver stared and stared at her. He stared at her for minutes and minutes when she finally saw something in the mirror. She turned around and saw Oliver staring at her. She smiled and waved at him. Oliver waved back. Then a man came to her and grabbed her. He took her out of view, and the light was turned off.
Oliver slightly disappointed went and sat on his bed. He saw Max had left his stuff in the room, along with the drawing book. Oliver went over and grabbed it. He opened it up and the drawing Max had given him flew out. It was a drawing of him and Maxxie sitting on a brick wall. It was sketched off of a picture taken by Kale, and was pretty much an exact duplicate. Oliver thought for a few moments, but resisted temptations.
“Fuck it…” He said.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Chapter 3 Matt Part 5

Matt came to his home, opened up the door and went to his room. He opened the door up and saw Kirra sitting in a chair next to his bed. She got up and took out a squirt gun, lifting it to his forehead. She squeezed the trigger and it squirted him, causing him to back off.
“Where were you?” Kirra asked.
“Uh, trying to help Taylor as you can see.”
“Wow, Taylor? What happened?”
“Uh, we got beat up by this uh gang.”
“Oh wow, well I’ve just been waiting here. For the past few hours.”
“For what?” Matt asked.
“For what? You honestly don’t know?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh nothing. See you later Matt.” She walked out of his room and down the stairs and out the house. Matt tried calling her dozens of times, but she never picked up, so he gave up after his 30th call. He turned on his computer and began to type his paper. He read his book for about an hour, his notes for another hour, then typed for 2 hours. He got to the halfway point on his paper when his body couldn’t take it anymore, and he passed out.
Matt woke up and saw his paper incomplete. “Fuck.” He huffed. He did his daily things, and walked downstairs.
“Where’s your paper Matt?” His dad said firstly.
“Gotta go dad, but I’ll finish it tonight. Bye.” Matt said while running out of his house and down the street as fast as he could to get to the school. Matt came to the school, and he walked inside. He went straight to his history class and sat down next to Max and Taylor.
“What the fuck happened to you?” Max asked.
“Care to explain Taylor?”
“Don’t talk to me you prick.”
“What the fuck did I do?” Matt asked totally confused.
“As if you didn’t know?” Taylor shouted at him.
“Know what!”
“About that bitch Regan!”
“I honestly didn’t know a thing! I swear to you Taylor!”
“That’s fucking it. That’s the last time Matt!” Taylor ran out of the classroom, and left the school.
“What happened now mate?” Maxxie asked.
“I honestly don’t know. Chase and Reagan were doing some stuff last night, and I tried to go and help, but then this group of girls stopped me and yeah.”
“Wait, a group of girls did that to you?” Max asked laughing.
“These were big girls though, not normal girls.”
“Oh yeah, I’m sure they were. Big and scary right?” Max said while shaking his head up and down.
“Whatever man.” The rest of the class seemed to go by slowly to Matt, and by the end, Tom passed back everyone’s course work.
“You all passed, great job guys. Now, before I let you both go early, I have something exciting to tell you. The school has decided to let you all go to Russia!” Tom said hoping to arouse attention, but when there were no cheers he said,” The best part is, no school for the two weeks we’re gone!” This got everyone’s cheers, and Tom was actually satisfied with his class.
“So, I’m going to pass out this slips, get them signed off by your parents, we leave next Monday if you’re going!” He passed out the forms as slowly as he could, and went and sat at his desk.
“Okay, since you all did so well, those of you who passed, go ahead and leave who cares if it’s early.” More cheers were heard and everyone started to leave the room.
“Everyone except you Matt.” Tom said sitting him back down. “How is your paper coming along?”
“Halfway done.”
“Oh really? Now Matt, there’s so many things I would like to say, but here is something can sum it all up. Life is like a bull. Wild, untamed, unexpected, and dangerous. You aren’t going on that trip if you don’t turn in your paper by tomorrow. Be the bull. You may go.”
“Thanks Tom. I guess.” Matt finished packing up his things and left the classroom, off to lunch. He got his food, and had barely sat down when Kirra came and sat across from him.
“Hey Matty.”
“Where have you been?”
“I’ve tried calling you dozens of times!”
“Oh, sorry. I haven’t been checking my phone. Anyways, I’ve decided to give you another chance. Meet me at that cafĂ© you always go to at three.”
“Okay, I’ll be there.”
“Well, alright Matty. I’ll see you later.”
“Yeah, bye Kirra.” Matt then dedicated his whole lunch to talking to Taylor. He searched and searched for her, but it was no use.
