<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:28:48.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skins Fanfic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-2342895365768290760</id><published>2010-02-08T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:45:51.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anecdote 4: Everyone... Kind of... Again</title><content type='html'>Ah, let’s continue. Oh, and I guess I can make the kid from the last post come back, since I had a few comments about it. Moving along here.)&lt;br /&gt;                Anecdote 4:     Everyone….Again&lt;br /&gt;    It wasn’t long before the group decided on a final choice of care towards Chase. They thought about it, and after a bit, figured out the best choice. They had decided upon making a last recording to Chase about current events, personal events, thoughts, opinions and everything else they could muster into their heads.&lt;br /&gt;    They planned the day, and then stuck to it. They arrived at the hospital, prepared, knowing that this may be their last time together as one. They all met in the upstairs floor where Chase had been for the last three months. They decided on the order they were going to go, and then one by one, they sent each other in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Fi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Fi dropped her arm, releasing her bag on to the desk next to her. She pulled out a small tape, to put into the large recorder they all had brought. She inserted it in, and thought about her words. She pressed record.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello, Chase. Ah, it’s kind of funny honestly. The fact that we’re taking the time out to do this when first of all, we don’t know if you understand us, at all. And secondly, you would never do it for us. Yet, I don’t think I’ll just bash you in today. I’m feeling kind of proper.” She giggled to herself, for it was true. “So, I’ve known you since, what? 9th grade? I still remember when Taylor introduced us. She had a enormous crush on you. I still remember her words ‘Oh, what I would give to get him…’ you get the point.  I remember what everyone thought of you, too. ‘Fucking jack ass.’ And you know what’s funny, they were right. I can’t say that I honestly can disagree with them. Still, I know from some experience, you can be a decent human being. I want you to know, that I hope to god that with this fucked up world of his, that he will some how find it in his heart, to look down on me, and my friends, and actually help us. But, that’s just hope right?” She got her bag, and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Taylor&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;             She walked in, did the same things as Taylor, and paced around a bit. A single and only single tear dripped from her eyes, onto the floor. She rubbed it away with her foot. Pressing record, she began to talk. “Do you realize how much I could trash you… I hope you do, because then I can just move on. I remember the times at the beach together, you taught me a few things on a surfboard. Of course I fell off. I remember when you used to come help me with studying, when I lied and said I had no clue what we were learning at school. I remember when the first time you kissed me. Said I love you. I remember everything so clear, like it mattered to me, and it makes me wonder; do you? Those are some of my fondest memories of my life and I’d put money on it, those times are pointless to you.” Tears streamed down her face, looking like a human waterfall. “And, the funny fact is, I love you.” She walked out. She was ready to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Kale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not much to say. How long have I known you…” He counted with his fingers. “Uh, 6 years? I think so. Its been pretty fun though. ‘Drinkin, ‘smokin, ‘partyin, you know there’s so much I think it would take me days to mention them all. Well, I guess, I don’t really care what the doctors have to say I know you’ll be fine. They all told everyone to just list the memories we have with each other, and I’m done, so I guess, goodbye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Maxxie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve always liked you the best.” He laughed. “Not what you’re thinking. I’ve always admired the fact that you’d do anything to get your way. Interesting how one person could do so much. Any ways, I know you can hear me, so I just wanted to say that when you wake up, I’ll be here. I’ll forget everything that has happened, I’ll put the past behind. You know, that’s what friends do for each other. I’ll always be here for you to help, when you need it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Oliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I never understood why everyone was so mad at you. I mean, for Christ’s sake, your Chase. You’d think they’d learn by now. But, I guess now is when it all comes back to you. Well, I guess it has been for the past three months. Maybe, If you suppose that you lose one day of fulfilled living for every time you did something unethical… Shit, you would never wake up. Sorry man. Any ways, I hope you know we’re always here for you.” He started to walk out, opened the door, then rushed back in. “Oh yeah, and ‘hoorah for all our memories.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Honestly, I’ve been here so much for you, and confessed so much to you, I don’t really need to record this. I don’t ‘wanna seem like an ass hole, but yearh, I’m just going to go. Oh, and I know you’ll wake up.” He abruptly left, he didn’t mean to be rude, but honestly, once a day for over three months seemed enough, at least to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Olivia&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, they kind of forced all the updates on me, whatever. So, Taylor got all A’s for her last semester. I know you guys like to read each others grade’s, or whatever, so I’m reading them to you now. Maxxie, three A’s 2 B’s. Matt, three C’s, two D’s, I’m surprised there isn’t any F’s. Kirra’s still missing, I’ve even seen missing child forms around, like in the post office. Oliver, all A’s, big shocker there. Fi, four A’s, two B’s. Kale, 4 D’s and one C, how is he even in school?” She laughed. “So, mom put me in counseling for my, alexithymiac problems. She thinks I can’t feel any emotion. I don’t know how much I can argue with her, though. I found a guy. Can’t really say he’s my boyfriend, but we’re. I guess, well I don’t know. We’re casually fucking, one another. He’s going to show me love through his dick. Or so he tells me. Anyways, I think this recorder thing is almost out of recording tape, it keeps beeping at me. So, with all the other condolences, I’ll just wish you good bye. Oh, and dude it sucks. If you wake up soon, you missed your whole summer.” Then she yelled at “Oh!” once again. “Your friend Dylan comes by every so often, I asked him to record on this, but he turned it down. Apparently he’s going to your college this year. I feel happier knowing that all I’ve said didn’t come out bitchy. Well, bye.” She skipped out, in a pretty good mood. She got over to everyone, and they all got the recorder, and left the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, it can be pretty bad sometimes, but it’s the choice you make, that determines whether or not you can change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, so I’ve had a few questions. So, in answer: Jason will reoccur. I think I said that at the top. Dylan will be main character soon. Someone will die in section two. This is the last anecdote; chapters are coming back. Taylor and Matt will not happen. Kirra is found. Maxxie finds a love interest. Haven’t decided if he should maybe be like an Emily from generation two or not. Fi and Kale’s relationship will be delved into. Kale won’t die. I can’t say about Chase. Oliver might have a twist or two. There’s a new girl character too. I think her name might be Lila. I have to go over it with Em though. I think that’s enough spoilers. Ask me some question’s on the comments if you want, I’ll answer. Depending upon the question. Oh, and I’ll come back to commenting on your stories. I’m about a week behind on my reading, so I have some catching up to do. Any ways, I hope you had happy testing.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-2342895365768290760?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2342895365768290760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=2342895365768290760&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/2342895365768290760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/2342895365768290760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/anecdote-4-everyone-kind-of-again.html' title='Anecdote 4: Everyone... Kind of... Again'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-7801011031057763253</id><published>2010-01-24T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:03:38.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anecdote 3: Taylor and Olivia</title><content type='html'>(A note won’t even cover an excuse.)&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;“What are we going to do Olivia…” Taylor said, on the brink of tears. She had shed so many tears lately, it was miraculous she could even conjure up anymore. She was sitting down next to Chase in the hospital. He was making no recovery. Hope…So very scarce.&lt;br /&gt;“I dunno’ Taylor. We can all cry about it, but sooner or later we’re going to have to own up to it.” Olivia proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;“How profound.” Taylor said sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s true. If he’s gone, he’s gone. There’s nothing else to it.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then stop being so fucking sulky.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s been three months. We’re almost at the non-recovery mark. One more month of sulking seems okay.” Olivia rolled her eyes and walked across the room. She hugged Taylor tightly, as if it were the last hug she was ever going to give. They just hugged for what seemed like ten minutes before releasing each other.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on girl, we’re going out on the pull.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really? And what makes you think I do that?”&lt;br /&gt;“Who are you joking?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, no one. Let’s go.” They both left the room and made their way down. They reached the parking lot and got into Taylor’s car. She drove off, slowly at first, but steadily accelerating.&lt;br /&gt;“Where to?” Olivia said.&lt;br /&gt;“Sarmello’s?”&lt;br /&gt;“No thanks, to formal.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sparks?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, I guess.” Taylor made her way to Sparks, another local nightlife hotspot. Silence made a veil over the two for the remainder of the drive. When they finally reached their destination with a sigh, Olivia got out of the car. “I tell you what, if you somehow can mange to get a guy out of here before I do, I’ll stop being so sulky.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wonderful prize Taylor.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, what do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s fine.”&lt;br /&gt;“And?”&lt;br /&gt;“And if you can get a guy out of here before me.” Olivia stopped to laugh a bit. “I’ll be your slave for the rest of the month.”&lt;br /&gt;“Month?”&lt;br /&gt;“Month.” They both stared at each other for a while then laughed. They walked up to the entrance and went in, splitting up.&lt;br /&gt;    Taylor looked around, sprucing up to look as ‘sexy’ as possible. She went up to the bar and saw a guy next to her.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m Tom.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor.”&lt;br /&gt;“Nice name.” He sighed. “Taylor…”&lt;br /&gt;“You single?” She asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;“Gay?” He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;“Got a job?’&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…” She leaned in and kissed him, he kissed her back. She pulled away and gagged. She walked off down the bar and around the corner to find a new guy. (HAHA Em, I had to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia went upstairs to the main dance floor and the first ‘hot’ guy she saw, she targeted. She watched him from afar and waited for him to see she was staring at him. Eventually, he did and came over.&lt;br /&gt;“You know, staring isn’t illegal, but it should be.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck you.” She said sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;“Feisty much?” Olivia shook her head. “You’re funny. Would you like to dance?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t even know your name.”&lt;br /&gt;“Jason.” He said. She took his hand and went over to the floor. They danced for a while before decided to talk some more.&lt;br /&gt;“What you doing tonight?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing, why?” She grabbed his hand again and pulled him with her. Down the stairs and saw Taylor was sitting at the bar. She winked at her and pulled Jason out of the club.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 During the 3rd Month of Chase’s Absence&lt;br /&gt;Chase- Nothing, zip, failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor- She was regaining some happiness. Not just do to the bet, but overall she was moving on, getting over Chase. She and Olivia had developed qutie a friendship over the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirra- Just give up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- He kept visiting. He was determined to never give up, to visit Chase until the day one of the should part. He kind of went into a shell though, not talking to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi- She and Taylor would often go visit Chase with Olivia. She was unsure about the whole situation still, but wasn’t going to give up for Taylor and Matt’s sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kale- At this time, he stopped visiting Chase. He gave up on him, and everyone else for that matter. He rarely visited anyone. The relationship he thought he had with Fi was shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxxie- He often would visit with his friends more so than Chase. He occasionally would however, feeling an obligation to do whatever it took to help a friend in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia- When we last left her, she couldn’t visit Chase, ever. Counseling had brought her over the hill of thought and made her believe she had to visit Chase. She wasn’t an emotional wreck anymore, she was moving on, but still keeping him there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-7801011031057763253?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7801011031057763253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=7801011031057763253&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7801011031057763253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7801011031057763253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/anecdote-3-taylor-and-olivia.html' title='Anecdote 3: Taylor and Olivia'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-4379247520616555014</id><published>2009-11-28T15:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:26:44.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anecdote 2: Maxxie and Matt</title><content type='html'>“Max?” Matt asked when he heard the phone stop ringing.&lt;br /&gt;“What’s up?” He responded.&lt;br /&gt;“I was going to hop around to the hospital, maybe read him a book. I dunno. You interested in coming?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, sure. I’ll see you there.” They hung up the phone and left their spots. They eventually met up at the hospital and went to the elevator. It opened up after a bit and only one person left it. They clicked the button, and watched as the doors closed. The elevator then lifted up, on its journey to the top.&lt;br /&gt;“How have you been?” Maxxie asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Better, initial shock has gone away. Yourself?”&lt;br /&gt;“Good,” he paused,” good.”&lt;br /&gt;“So, I was reading about his status at the moment.”&lt;br /&gt;“You were reading, Matt?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes…” He said through bared teeth. “And apparently, when you read to people with such statuses, they heal quicker. So… Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, cool. Did they release when he should be healed yet?&lt;br /&gt;“Four months, but if he’s not better by then…”&lt;br /&gt;“Then what?”&lt;br /&gt;“They’re going to ask to pull the plug. He’s almost ninety-percent brain dead. They said he has a chance to recover, but once the four-month mark passes without signs of recovery… His fate is very grim.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, wow.” Max said, trying to stay calm. “Well, let’s read away.” The elevator opened up and they both got out. They went to the visitors center and to the sign-in sheet and noticed something peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;“Dylan Dark? Who the fuck is Dylan Dark?” Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, dirty blonde, blue eyes, about six foot, very American looking.” The nurse said.&lt;br /&gt;“And he went to see Chase?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, you don’t know him?”&lt;br /&gt;“Never heard of him.” Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I guess he knows him. He’s on the certified visitor’s list.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm, okay thank you.” Matt left then with Maxxie down the hall, and into Chase’s room.&lt;br /&gt;“You think that was the guy who went out of the elevators downstairs?” Maxxie asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Dunno, but whatever. If he’s on the list, that’s fine… So Chase. Buddy…What books would you like to read today? “Last Night in Twisted River” or “Southern Lights”?” Silence. “Ah, I like that one too. Last Night in Twisted River it is.” Matt took the first shift, they switched off every other chapter. Halfway through the book, they took a break and both left. It had been at least six hours, and they were hungry for food. They both started calling people and all met at El Satisto, a Mexican food and bar.&lt;br /&gt;“How was your day Matt?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Good, I guess.” He answered.&lt;br /&gt;“What did you do?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Max and I read Chase a book.” Matt answered.&lt;br /&gt;“What book Max?” Oliver asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, Last Night in Twisted River, I think.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yup.” Matt added.&lt;br /&gt;“You two have been spending a lot of time down there together.” Kale put in.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Trying to support him. Times running out, man. Only 4 months left.” Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;“I was thinking we’d all go down there soon and bring a recorder. Record our voices, so when he recovers, he knows we were there for him.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll go.” Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;“Me too.” Maxxie said.&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll all go…” Fi growled.&lt;br /&gt;“Good. Anyone heard from Kirra lately?” No one answered. “Oh…” She paused. “God, you guys are a fun bunch.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well what do you want us to talk about Taylor?” Fi said. “We all have our minds preoccupied with other things. It’s hard to focus.”&lt;br /&gt;“So… Today when we went to the hospital someone named Dylan Dark had visited Chase’s room. Any of you know him?” Matt said, sounding very strange. Again, no one answered.&lt;br /&gt;“Dylan Dark. Hmm, I think that was one of Chase’s old friends from prepatory school. Then they went to different schools after middle school, but I don’t know. I haven’t heard that name since the beginning of 9th grade.” Taylor said after a while.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, well okay… Interesting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               During the 2nd Month of Chase’s Absence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase- Nearing the end of the 2nd month, his brain had slightly recovered to  twenty-percent functionality. His accident, as severe as it was, didn’t puncture his brain enough and left it the ability to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor- She still is in shock of the accident, but has gone through some ‘self-alleviating stress’ therapy to help her move on. She has accepted the chance of him coming out of his state to be very small, and to not worry her self over his chance of living. After all, how far can love extend itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirra- About time to start posting missing child signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- He feels deep down inside, Chase will come back, or at least that’s all he can tell himself. In his case, how far can friends bend to help one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi- She wasn’t affected directly, but was indirectly. Chase was their interesting fellow to drive their lives. He had all the parties to go to, he did all the stuff that made life interesting. She did want him to come back, but couldn’t admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kale- He now knew he did miss Chase. Even with all the things he had going on Chase drove him in many situations. As weird as Chase was, Kale wanted him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver- He had regained his original life back, minus Chase. He was happy with all that was going on, but Chase was the missing link to the Eden of his own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxxie- He had the same views as Matt. Although Chase had done what he had done, Max figured you just have to live and let go of the past. He moved on, and now he did want Chase to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia- She never visited Chase once. It still killed her to do it. She had such a love hate relationship with him, it just was to hard for her to deal. Her parents put her in extensive counseling, but she knew she had to admit to herself whether to move on, or keep in touch with the absent Chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When I wrote this, I felt a difference in my writing from the previous chapters/anecdotes. What do you guys think?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-4379247520616555014?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4379247520616555014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=4379247520616555014&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/4379247520616555014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/4379247520616555014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/11/anecdote-2-maxxie-and-matt.html' title='Anecdote 2: Maxxie and Matt'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-4360647428771392682</id><published>2009-11-26T12:39:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:40:25.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anecdote 1: Everyone</title><content type='html'>(Hey guys, loads of apologies. You also might want to fill me in on what’s been going on, in your stories. School has started and it’s been hard. Lots of work and all. There’s some other things going on, but that’s the gist of it. Now, I plan on updating at most once every other day. At least until this section is over. Oh and there’s going to be a new character soon. I’ve also written at the bottom what to expect to be coming up. Happy Thanksgiving all.)                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Explanation of now: Now, they’re going to be short 2-5 page posts one what each persons going through. If they’re life is in ruins etc.)&lt;br /&gt;    Taylor immediately cancelled the message and dialed the police. At first she got a busy noise and hung up. She called again and got the same thing. “Useless fuckers! Why do we have them if they’re busy!” She tried one more time and was finally put through.&lt;br /&gt;“911, what’s your emergency?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi? Hello? Oh my god, help us! I’m so worried please come help, now we need your help…”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry ma’am, but your going to have to calm down and take it slow.” It was a mans voice.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes… Okay my names Taylor, I’m at Richter’s Point by the canyon. My boyfriend has just fallen down it, we need your help right now!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay ma’am I’m transmitting the call right now, they’re on their way. Would you like me to stay on the line?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, just get them the fuck over here! Quick! He’ll be dead by then if you don’t hurry!” She hung the phone up and looked over to Matt, tears streaming down her face. “You fucker! Look at what you fucking did! You did this! It’s your entire fault! You pushed him into the fucking canyon!” She said through her tears,&lt;br /&gt;“I---I---I’m s---Sorry. I didn’t mean to.” He said as his own tears came down. At that moment Olivia showed up to tell them the fire department had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;“What’s going on?”&lt;br /&gt;“Matt pushed your brother into the canyon!”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Olivia… I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a bit late for sorry Matt!” Olivia screamed. “HELP! HELP!” She screamed again at the top of her lungs. Within moments the men arrived and she told them as tears came down her face. They went over and looked down to see him. They got out their equipment and started to scale down the sides. After a while they finally got to the bottom. They quickly ran to the body and saw the boy lying there. The medic checked his pulse and couldn’t find it.  He quickly strapped the body and the men started to climb the canyon to the top. They reached it and ran off with the body. The sirens were heard moments later an in a blink of the eye were gone.