“You know where Taylor is Kale?” Matt asked.
“I dunno. Fi got a text, but she didn’t say where she was going, just with Taylor.”
“Oh alright.” Eventually the bell rang, and Matt went to his last class. He bared through it the best he could, and at the end, he immediately called Taylor. He called and called, and by the 12th time he got an answer.
“Mehol Bar, now.” Matt rushed to the bar, and there at the bar table was Taylor.
“Hey Tay.” Matt said.
“Hello Matt.”
“I just wanted to say I had.” Matt said before Taylor cut him off.
“I know, Max told Fi who told me that you were trying to help me last night, and you had nothing to do with it.” Taylor said as she took another shot of whatever she was having.
“Oh, well anyways, are you alright from last night?”
“You don’t have to try and comfort me or anything Matt. You know, I know you like me Matt. Just the thing is, I feel as if you are more like a.”
“Don’t say it please don’t say it.”
“A brother.”
“You said it. A fucking brother.” The music in the bar changed to a more toney and better song and Taylor had a smile spread across her face.
“I like this song. Would you like to dance?” She said as she got up and took Matt by the hand.
“Uh, sure.” Matt said even though he was already out of his seat. Taylor put her hands around Matt’s neck and she started to sway and dance to the music. After about five minutes had passed, Chase stood at the doorway staring at the two dancing. Taylor was the first to see him, and wide eyed, she saw him walk over and push Matt out of the way. He whispered something in Taylor’s ear, and she had a look of forgiveness on her face. Once they started to dance, Matt left the bar and walked down the streets.
“Fuck!” He said as he looked down at his watch. “Four! Shit.”

Kirra drank from a bottle of tequila. She gulped the entire thing down, and moved on to better things. She took out a bag of pills, and gulped them all down. Moments later, she passed out, in the middle of a park, on a bench.
Matt desperately tried calling Kirra, but of course she didn’t answer. Hours later, a call came from Kirra’s phone and on it was Fi.
“Where the fuck were you!”
“Who’s this?”
“Fi! She was so excited for yesterday, and the same for today, where have you been!”
“Where are you? What’s that noise? Where are you going?”
“Where do you think I’m going Matt?” Fi hung up the phone, and left Matt to think. Matt thought about Fi’s words, and it donned on him that she was on her way to the emergency room.
Matt rushed into the hospital, and called Fi. “Where are you?” he asked.
“Room 24.” Fi hung up the phone and watched the door. Matt walked in and ran up to Kirra’s unconscious body.
“How is she?”
“What have they done to her?”
“Pumped her stomach.”
“Is she going to be okay?”
“Listen Matt. All you had to do was go on that fucking date.”
“I’m sorry, I’m just concerned though for her still.”
“Why is it that you have chosen to start caring about her now? It’s a bit fucking late for that.”
“Excuse me.” A doctor said coming up. “You need to be family to be in here.”
“I’m her sister.” Fi said.
“And is he your brother?”
“No. He’s not.”
“Then I need to ask you to leave.”
“But she’s my girlfriend!”
“I’m sorry, that doesn’t count. Only family.”
“No I’m not leaving, let me stay!”
“Excuse me, can we get him thrown out!” Some guys came in the room and carried Matt away, and out of the hospital.

“What’s wrong Matt? You still sad about Taylor?” Max asked.
“No, we’re fine now.”
“Then what is it?”
“Fucking Kirra went out and overdosed on something, now I can’t even see her.”
“What the fuck? Why?” Kale asked.
“According to Fi, it’s because I wouldn’t go on a date with her.”
“Damn dude. You’re seriously fucked now.” Maxxie said.
“You are.” Fi said as she came up and looked down at the four boys.
“Where did you come from?” Oliver asked.
“Home?” Fi answered.
“You mean, you aren’t with Kirra?” Matt asked.
“Does it look like I’m with her?” Fi beamed.
“Well, is she fine? Who’s with her?” Matt said.
“She’s fine, and her parents happen to be with her.”
“Do you think I should go over there?” Matt asked.
“No, you’re the last person she needs with her, fuck off.”
“Damn Fi, what’s wrong with you?” Kale asked.
“You all are bugging the shit out of me. You wont stop staring at my tits, Matt is a total fucker, Kale you’re a druggy now, Oliver you’re uh, to religious, and Maxxie you’re fucking gay for Christ sakes stop staring!”
“Yeah…” Maxxie said in a puppy dog voice.
“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to go on the dance floor.” Kale said.