&lt;br /&gt;    Taylor rushed everyone into the car and followed the sirens. She followed them for what seemed like an eternity until she finally reached her destination. She ran out of the car without parking it and ran up to the ambulance, banging on the windows. The security guards in front of the intensive care building rushed over and grabbed her, but it was clear she wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Eventually after many flying elbows, they pulled her off and out of the way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        During the 1st month of Chase’s absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase- Identified with a crushed patella, tibia, fibula, femur, radius, ulna, and broken ribs. His spine for whatever reason was not harmed, but he suffered huge head trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor- She went into a new stage of her life. It was clear all that she had said prior to his occurrence was all a lie. She was still madly in love with Chase, and there was no understanding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirra- She was erased from the grid. No one had heard a word from her since she left. Not Matt, not anybody. As far as anyone was concerned, she was deader than Chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- He seemed like a lost puppy. Nobody to follow, nobody to love, nobody to be with. Crying at night couldn’t even explain the position he was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi- As much as she wanted to believe, she wasn’t really affected by this. He had brought more stress on her during her years than happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kale- He was unsure at this stage. He wasn’t the best of friends with Chase. They were friends indeed, but it seemed all right. What can go wrong with a couple of pills, Viagra, and a few raves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver- Not much to say. Once a prick, always a prick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxxie- Followed Matt around a lot when he would go to the hospital. He’s changed a lot in many ways. He has now figured out what’s wrong in life, and is determined to find happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia- Her brother was everything to her. He was now gone. She couldn’t bring herself to go visit him; it was just too painful. Everyday she would march into his room and dig a new object out of it, hoping to defeat the pain and anger within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each ‘anecdote’ will feature two characters and one every so often. It will also include at the bottom a little note about what’s going on with them during this month. After this section is finished, I’ll go back to chapters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-4360647428771392682?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4360647428771392682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=4360647428771392682&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/4360647428771392682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/4360647428771392682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/11/anecdote-1_26.html' title='Anecdote 1: Everyone'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-2279414784509197002</id><published>2009-11-26T12:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:39:49.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anecdote 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-2279414784509197002?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2279414784509197002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=2279414784509197002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/2279414784509197002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/2279414784509197002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/11/anecdote-1.html' title='Anecdote 1'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-3923851828834880855</id><published>2009-10-18T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:31:58.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: The End Part 3</title><content type='html'>(Okay, I’m still stuck on everything so I’m going to skip to the conclusion of ‘Book 1.’ I’m sorry this is so awful, I know, but its been so long I have to write something so… Sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor!” Chase yelled across the canyon. “Taylor!” She turned around and saw him standing there with a sideways look on his head.&lt;br /&gt;“Still stalking me?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, cause I always stalk you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just stop. I don’t want a fight, leave now or stop.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you want from me? It’s been months.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know what I want. I want you to feel what I felt. Like you’re willing to die, like nothing else matters. I want you to love me…”&lt;br /&gt;“You know I do, its unquestionable.”&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up.”&lt;br /&gt;“I do!”&lt;br /&gt;“SHUT UP!”&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor, I love you.” He sounded put out.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want that! I want it to be true, not something you’ve been forced to say.” Matt peeked behind a tree behind Taylor and saw what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t fucking say it anymore! That’s the best I’ve got.” Matt looked both ways down the canyon and in the distance he saw a bridge. He slowly made his way down the forest and eventually made it to bridge. He crossed it and made his way back to the two. By the time he got back they were both yelling obscenities, one after the other.&lt;br /&gt;    Matt got behind the tree and watched it once again, thinking over the plans he had worked out. “Well fuck you if you don’t understand. I’m not fucking gay, you were waiting for me to tell you something that wasn’t there!” Chase said.&lt;br /&gt;“People don’t just go around blowing some of their best friends! Chase it’s not even that! It’s the fact you lied! You deceived us! You undermine us! You treat us like shit, and you expect us to understand! Well we don’t!”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry! Okay? I’m sorry!”&lt;br /&gt;“No you’re not. If you were even remotely sorrowful then you wouldn’t have waited this long… Times up Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“Chase, that’s enough! Leave. It’s over.” Matt said stepping in. He startled Chase and Chase backed up.&lt;br /&gt;“No. Matty, Matt, Matthew, I won’t.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t make…”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t make you what? You gonna punch me?” Taylor sat on the sidelines, half confused on what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;“No. Just leave! Now!”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not.” Chase heaved himself towards Matt, knocking him to the ground, and continuing to pummel him. Matt had scraped up his knees, legs, hands, elbows and face, blood was coming out profusely. He got up and stared at Chase, tears streaming. He clinched his fists and charged full might at Chase, knocking him in the gut. It send him flying backwards. He got to the edge of the canyon and was trying to get his balance, but lost it. His foot left its mark and sent him flying down. Richter’s Point, the canyon which marks its territory, had claimed Chase.&lt;br /&gt;“CHASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Taylor screamed as loud as she possible could. She ran towards the edge and looked down. Matt stood there perfectly still, shocked at what happened. He fell to his knees, the pain was nonexistent.&lt;br /&gt;          Taylor watched the only person she loved, her best friend, her everything, no matter what had happened to them, reach the bottom, hitting the rocks. There was no telling what this meant for him, death was certainly the most obvious answer…&lt;br /&gt;    Taylor watched the bottom for minutes before doing anything. That was when her phone vibrated. She got it out and looked at it, one new message. It stated one word: Surprise…&lt;br /&gt;(So there you go. If you guys would like I’ll continue. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-3923851828834880855?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3923851828834880855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=3923851828834880855&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3923851828834880855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3923851828834880855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-8-end-part-3.html' title='Chapter 8: The End Part 3'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-6150307917279521295</id><published>2009-09-26T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:21:46.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: The End Part 2</title><content type='html'>Kirra took our her composition book and opened it up. She read threw the pages she had added since she had met Matt. It was filled with both hate and love. Contradictory, but true. She took out a pen, ripped out every page and a new blank page, and found a pen. She put the blank page on front and started to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Matt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve finally realized it. You have you’re life and I have mine. Some lives should never intertwine and these are some of them. So, this is how it’s going to go. I’m not going with you on the camping trip. I’m leaving now. Nothing is stopping me, and the world is wide open for me. I love you Matt and I always will. But I’m not going to be waiting for you forever so it’s time to stop playing this wicked game. I’ll always remember you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kirra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    She folded it and put it in an envelope with the rest of the papers. She left Taylor’s house and headed down the block. She reached his house quickly and knocked on the door. She quickly set it on the floor mat and ran away. She watched to make sure someone would get the note and when they did she kept walking. When she got back to the house she went upstairs and packed up her stuff, only to be interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;“What you doin?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m leaving.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“To start afresh.”&lt;br /&gt;“Where you going?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I was thinking Ireland or maybe Canada.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why would you want to leave?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sick of this.”&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re just going to run?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why not.”&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t run from everything, it all catches up with you.”&lt;br /&gt;“I can try.” Kirra put in her last possession and stood up.&lt;br /&gt;“So where do we go from here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nowhere.” Kirra picked up her bag and left the room leaving Taylor in awe and she walked down the steps. She opened up the door and looked back at Taylor. She knew she was shattering her friendship, but went out the door and shut it behind her. She continued down the street, making her way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kale waited in the same spot from earlier in the park. He was waiting for Fi to come and the wait was horrible. It seemed to take hours before she showed up.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kale.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s up?”&lt;br /&gt;“Not much, I guess. You?”&lt;br /&gt;“Just talking to you…”&lt;br /&gt;“You going tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, you?” Fi said, getting kind of bored.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;“Heard anything from you mum lately?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course not. She’s gone Fi, not coming back.” Kale said snootily.&lt;br /&gt;“You still with Angie?”&lt;br /&gt;“I was never with Angie, we were occasionally hooking up.” He again said snootily.&lt;br /&gt;“Jeez, I didn’t mean to set you off, calm down.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, I didn’t mean…”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s fine Kale.” Fi said getting ready to just leave. “Any ways, what do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“Just to talk? Is there something wrong with that?”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you want to do?”&lt;br /&gt;“Can’t we just sit here, for a while, and talk?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase had shoveled out the news that they were going camping tomorrow and was excited to go and crash it. He couldn’t decide whether which idea in his head was better than the other.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor?” He said when he got a call.&lt;br /&gt;“Chase?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;br /&gt;“Matt told me he told you…”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, he did.”&lt;br /&gt;“We didn’t invite you because… Well, you can come if you want.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry yourself, I’m not. I wouldn’t want to trash your wonderful little evening. “&lt;br /&gt;“No, it’s not that we didn’t want you because we knew you’d…” Chase cut her off.&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t. Just leave it alone.” An awkward moment of silence went on for about thirty seconds until one talked.&lt;br /&gt;“Chase? Chase?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…”&lt;br /&gt;“Exactly. I’ll tell you why you didn’t just hang up. Because you know I’m the only one who you can talk to and be understood by.” Chase smirked and thought she was insane for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Exactly right. Your absolutely correct.” Chase rolled his eyes. “Well, is there anything else you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, but I’m not getting it no matter what.” She hung up the phone and threw it against the wall, but luckily it didn’t break. Chase laughed and put his phone on his desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxxie walked up to Oliver’s house and stood in front of it, he braced himself and knocked on the door. In a few seconds Oliver’s dad answered the door and greeted Maxxie warmly. Oliver soon came down the steps, and saw Max.&lt;br /&gt;“Where’ve you been these past months?” His dad said.&lt;br /&gt;“Around.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why haven’t you been with Oliver lately?”&lt;br /&gt;“We were in a fight.” Oliver said.&lt;br /&gt;“A fight? Why would you want to fight with your friends?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m gay Mr. Manula.” Maxxie said.&lt;br /&gt;“You should never fight with your friend Oliver it’s not good you know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Dad, listen to Maxxie. He’s gay.” Oliver said.&lt;br /&gt;“So?” His dad said.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I thought you’d… Be mad?” Oliver asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Why? Is he your best friend?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…”&lt;br /&gt;“Listen, you don’t get many friends in your life who will keep coming back no matter what happens. Keep them close.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well yeah, but with the whole… You know.”&lt;br /&gt;“We have different lives. It’s not our job to judge each other, it’s His.” His dad said motioning up. “So, if this is Maxxie’s choice then so be it. But don’t be a fool and give up a friend like him.”&lt;br /&gt;“You found it.” Maxxie said. He said goodbye to Oliver’s dad and left the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fi, I got to tell you something.” Kale said.&lt;br /&gt;“Me too.”&lt;br /&gt;“I think…” Kale started.&lt;br /&gt;“I love you.” Fi finished.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, that.” Fi reached over and grabbed Kale’s head and kissed him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt walked into his home and into the kitchen where he saw his dad cooking something. It smelled horrible, but what didn’t with his dad’s cooking.&lt;br /&gt;“You got a letter, it’s on the table.”&lt;br /&gt;“From who?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know, go open it.” Matt got the note and took it upstairs to his room. He opened it up and took out the many papers.  He read the note first and by the end a tear was rolling down his face, only one. He quickly scanned through the other pages to find many different things. Some said how much they loved him, hated him, longed for him, and needed him. It took him a good while to put it all together and when he realized it he quickly put on shoes and ran out the door. He ran and ran until he came to the train station. He went up to the salesman before anything else.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi, I need to ask you something and I need you to give me a straight answer.” Matt said, exhausted from his run.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay?” The salesman said confused.&lt;br /&gt;“Did you see a girl come by here with blonde hair, kind of ditsy, dresses funny and weird?”&lt;br /&gt;“I see lots of people like that, you’re going to have to describe her more.”&lt;br /&gt;“Never mind.” Matt rolled his eyes and walked off he went down to the loading dock and saw a train closing its doors. He walked up to it quicker and watched it start to move. It made its slow set off and Matt stared through each window. Near the end he saw her face. Kirra was staring out the window, which she had opened. She saw Matt and watched him as the train drove off and away, into the sunset of the day.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry this took so long I’ve been really busy this week.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-6150307917279521295?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6150307917279521295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=6150307917279521295&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/6150307917279521295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/6150307917279521295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-8-end-part-2.html' title='Chapter 8: The End Part 2'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-8941303590864932443</id><published>2009-09-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:31:57.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: The End</title><content type='html'>Chapter 8&lt;br /&gt;                                                        The End&lt;br /&gt;    “Did you ever notice, when you get high enough it starts to rain?” Kale asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Rain?” Maxxie asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Rain.”&lt;br /&gt;“What kind of rain Kale?”&lt;br /&gt;“You know, the kind that falls when you find out your true friends.”&lt;br /&gt;“What are you going on about, I can’t follow you.”&lt;br /&gt;“List the people that would be there for you. When the rain starts to fall.”&lt;br /&gt;“Everyone, I suppose.”&lt;br /&gt;“Including Oliver?”&lt;br /&gt;    Maxxie paused. “Even… Oliver.”&lt;br /&gt;“Now, who would be there first for you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oliver…”&lt;br /&gt;“And who are you not talking to?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oliver.”&lt;br /&gt;“And who should you make up with?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oliver…”&lt;br /&gt;“And who are you going to go talk to right now?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oliver?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Oliver.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think so Kale. I’m good right here.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, I’ll just call him then.” Kale opened up his phone and found Oliver’s number. He pressed call and then speakerphone so they could both hear.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello?” Oliver said.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Ollie boy. Come meet us.”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, where?”&lt;br /&gt;“City Park. Main Place bench.”&lt;br /&gt;“Who you with?”&lt;br /&gt;“Max.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I’m kind of busy right now.”&lt;br /&gt;“No you’re fucking not. Get your ass here now.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. I’m coming.” With that, Kale hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;“See Maxxie boy? It’s that easy. Well, I’m gonna go. I’ll come back later. Perhaps with everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“What? You’re leaving? No you aren’t. Sit down.”&lt;br /&gt;“See ya later Max.” Kale left the area and Maxxie watched him as he strode off. Out of sight, and soon out of mind with the coming of Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Max.” Oliver said, taking a seat.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi.”&lt;br /&gt;“How you doin’?”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. You?”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“Just okay.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong then.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I got this friend. He won’t talk to me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe it’s cause you’re a hypocritical ass.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe I am. Yet, my friend won’t consider that as good quality.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe because it isn’t good. Maybe your friend just wants you to take it back.” Maxxie said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;“And how can he take it back?”&lt;br /&gt;“Take a lucky guess.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, it turns out I have no luck.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hide and seek.” Maxxie got up and started to walk off in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Maxxie got into a run then. “Seek what?” Oliver yelled, but Maxxie was gone and out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor sat in front of the school on the green with Fi, Olivia, and Matt. They had about thirty minutes before school was to start, and had nothing to do, but talk.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Olivia.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s Livi.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay… Hello Livi.” Taylor said again.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi.”&lt;br /&gt;“How you doin’?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Marvelous…”&lt;br /&gt;“Why you here?” Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“He just dropped you off?” Matt asked another question.&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m just sitting here with you because I have nothing better to do.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah sure… So guys I was thinking we go camping this weekend. How does that sound?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Camping?” Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. Richter’s Point or Hard Edge?”&lt;br /&gt;“Who said we wanted to go?” Matt asked again.&lt;br /&gt;“Because. Do you have anything better to do?”&lt;br /&gt;“No…”&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re happy to come.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sounds fun to me.” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re welcome to come too Livi.”&lt;br /&gt;“As long as its Richter’s and I’m not busy, sure.” Just then Kale approached the area alone.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Kale.” Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, what you guys doing?” Kale responded.&lt;br /&gt;“We’re going camping this weekend. You wanna join us?” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Richter’s?” Kale asked.&lt;br /&gt;“What is it with you people and Richter’s?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Shrooms.” Livi and Kale said at the same time. Chase approached the group and thought about sitting down. He eventually decided he needed to and did.&lt;br /&gt;“What you guys talking about?” He asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Ca---“ Matt said, but was cut off by Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;“How you left your sister here.”&lt;br /&gt;“She has no school today, and I was busy.”&lt;br /&gt;“Busy with what?” Kale asked.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a wonderful surprise.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well go tend to it then.” Fi said trying to get him to leave.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t need to. It’s pretty much done.”&lt;br /&gt;“So, when do we get to see this “wonderful” surprise?” Taylor said mockingly.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, just wait. It’ll be good.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good in our sense or your sense?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;          Chase put his finger to his lips and said,” Shhhh! That would ruin the surprise! Well any ways I actually do have something to do, so I’ll see you later.” He got up and left the college itself, disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;“He’s acting… Strange.” Fi said.&lt;br /&gt;“He is strange. So, Richter’s I guess on Saturday.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tomorrow?” Kale said.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.”&lt;br /&gt;“Who’s going to drive us?” Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor.” Olivia said, volunteering her.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I guess I will.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Sounds… Nice.” Kale said. “ I’m going to go anyone want to come with?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I will.” Matt said. The two got up and walked off into the school. Soon replaced by Kirra.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra, camping tomorrow with us?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh wow, camping?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s what she said.” Taylor sneered.&lt;br /&gt;“Cool, yeah, camping. Sounds fun.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good.” Fi said as another person sat down next to them.&lt;br /&gt;“Camping Max?” Olivia said.&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“We’re going camping tomorrow.” Kirra said.&lt;br /&gt;“Why would you want to go camping?”&lt;br /&gt;“Shrooms.” Olivia said.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, a little druggy on our hands.” Maxxie laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“You coming?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“I guess. Who’s going.”&lt;br /&gt;“Everyone?” Fi said.&lt;br /&gt;“Not Chase.” Taylor added.&lt;br /&gt;“Cool… Kirra you’re coming?” Maxxie asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Probably.”&lt;br /&gt;“I thought you were back in your care center.”&lt;br /&gt;“I can sneak out.”&lt;br /&gt;“Even if Matt goes?” Maxxie asked again.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. I don’t have to talk to him.” Just then the bell rang and everyone got up. They said goodbye and scurried off to their classes.&lt;br /&gt;           The first few periods went by slowly for everyone; horrible subjects, horrible teachers, horrible classes. When the last period finally ended cheers were heard throughout the school as everyone left.&lt;br /&gt;“What did you do this whole time?” Taylor asked Livi.&lt;br /&gt;“Sat.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why didn’t you go out with your friends.