“Yeah let’s go.” They all agreed except Fi. Fi went to the bar table, and got a drink. She returned to the table, and that was when she saw Matt. He was with Reagan, and it looked as if they were flirting with each other. Fi looked sideways at the situation, but ignored it for the moment. She looked over to the dance floor and saw Taylor with the four guys. She returned her head to Chase, and that’s when she saw it. He had his lips pressed against hers, and was shoving his tongue down her throat. Fi gave it some thought, and was about to get up and slap him across the face, but he took Reagan’s hand and went out of the building. Fi ran over to the dance floor and went up to Taylor.
“Hey tay, I need to tell you something.”
“Not right now, I’m kind of busy.”
“But its important, you’re going to want to know.”
“Not right now!” Fi returned to the table and Matt joined her moments later.
“What happened now?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why did you want to talk to Taylor?”
“Oh, it was about Chase. He and that posh girl from his quire or whatever were over there and then left.”
“Well that’s just Chase, Taylor knows, but denies the truth about everything until she sees some real action.”
“I know her Matt. She denies everything even with action. Take what happened yesterday for instance. They’re already back together and she doesn’t give a shit about what happened. I’m going to try and tell her, but I doubt she’ll even care.”
“Do you know Chase?”
“No, but that’s not the point.”
“Yes it is. She knows how Chase is, manipulative, conniving…”
“Backstabbing, sneering, undermining, malicious. Yes, yes, he is.”
“Okay, so he doesn’t care if he does that because as long as she knows, it’s fine.”
“So you’re saying you would do the exact same thing? You’ve already fucked it up with Cassie, you’re even going to go as low as Chase? Well fuck off then Matt.” Fi left the table and walked out of the club. Matt confusingly left the club too and walked home. When he got home and opened the door he saw his dad with a cigarette in his hand with a depressed look on his face.
“What’s wrong dad?” Matt asked.
“It’s your mum, I need to tell you something.”
“She’s gone. She thinks I’m to horrible to live with.”
“Have you tried calling her?”
“No. There’s no point in doing that.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? That’s my fucking mom and you made her go away! What the fuck is your problem?!”
“Now son, there’s things you don’t get.”
“I don’t fucking get! I get it perfectly! You made my fucking mother go the fuck away because you wont fucking be nice. Now I want you to fucking call her now, and not stop until she answers. As you would say, no more sunshine sunshine, until you go and fucking get my mother back!”
“Do you cuss enough?” His dad laughed.
“Fine then.” He picked the phone up and dialed her number.
“I’m going to come the fuck down here in a while, and you better be trying her number more and more.” Matt walked up the stairs and went in his room. He got to work on his paper and repeated his actions from last night. He fell asleep many times, but was able to reawake. He did check on his dad once, and he was still trying to contact his mom, so Matt was okay. The moon passed, and the sun rose. Matt finally was able to finish his paper, minutes before his normal wakeup time. He printed it out while he did his normal morning duties, and the finished paper was a grand total of 24 pages.
Matt walked into the classroom and took a seat next to Taylor and Maxxie once again. The bell eventually rang, and Tom came up to him.
“Did you finish the paper?”
“Yeah, here.” Matt said as he pulled it out of his backpack.
“You were the bull. Good job, I’ll grade it this period.” Tom gave the instructions for the day, and the kids got to it.
“Matt can I speak to you?” Tom said.
“Uh, yeah.” Matt got up and went over to his teacher.
“Well I’ve finished grading it, and there’s some good news, and then there’s bad news. Which do you want first?”
“The bad, I guess.”
“Okay, the bad news is you didn’t even get a C.”
“Shit, and the good?”
“Don’t worry, this is good. You didn’t even get a C, but you managed to get a B+. With that grade, you pass and, you get to go on the trip!”
“Great, thanks Tom.” Matt returned to his seat and finished up his job for the day. Tom once again repeated his words from the previous day.
“Those of you who passed, go ahead and go.” Although this time he didn’t have to stop Matt. Matt went to drama today,(not stopped by Max and Oliver), and then went to lunch.

“So did you pass mate?” Max asked.
“Yeah, B+, not an A level, but enough.”
“So you’re going on the trip with us!”
“Yup. Is everyone going here?” Matt asked.
“Yeah.” Oliver said.
“I believe if they let me.” Chase said.
“If Chase goes I am.” Taylor said.
“If I can get the money yeah.” Kale said.
“Of course!” Max said.
“Everyone, but one person.” Fi said.
“Who’s that?” Matt asked.
“Kirra…” Fi said.
“Why not?” Matt asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe cause you wouldn’t go on a date with her, she went out and overdosed, and she’s in the hospital.” Fi answered.