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want any friends.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“Go to an all girl school and you’ll see why.”&lt;br /&gt;“Do you have to be so fucking condescending all the time when someone’s trying to talk to you?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not gonna be polite. So pretty much.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, I have a question for you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Shoot.”&lt;br /&gt;“Do you know why your brother did what he did?” Livi shrugged. “Do you know what he did?” Livi shook her head up and down. “Hm, okay then. Thanks.” Taylor crossed her arms and left the school to go home. Chase soon showed up to pick his sister up, and they left. He drove her home and parked his car.&lt;br /&gt;“Out?” Chase asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Ass hole.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Fucker.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor.”&lt;br /&gt;“What about her?”&lt;br /&gt;“Fucking ass hole.”&lt;br /&gt;“Olivia?”&lt;br /&gt;“What.”&lt;br /&gt;“Get out.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay ass hole.” She opened up her door and walked up to her house door, opening it. Chase closed it behind him when he walked in and they both went to their rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxxie checked his phone and found twenty new messages and fifteen missed calls all from the same person. At that very moment the person called again.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello?” Max asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Max? Is that you?”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you going camping with us tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, cool.”&lt;br /&gt;“I already told you man. So there’s no point bothering with me.” Maxxie hung up his phone and turned it off to prevent any possible temptations. He packed up his stuff for the next day and couldn’t wait for the last hours to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There’s part 1. Part 2 possibly tomorrow. Here’s the explanation of parts. Part 1: Intro Part 2: It will wrap up most story lines Part 3: Camping Part 4: Wrap up the remainder of this “book.”)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-8941303590864932443?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8941303590864932443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=8941303590864932443&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/8941303590864932443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/8941303590864932443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-8-end.html' title='Chapter 8: The End'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-6006297311768213349</id><published>2009-09-11T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:41:23.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explanation by Comment.</title><content type='html'>Emily-Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie- Thanks, I'll make dialogue clearer and the setting. In the next chapter it's going to be called The End, and it'll have a lot of those things. Maxxie and Oliver will have a big place, Taylor and Matt will... Well it'll be interesting. I see what your saying, but I kinda wanted it all to seem surreal so it's kind of dreamy. Also, I don't want the reader to feel sad for her, I just want them to hate her at the same time, so I'm trying to conflict hate with feelings. Hope that clears it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oaks- That's how I felt from the show. A darkness to it, but comical to. Also, the whole Maxxie thing at the end is left for inference. Did he dream it? Is it all real? Did Kirra dream it? What's real? Just a bit to make you guys think. Okay about the next thing, I will. And she didn't. If you think about her character in general her whole swagger and self is all hidden. If I do write another Kirra, you'll see a different side to her perhaps. Next chapter will do all that. If you want a refresher, what part did you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass and Cady- I'm glad it's your favorite part. I was a bit unsure, but cool now. I was thinking about that. I had three things in my head. What you said, what I wrote, and happening at the hospital. C, seemed to fake, and A and B was a hard choice. Next chapter theyre coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a bit of what you can expect. Camping trip. Not like Michelle's birthday episode a combo of that Effy's season 3 and all new. Everyone will be there. This takes place later in the chapter. I'm going to end it very long like the 1st chapter. You can expect a lot of Oliver and Maxxie, seeing as they still have loads of issues and story holes. Chase and Taylor drama, but it won't be big. Taylor and Matt will have an interesting amout. Kale will be brought up more seeing as he's kind of died off. Fi, Kirra and Chase will just be iffy's. Then Olivia will be there, maybe to just mess it all up. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I hope this helped if you still have questions feel free to comment. Also, if you were wondering about Chase/Olivia chapters, they aren't there. Chase was chapter one. It was originally Everyone/Chase, but I changed it. Olivia isn't a feature yet so I don't think prolonging it will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-6006297311768213349?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6006297311768213349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=6006297311768213349&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/6006297311768213349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/6006297311768213349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/09/explanation-by-comment.html' title='Explanation by Comment.'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-322827931342262631</id><published>2009-09-10T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:54:41.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7 Part 2: Kirra</title><content type='html'>(Hey, this seems to be a little to much like The O.C. to me for some reason, and I’m unsure about the dialogue ahead. So give your opinion please.)&lt;br /&gt;            Matt and Chase arrived at the front of the hospital and stared inside the ER’s front window.&lt;br /&gt;“Is he going to die?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. You know as much as me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck, it’s my entire fault. I shouldn’t have… You know what no. It isn’t my fault. It’s your fault. You sent me there.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh shut up Matt. You didn’t have to follow my orders like a little puppy, you could’ve checked your messages, and you could’ve paid him. None of this is my fault.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do we do then?”&lt;br /&gt;“Go inside would be a good idea….” Chase said as he pushed along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirra stared blankly into her home. Thoughts of Matt poured through her mind, and she wasn’t sure what to do. Suicide didn’t work so what would. She had no clue, but a devious grin spread across her face. Maybe she did have a clue…&lt;br /&gt;            She opened up her front door and walked inside. She walked straight to the kitchen and saw her mom leaning against the sink. Her dad sat at the table.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello mum. Hi dad.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kirra. Sit down.” Her mom said.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes?”&lt;br /&gt;“We’re disowning you.” Her dad said.&lt;br /&gt;“What? What the fuck is that? That’s stuff you see in movies, and in fiction. And of all ways to bring it up, you do it so bluntly?”&lt;br /&gt;“We don’t have a choice dear.”&lt;br /&gt;“And why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“Your dad was fired today, and we can’t support you. It’s disownment or go to a foster home.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, couldn’t you have at least brought this up a little less suttle?”&lt;br /&gt;“We have to now, or it won’t happen. Your father has been out of a job for some time and neither of us have been able to find one, they’re coming for you tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks mom and dad. Do you have any clue what I’ve been going through?”&lt;br /&gt;“We know you have those original issues.”&lt;br /&gt;“Original? This is exactly what I thought. Mom I have a fucking eating disorder! Something’s wrong with me and I don’t know what.”&lt;br /&gt;“You think this is easy for us? Well it’s not and you have no right to speak to us that way no matter what your problem is. We’re losing our daughter! This is not easy, so stop trying to make this all about you. It’s not.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.” Kirra sang tunefully. “So may I see the papers or whatever it is?”&lt;br /&gt;“Here.” Her dad said as he pulled out a file from next to him. “You have to sign on every space there is, and we can do the rest.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine.” Kirra signed all the spaces after a while, and handed the file back. She kicked back her chair and a tear streamed down her face as she walked up the stairs to her room. She slammed the door behind her and locked it so no intruders would enter. She took out anything she could pack stuff within and did so. Bed sheets, computers, clothes, and jewelry. Everything you could think of was packed. She opened up her bedroom window and put the items carefully on the non-accessible balcony.&lt;br /&gt;           A knock came at her door as she started to contort her body through the window. She ignored it and proceeded. She took her bags one by one down the escape ladder and placed them on the ground. She heard the door upstairs being forcefully opened as she left the premises of her home. She fled the neighborhood and eventually came to a stop at a bench. She opened up her cell phone and saw the new message alert. She opened it and that same message appeared from Unknown…”Eat.”&lt;br /&gt;           She called up Fi, but no answer. She tried Taylor, then Oliver, then Kale, Chase, and even Matt, but no answer from any of them. She knew only one place she could turn to, that was friendly. She went to Taylor’s house, and was welcomed by her mom even though she wasn’t there.&lt;br /&gt;“Is it okay if I set these down here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, sure. May I ask what’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh nothing.” Kirra set her stuff down and started walking out the door.&lt;br /&gt;“That girl is so fucking strange…” Taylor’s mom said as she closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;          Kirra took a cab to the hospital where she hoped to find everyone. She paid the driver and walked into the ER to find familiar faces inside. “Hey guys.” Kirra said.&lt;br /&gt;“Where the fuck have you been?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh I dunno. Getting disowned by my parents, running away, at Taylor’s house, in a cab and here.” She said really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;“I have no clue what you just said, but I’ll take that as an excuse.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, of course you will. So how’s he doing.”&lt;br /&gt;“No one knows. They won’t tell us anything.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, it’s like the fucking television shows where they don’t tell the people anything.” Kale said.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for repeating what I just said Kale.” Taylor snapped.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Kirra.” Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, it’s you. Hi Matt. Hi Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“So…”&lt;br /&gt;“Is that all you can say? So? Have you ever heard of driving a conversation? How about, Kirra why did you get disowned? Or, sorry about our date.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, I’m really really sorry about our date. I know you’ve given me two chances. The first I utterly fucked up, this I still kind of fucked up, but it wasn’t as bad. If you’re willing to give me another chance, I’d take it in a heartbeat.” Chase laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra, why did you get disowned?” Chase asked.&lt;br /&gt;“My parents are homeless and I don’t want to go to a foster home.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry about that. Is there anything I can do?” Chase said, surprising everyone.&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing I want. So any ways, where’s Oliver?”&lt;br /&gt;“Didn’t want to come.” Fi answered.&lt;br /&gt;“He didn’t want to come see whether his best friend dies. Wow, great healthy relationship there. Kind of like everyone’s friendship. It’s fun watching everyone’s life spin round and round.”&lt;br /&gt;“Can you just calm down Kirra. Just try to get through the night?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“And where is his parents?”&lt;br /&gt;“On their way. They were on vacation.” Fi answered.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.” Kirra took a seat and the hours wandered away. One by one everyone fell asleep waiting for a doctor, until two stayed awake. Chase and Kirra.&lt;br /&gt;“So what made you decide to come?”&lt;br /&gt;“You tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’d hope the reason is because he’s your friend.”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop it Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop what Kirra.”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop everything. You don’t know any boundaries.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know Kirra.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. You know?” Chase stood up and put his hands against the wall behind her head.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. I do.” He stared into her eyes deeply and leaned in. She slid underneath his arms and out of the chair. She sat down next to it.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow Chase, what was your plan? Stay up, have a chat, and hope I’d blow you? Well fuck you!” She yelled, waking everyone up.&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong Kir?” Everyone asked, slowly coming to.&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing. Just decided to yell. It’s quite fun.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah sure Kirra.” Matt said as he once again closed his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;“Any news yet?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Nope, none.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m don’t sitting here. I’m going up there and demanding information.” Kale said as he stood up. He marched down the halls until a few doctors got in his way.&lt;br /&gt;“You cant come back here sir.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then give us some fucking information!”&lt;br /&gt;“About whom?”&lt;br /&gt;“Max. Maxxie Oliver.”&lt;br /&gt;“We can’t release anything yet. Not until his parents arrive.”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you joking? Do you know anything? His parents are at least a two days trip away, so are you telling me you’re going to not release anything to us? That kid. That kid is my best friend. I know I sound lame, but tell me what’s wrong with him. What’s wrong with that kid. Is he going to die?” Kale said as his eyes watered a bit.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry. We can’t. Now if you can get the parents to contact us, we may be able to talk.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me something---please.”&lt;br /&gt;“All I can tell you. Well I’m not supposed to. I can tell you that he’s in surgery.” Kale stared at them for few moments and then walked back. He reached the room and told them all.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, wonderful.” Kirra said. “These truly are the best of days.” She stood up and left. She walked the streets alone, with no followers visible. She reached Taylor’s house to find her mom gone, but she managed to get in. Tears streamed down her face as she stormed through the house. She couldn’t find anything to calm her down. No ‘cigs, no ‘spliffs, no pills, nothing. She couldn’t stop spazzing out as she started destroying everything in the house.&lt;br /&gt;           The door bell rang, and that brought her back down to Earth. “Shit!” She said as she tried to straighten everything up, figuring it was Taylor’s mom. She opened the door to see an unexpected face. Not even Matt.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Kirra.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you want?” Chase kissed her then, and she didn’t resist. They led each other up the stairs and entered a vacant bedroom. Kirra ripped off his shirt and started to undo his belt. She took it off and Chase took her shirt off. They took turns and kept going towards the bed. Kirra pushed Chase into a dresser on ‘accident’ on the way. “Fuck.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;“God, stop being such a pussy,” They reached the bed and she turned over on him and resisted letting him take control. Kirra had found the one thing to relieve her stress. Unlikely, but it was Chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirra opened up her phone. Chase was gone, the house was still empty. She found three new messages waiting to be opened. She opened the first one. It was nothing. She opened the second one and the same message for the third time was displayed. "EAT!” Then she opened up the last message and followed its directions.&lt;br /&gt;           She opened up the cab door and entered it. She sat on the seats quiet. No noise until she spoke. “Hello Steve.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s up kiddo.”&lt;br /&gt;“They say I have to come back for a re-evaluation. They think I’ve cheated the system.”&lt;br /&gt;“Did you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course not. Why would I do that?”&lt;br /&gt;“I know you better than that.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just go please.” He drove off and reached the destination. Kirra got out and went inside. She went through all the tests and went to the final examiner.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra. What is this?”&lt;br /&gt;“What is what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Everything marked correct is no longer that way.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why is it my fault? I already passed the first one.”&lt;br /&gt;“But not this one. This one is obviously more accurate.”&lt;br /&gt;“How do you know?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because. So, this is how it’s going to go. You will be readmitted at no charge.”&lt;br /&gt;“No charge?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Your parents?”&lt;br /&gt;“What about them?”&lt;br /&gt;“They scheduled this re-evaluation Kirra. You didn’t know?”&lt;br /&gt;“No. I didn’t know a thing.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. They also left a check for you for the next three months.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, so your going to be staying here for the time being. So you can go out and get your stuff. We’ll be expecting you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. And do you know where my parents are?”&lt;br /&gt;“No. They said they’d be gone for a while, but hopefully back by the time your school year ends.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, wonderful. So is there anything else?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nope, I think that should do it Kirra. Nice to have you back.”&lt;br /&gt;“Nice to…Be back.” Kirra left the institution and didn’t enter her cab. She went to Sparky’s Lounge and entered it. She sat at the bar and ordered food, pancakes to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;“Kid. What’s wrong.” Steve said.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve been reinstated.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t eat.”&lt;br /&gt;“And why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I’ve been getting messages telling me too. You haven’t been sending them have you?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I don’t tell you how to live your life. You don’t tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then who sends them?”&lt;br /&gt;“Who wants you to eat? Just eat.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay…” She cut a bite and stuck it to her mouth, but stopped.&lt;br /&gt;“So, what you been doing lately?”&lt;br /&gt;“Eat.” She put it to her mouth and tasted the first bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxxie opened his eyes. He was in his bed. What a crazy night he had had. Was it all real or was it a dream?&lt;br /&gt;“What the fuck?” He said.&lt;br /&gt;“You okay Max?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, not bad. What you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Thought we could hang out today. Dunno.”&lt;br /&gt;“How long have you been there?”&lt;br /&gt;“Minutes. Taylor, Kale, and Oliver just left.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oliver?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, he was here too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, okay. Cool.”&lt;br /&gt;“He misses you, you know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, and I miss him too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Kirra and Chase and Matt?”&lt;br /&gt;“They were here last night, but had to go.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. You won’t believe the dream I just had.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“Crazy.”&lt;br /&gt;“What was it?”&lt;br /&gt;“I got shot, Chase and Kirra and WHAT THE FUCK!”&lt;br /&gt;“What?!” Fi screamed.&lt;br /&gt;“What the fuck are those!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-322827931342262631?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/322827931342262631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=322827931342262631&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/322827931342262631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/322827931342262631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-7-part-2-kirra.html' title='Chapter 7 Part 2: Kirra'/><author><name>Jared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645968360031461477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-2291937454513940196</id><published>2009-09-02T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:00:35.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7 Part 1: Kirra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; PADDING-LEFT: 1ex" class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;                 Chapter 7&lt;br /&gt;                                                           Kirra&lt;br /&gt;"Now, let's see here… Kirra. Now Kirra, how do you feel?" The examiner said.&lt;br /&gt;"Fantastic!"&lt;br /&gt;"Fantastic? Good, good. Weight, good, height, good, food intake. How much food are you eating dear?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, almost four meals a day. It's amazing. Wow, I can't believe it myself. I didn't know life could taste so good."&lt;br /&gt;"Really?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I just love it."&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful. Check, check, check, check. Any thought of suicide lately?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh god no. Suicide?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Check, check, check. Okay then. You're free to go. Just know this clinic is always here for you in times of trouble or need. Or when you just need to get away from the city. Think of it as an asylum of the world."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, cool. That's great. Thank you so much. It's just amazing how much you've helped me." Kirra got up and stared at the examiner. She thought for a while then just left the room. She walked out of the building and entered her drivers cab.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Kirra."&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Steven."&lt;br /&gt;"Where to?"&lt;br /&gt;"School would be fine."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay then." He drove off and got onto the roads, slowly making his way to the school.&lt;br /&gt;"Got any new music Stevie?"&lt;br /&gt;"Watch you looking for? I have some of this stuff you kids like called rap. Then I have some classical. Both new."&lt;br /&gt;"How about classical."&lt;br /&gt;"Sure." He put on the music and drove along happily just as Kirra was. He eventually got to the school and parked in front.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks so much for driving me around this whole time."&lt;br /&gt;"I've been delighted to kiddo. It's been fun. As sad as I am, I'm happy to see you leaving me."&lt;br /&gt;"Me too. I'll miss you so much." Kirra moved in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Bye Steven." She got out and walked up to the school. She went inside and to her first class: Philosophy. She entered the classroom and saw everyone sitting down, but Taylor. She took a seat and waited for the bell to ring.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey." Matt said sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Matt."&lt;br /&gt;"So…"&lt;br /&gt;"So, you excited for tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Sounds fun. Where is it that you wanted to go?"&lt;br /&gt;"Scalianos sounds nice."&lt;br /&gt;"And expensive."&lt;br /&gt;"Nope. My dad works there we can eat for free."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh cool.  Scalianos it is." Chase walked in and took a seat right next to Matt.&lt;br /&gt;"Matt. Tonight we're going out on the pull. Okay? Now that Taylor has announced the divorce terms, we can do whatever we want."&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry Chase, he's going with me." Kirra said.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, where to?"&lt;br /&gt;"Scalianos."&lt;br /&gt;"What the fuck? You're telling me you're taking her to a fucking top end non-sexy restaurant on a first date? Don't be such a fucking pussy."&lt;br /&gt;"I quite like it there actually." Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, and he let me choose Chase, so that's where he's going."&lt;br /&gt;"Whatta joke. Well, I'll join you then."&lt;br /&gt;"What?" Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'll meet you there, what time."&lt;br /&gt;"Eight?"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. I'm going."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, Chase. Cool a group date. Can't wait…" Kirra lied. The bell rang and Julie came in.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi class."&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Julie." The answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Now, there's someone I want you to meet. As you know, I'm going to be taking an indefinite leap of absence, so this will be my reliever. Mr. Sykes, please come in." He walked in the classroom and the familiar face was shown. Matt instantly flipped out and ducked his head.