“Fair enough, can I see her now?” Matt asked.
“No, I don’t think you should have anything to do with her until she asks you to, but that’s just me.”
“Well I was going to go see if I can see her later on, anyone else want to come?” Maxxie asked. They all agreed, but Matt was exiled from the group.
The rest of the day went quickly for Matt, and he walked on home. He walked into the house and the first thing he said was,” Did you get a hold of mom, dad?”
“No, she won’t pick up no matter what. Funny how things like this happen.”
“How’s that funny? I find that horrible.” Matt didn’t bother to hear more, and walked up the stairs and into his room. He got out his phone and tried to call people up. He knew one person would definitely answer, Chase, so he called him. Chase did answer and Matt said,” How is she?”
“Good, she’s up and talking now.”
“What? Can I speak to her?” Matt asked.
“I dunno. Lemme ask.” Chase asked and Kirra gave a very blunt,” Wow, fuck no.”
“She doesn’t want to talk to you right now, give it some time.” Chase told Matt.
“Can I just say something to her then?”
“Uh, lemme see.” Chase asked Kirra and she said,” he’s got five seconds.”
“Okay, you have a few seconds.” Chase gave his phone to Kirra, and she held it up to her ear.
“Hello? Kirra? Hello? Is anyone there?” Matt said.
Kirra closed the phone and handed it back to Matt.
“What he say?” Taylor asked.
“Uhm, hello, Kirra, and asked if someone was there.”
“Fuck what is wrong with him.” Fi said.
“Honestly, he has to be fucked up in the head now!” Taylor responded.
“Yeah, whatever.” They stayed with Kirra until visiting hours were over, then they all went home.

“How is she now?” Matt asked Fi as they entered the airport.
“She’s out of the hospital, and last I heard, she was going to some new institution.”
“What? Another one? Why?”
“Well, if you were a parent and your daughter has just tried to commit suicide, what would you do?”
“Good point, but if she’s out why won’t she come on the trip with us?”
“Her parents don’t want her to, I guess to many temptations away from home, just to dangerous.”

“Damn, I guess I’ll just try to look on the bright side.”
“You do that.” Fi said while patting Matt on the back.
“Now, guys I have your boarding passes over here. Please line up.” Tom said. They all took there passes and walked down the corridor.
“A fucking red eye?” Taylor said.
“Thanks Tom, great booking.” Fi said.
“Well, you can sleep on the plane, I was trying to make it nice for you.”
“I thought you just wanted us here early to make sure we were going, I didn’t realize we were actually leaving at this time.” Taylor announced.
“Well we are, now go put your bags away with them and go to the loading station.”
They all checked in their bags and went to the loading station. They took a seat on the seats provided and waited.
“Flight 292 to Russia has been delayed by eight hours.” A announcement came from a loudspeaker.
“Eight hours?” Taylor yelled.
“What the fuck?” Kale asked.
“Why?” Oliver asked.
“I don’t know, but I’m going to find out, be right back.” Tom said as he left the group. He went to the flight coordinator and had a quick chat with him.
“What’s going on?” Tom asked.
“Excuse me?” He responded.
“The flight. The flight to Russia. Eight whole hours?”
“Is that what I said?”
“Yes you did.”
“Oh sorry one minute please.” The coordinator gave a piece of paper to a lady in the room and moments later an announcement came.
“Flight 292 to Russia has been delayed by nine hours sorry for the inconvenience.”
“The plane has problems or something like that, I’m not sure. I’ll get back to you later.” Tom left, and went back to his class.
“Nine fucking hours Tom?” Chase asked.
“Yeah, nine.”
“Why?!” Taylor hollered.
“He said problems with the plane, but he too was unsure.”
“Unsure? He’s the coordinator for every plane in the airport! How can he be unsure!” Taylor asked.
“I don’t know, why don’t you go ask him yourself.”
“Fine I will. Fi come on.” Taylor said, tugging on her arm. She marched to the office and walked inside.
“May I help you?”
“Yes you can. Do you mind, uhm, just telling us what’s wrong with plane 292?” Taylor giggled.
“It has some internal problems, the engine I think.”
“And you expect such young girls such as ourselves to ride on it?” Fi asked.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind, can you please, give us another plane.” Taylor said trying to sound like a sweet innocent girl.
“I wish I could, but I just can’t.”
“Oh come on, you know you can. Just phone up someone and get us there please. We will do anything you want if you just help us this teeny bit.” Taylor said.
“Anything?” He answered.