&lt;br /&gt;"Is that your dealer Matt?"&lt;br /&gt;"My dealer? That's…"&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's yours. I would never get anything from that. Look at him. Fucking pathetic."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but he's going to fucking kill me now. He already said he would and now he's found me. I've been luck enough to get this far."&lt;br /&gt;"He's not going to fucking touch you. You're fine. If anything he'll go after your friends first."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh great so now everyone can blame it on me. Thanks so much Chase."&lt;br /&gt;"Matt, don't worry. You're fine. He probably doesn't even remember you." Kirra said deciding to help. "Listen Matt. He's a teacher he can't touch you here. So he'll have to stalk you home and he won't. Stop fussing over nothing. Wow, you look so stupid. Like a fucking child."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, okay." He lifted up his head directing his attention to 'his dealer.' He reluctantly stared into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. So yeah. I'm Clyde Sykes. Nice to meet you all." He looked around and at everyone's faces, stopping at one in particular. He tilted his head and looked at Matt funnily. Then anger spread over his face as he moved on.&lt;br /&gt;"He fucking remembers me. Shit!"&lt;br /&gt;"Haha, so you're fucked. Who cares." Chase said.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, good thing we're going on that date tonight. I get one from you before you die." Kirra said jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks guys." Matt tried to hide the best he could for the rest of the class and he left when the bell rang. Rushing out to the cafeteria to hide in the lunchroom. But when he saw Clyde walk in he rushed out. He then sat outside, soon to be joined.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong Matt?" Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, you look like shit man." Maxxie said taking a seat on the other side of him.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with him?" Kale asked sitting down too with Oliver by his side.&lt;br /&gt;"My fucking, or the one Chase said to go to, dealer is our new teacher. He's going to torture me and kill me."&lt;br /&gt;"What? Say that again, I have no clue what you just said." Fi said.&lt;br /&gt;"New teacher. Clyde. He is---uh---my dealer. Then, he wants me dead."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. That's nice. Well, I need to get to class. We all do actually. Have fun in your free period." Fi got up and started to leave.&lt;br /&gt;"What? Don't go. I need, help." Matt said worriedly.&lt;br /&gt;"It's fine Matt. You're good." As they watched him start to hyperventilate.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, we'll get back to you." Kale said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, back to you. Soon." Maxxie added.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah dude. You're fine. Bye." Oliver said as they walked in, past Kirra.&lt;br /&gt;            Kirra's phone buzzed and she got it out of her pocket. Matt took out his phone to call his mom. She opened it up and saw a new message. She looked at it and it claimed, "EAT." She looked around at all the people, until she saw Matt, putting his phone back in his pocket. She thought for a few moments and left the school, on her way back home.&lt;br /&gt;           The hours passed by and the time eventually came for her to go meet Matt. She left her home and walked her way down the streets. She made her way to the restaurant and sat on the bench in front.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you ever realize how horrible that kid is? He makes you wait, he forgets about his dates, he doesn't even fucking chase after you. It's amazing how bad he is." Chase said sitting next to Kirra.&lt;br /&gt;"I'd take that then waking up seeing him blow one of my best friends." Kirra said becoming mad.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, that's not a valid statement. He was bored, I was bored and are we bored now? No. I did it for fun."&lt;br /&gt;"Fun? That's not fun. Fun is something you enjoy and others enjoy. Not something you get joy out of doing because you make others feel like complete asses. You have a messed up logic if you think so."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, no ones bored. I call that fun." Matt walked up at that moment and interrupted the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey…You two."&lt;br /&gt;"Matt! You came!" Kirra said childishly.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Don't want you killing yourself anytime soon."&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, wha--Never mind. Let's go." Kirra said as she walked in. They were waited soon after and took their seats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0pt; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Fun huh. Us three. Friends. Sitting together." Kirra said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, very…" Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, don't let me interrupt you two. I'm not going to bother you. Pretend I'm not even here."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, cool. Wow, Matt. I like your clothes. Are the actually clean for once?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yeah. I assumed this was a pretty special occasion so why not."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, Matt. So, I was expelled from the clinic today."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah? How'd you pull that off?"&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean? I'm fine now."&lt;br /&gt;"Fine? You hardly eat, and everything else is just shit. Who you trying to fool."&lt;br /&gt;"Matt, you hardly know anything about me, do you know that? Do you even know why I've been in any of these places you hear about?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, but that's not important. I suppose, when you like somebody it doesn't really matter what's wrong with them." Chase smirked.&lt;br /&gt;"I like you Matt. So, I'm going to tell you why. So, institution number one: Mind Institution. When I was born, I had trouble breathing. No air for so long caused problems. It screwed it all up. But, here I am today, going strong." Kirra smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"You seem find to me. So, I don't think it really did do anything."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah sure Matt. Anyways, institution number two: Suicide. You already know."&lt;br /&gt;"Well now. Wow."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. Wow. Institution number three: Eating Disorders. From previous problems the doctors say, caused this. But, it shows them what they know. I'm out of there. Weight is normal everything is perfect."&lt;br /&gt;"How'd you do that." Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Weights in my clothes."&lt;br /&gt;"No, I mean fool everyone about eating."&lt;br /&gt;"Not right now Matt. Some other time."&lt;br /&gt;"You know you can talk Chase? Right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I know. It's much more fun watching her drive the conversation, you making a joke of yourself, and hearing about your guys boring lives."&lt;br /&gt;"Chase, why did you even come."&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing to do. Bored. Why else?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, interesting. Cock of the year, big bad ass Chase is bored. No girls to penetrate now?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Kirra. Everyone hates me. Sure." Just then Matt's phone began to ring. He took it out and saw the name across it. He answered it and began talking.&lt;br /&gt;"Taylor?"&lt;br /&gt;"Matt? Is that you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, what's up?"&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, I'm out with Kirra and Chase."&lt;br /&gt;"You need to go. Leave now. You need to bring them down to the hospital. Now."&lt;br /&gt;"Where? The hospital?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Matt quick!"&lt;br /&gt;"Why? What's happened?" Matt listened in. "What? What happened to him?"&lt;br /&gt;"Your fucking dealer has shot him. It's not looking good."&lt;br /&gt;"Where? What part of the body?"&lt;br /&gt;"Actually three shots. One in the stomach and two in chest. They don't know about where though." Taylor's voice still in a panic.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh fuck. Okay, I'm leaving now. The hospital. Bye."&lt;br /&gt;"Bye Matt." Matt filled them in on what was happening, and he left. Kirra decided to stay behind. She didn't care whether that certain someone might live or die. She only cared about Matt. He once again left her. It just wasn't meant to be….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-2291937454513940196?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2291937454513940196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=2291937454513940196&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/2291937454513940196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/2291937454513940196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/09/re.html' title='Chapter 7 Part 1: Kirra'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SpM4bf6ZZBI/AAAAAAAACIA/g-eiyXV2KQE/S220/ilym4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-1533631792560760426</id><published>2009-08-17T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:30:26.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6 Part 2: Fi</title><content type='html'>Fi knew how Chase would operate that night. She knew he was around somewhere, so she walked with Taylor home. She came to her home and her instincts were right. Chase was waiting on the doorsteps.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor! And Fi… Can you give me some time alone?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think so Chase.” Fi shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;“Fine. Listen Taylor.” Taylor cut him off.&lt;br /&gt;“No you fucker. You listen to me. You know you don’t love me, and we’re done. Chase, I don’t trust you anymore.” Taylor said as her eyes watered up. “You know, when I’m with you, I get this indescribable feeling. You obviously don’t.” He approached her and forcefully kissed her on the lips. “Nothing.” She said as she walked off up to her door.&lt;br /&gt;“Chase just fuck off. She doesn’t want to hear your voice. Leave it alone for a while.” Fi entered the home with Taylor and left Chase outside. Taylor knew she had lied. She couldn’t let go of him, but it wasn’t her fault, only his.&lt;br /&gt;“What am I going to do Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t help you. You have to resist. He doesn’t love you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you saying just let go?”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you think?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver sat next to Kale and Fi in class. Taylor sat next to Maxxie and Matt. Kirra wasn’t present and Chase sat isolated in the corner. Angie entered the classroom and one by one the class presented their newest reports. When she called on Chase everyone sensed something horrible coming.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m Sorry.” He read. “When you’re in a relationship, several factors play key roles. Loves, being the main one, followed by what you say, the words. Now, not everyone feels love. Some feel it in many different ways. Some find it hard to express. Elaboration is key, because those that don’t love can’t say the truth. Then the words. Some phrases work such as “I love you.” Then, some never work such as I’m sorry.” Taylor looked at Angie and Angie shook her head. Taylor got up and left the room just like the previous presentation from Chase. Fi left too.&lt;br /&gt;“Continue Chase.” Angie told him strictly. Taylor sunk to her knees against the wall in the deserted hall. Fi got next to her and put her arms around her.&lt;br /&gt;“How hard is it to say I love you?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Think about when he says it. Elaboration?”&lt;br /&gt;“When does he ever say it.”&lt;br /&gt;“If he would just sincerely say in his voice, I love you. I’ll take it. He won’t. I’m sorry doesn’t cut it.”&lt;br /&gt;“So much fucking drama lately…”&lt;br /&gt;“Fi!”&lt;br /&gt;“I know I know. Isolate yourself. Don’t go to school. Leave the city if need be. If he loves you, he’ll say it to you. Just leave, now.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Taylor got up, Fi walked her home and Taylor went inside…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi walked herself home and skipped the rest of the day. She went into her room and thought to herself. ‘Maxxie and Oliver… That’s it, almost…” She opened up her piano and practiced her piece. She practiced and practiced until her fingers collapsed under her. She then sat on her bed. She opened up her phone and called Kale.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, what’s everyone doing today?” She said.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, we were just going to 24.”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright, I’ll meet you there.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure…” Fi met them at the club and messed around with them all. Eventually she went and took a table, getting a drink. Oliver joined her, granting her wishes.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.”&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Taylor?”&lt;br /&gt;“Home.”&lt;br /&gt;“Did you invite her?”&lt;br /&gt;“She’s not going anywhere for a while.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oliver I need to tell you something.”&lt;br /&gt;“What.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t let go.” Fi stood up and left the club. She returned home to find Lizzy in the studio with her dad. They both were flirting with each other as Fi stared solemnly into the window. She angrily went to her room, soon drifting to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor showed up at Fi’s door. She knocked on it loudly and Fi answered it. “What do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“I want to go with you to your competition thing.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really?”&lt;br /&gt;“Is that okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah it’s perfect.” Taylor helped Fi with her makeup and everything else. Then they scurried off to the concert hall where it was to be held. Taylor took her seat and Fi stood backstage. Fi’s teacher stood there with her and comforted her.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re up next.” The backstage manager told Fi. Fi waited for the current competitor to leave the stage until she got as close to the stage as possible. She heard the announcer and once he finished she went on stage. She put her music on the stand and the orchestra started playing. She hit the first key and immediately she was lost into music land.&lt;br /&gt;          Chase called Matt and reached the machine. He pondered about leaving a message or not for a good while and finally started talking.&lt;br /&gt;“Matt, I’m sorry.” That’s all he said. The words he was good at saying, and the words that always led to failure…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-1533631792560760426?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1533631792560760426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=1533631792560760426&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/1533631792560760426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/1533631792560760426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-6-part-2-fi.html' title='Chapter 6 Part 2: Fi'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/Sl0kU8pmxpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ipoBUKoFfCs/S220/skins+cover.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-3678105740815565284</id><published>2009-08-16T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:04:16.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skins choater 6 part 1: Fi</title><content type='html'>Fi opened up her piano and sat on the bench. She removed a piece of music from her bag and set it on the stand. She started playing it, allowing the music to remove her from the room. She was enjoying her self to a great extent when another noise brought her back to the world. She opened up the lid to her phone and listened.&lt;br /&gt;“Fi?”&lt;br /&gt;“What Taylor.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh nothing, just wanted to say hi.”&lt;br /&gt;“No you didn’t. You want to talk about Chase don’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;“No? I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping for that dress for your piano thing this week.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, honestly.”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright fine, meet you at the mall?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.” Taylor met Fi, and they shopped around until a familiar name called Taylor on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;“What Max.”&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor! You answered…”&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t have to you know that right?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I do. I just really wanted to say something.”&lt;br /&gt;“Get to it then.”&lt;br /&gt;“Can you just, please, stop this with Chase. It was all my fault, I—I made him do it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well fuck off then.” Taylor hung up the phone on him and turned to Fi.&lt;br /&gt;“What he say then?” Fi asked.&lt;br /&gt;“That he made Chase do it. What a bunch of shit, Chase doesn’t take orders from anyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“He could be right though. Maybe he offered it? You don’t know, but at least he’s trying.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you expect me to do fi? Pretend everything’s perfect?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, because it’s not. Think about it Taylor. Would Maxxie, the one we’ve known almost our whole lives do something like this?”&lt;br /&gt;“No…”&lt;br /&gt;“Forgive him. He loves you and you know that. You’re like a sister to him.”&lt;br /&gt;“When he admits the real truth to me… Maybe.”&lt;br /&gt;“And what if that was the truth?”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t do this to me Fi…”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, let’s go, we still need to find something.” The time passed by and eventually they found the perfect dress for Fi. They made there way back to Fi’s home and stayed there for the night.&lt;br /&gt;           Fi opened her eyes and saw that Taylor was not in sight. She walked down the stairs to the kitchen and saw her family eating. “Where’s Taylor?”&lt;br /&gt;“She said she had to go meet up with Kirra. Something about her leaving the institution.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, okay.” Fi sat down in a chair, and a plate was put in front of her. Moments later, a woman came in and sat down in another chair at the table. Fi’s dad kissed her and he gave her a plate. Fi and her brothers glared at her as she ate.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, I don’t think you’ve introduced us Ronny.” She said to Fi’s dad.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, well, this is Fi, that’s Miles and that’s Andrew. Guys this is Lizzy.”&lt;br /&gt;“Nice to meet you guys.” She said enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t do this.” Fi said as she slammed her chair back and stopped off upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;“Is something wrong?” Lizzy asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!” Miles yelled.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re sitting in my motha’s chair! That’s hers! Only hers!”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I’m so sorry.” She said as she stood up.&lt;br /&gt;“No. This is anyone’s chair now, your mom’s been gone for years.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m not sitting and watching this.” The two boys said in sync as the left the room.&lt;br /&gt;           Fi ran into her room with tears streaming down her face and flying off. She slammed the door behind her and went to her piano. She opened it up and started playing through her tears. Her dad came in soon after, disgusted at her behavior.&lt;br /&gt;“That is unacceptable.”&lt;br /&gt;“Unacceptable? Unacceptable is you! You won’t tell us anything! Who is she! Why is she here!”&lt;br /&gt;“That woman is an inspiring artist who I just signed a record deal to and she’s here to record! Not that that is any of your business young lady!”&lt;br /&gt;“Not my business? She sitting in my mom’s fucking chair and living in our house and it’s none of my business! None of MY business is who you fuck at night, that right there, that is ALL of my business.”&lt;br /&gt;“As long as she is in my house, it is none of your business! And as long as she is in my house, she can do whatever she wants!”&lt;br /&gt;“Ditto.” Fi walked out of the room and out of the front door…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor walked up to the institution and found Kirra waiting. Kirra saw her and stood up. She rushed over to Taylor and gave her a huge hug. “Finally!” Kirra said.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kirra.” Taylor said through a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for picking me up Tay.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course! So, where to?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well all you have to do is drop me off at the school and I’m good.”&lt;br /&gt;“What? You don’t want to do anything?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nope, I just want to go to school.”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright then…” Taylor followed her directions and dropped her off.&lt;br /&gt;           Kirra walked around the school until she found Matt. She stared at him from afar, waiting for him to notice. After a while he looked up and saw her there. “Kirra?” He mumbled. He turned to Chase and told him to look, but the next time he did she was gone..&lt;br /&gt;“I know she was there, I just know it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure Matt… Any ways,  I have to watch my sister later you’re coming.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why do I have to go?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because I said so.”&lt;br /&gt;“I guess…”&lt;br /&gt;           Fi walked up to the school and went inside, the first person she noticed was the one she was looking for,  Maxxie.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Max.” Fi said.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“You really got to stop fucking around. Tell her the truth.”&lt;br /&gt;“I rather her and Chase happy than her and me happy.”&lt;br /&gt;“Listen Maxxie. I know her. I know Taylor better than anyone. She will be back with Chase sooner or later, don’t ruin yourself over it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, and has this ever happened?”&lt;br /&gt;“Has Taylor ever seen her boyfriend with his mouth on her friends cock?”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t argue the point, just tell her the truth Max.”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright, I’ll try…”&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you Max.” She gave him a tight hug and went off to her music class. She entered the room and saw her teacher waiting.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Fiona. Thank you for joining me…”&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, I had some issues at home. I won’t be late anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s done is done, get over it. Any who, have you chosen a piece yet?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I think I’m going to do the sonata.”&lt;br /&gt;“The 3rd?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah that one.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good choice. If you can pull it off you’ll win. Get it out then.” She motioned as Fi removed it from her bag. She sat down and set it on the stand and started to play it.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes! Yes!” Her teacher said. “Fuck! Holy shit! Damn! Fuck my donkey that’s good!” Fi rolled her eyes as she played it. At the end of it, her teacher critiqued the only errors, and they went on with the lesson. Near the end the dean came inside and watched Fi play. Once she finished he walked over to the two.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t believe I know this young lady.”&lt;br /&gt;“This is Fiona, Fiona Delphs. She’s going to be in the Young Musician’s of the Year competition.”&lt;br /&gt;“Is she now?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, and she’s going to win.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, we will see. I came in here though, to tell you something. Lately there has been a problem with the swearing.” Fi smirked at that.&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well then, I’ll have a talk with all of my classes then, I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, it’s just… Never mind. Thank you.” He left and Fi finished her class.&lt;br /&gt;           Maxxie walked up to Taylor’s house and knocked on the door. She answered and immediately slammed the door shut.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor! Please…” Max said.&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck off Max.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not leaving until you talk to me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well have fun then.” Maxxie sat on the front porch and watched the sun go down. He was determined to tell her and he wasn’t going to leave.&lt;br /&gt;“Fine Max.” Taylor said as she sat down inside by the front door.&lt;br /&gt;“Here’s the truth. He said he was in Russia, he wanted to try something new. He pressured me into it. Then that night…” He continues on and a tear streamed down Taylor’s face. “I’m sorry…”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks Max.” Taylor said through tears.&lt;br /&gt;“Alright, well I’ll see you around.” Maxxie got up and walked off on home.&lt;br /&gt;           Fi’s dad was having another party tonight, celebrating Lizzy’s new contract. Fi sat at her in home bar with Taylor and Olivia.&lt;br /&gt;“So why did Chase drop you off here Livi?” She shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;“She doesn’t talk Taylor.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“She hasn’t talked in a while.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why would we know? She doesn’t talk.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine then. I know what you did Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“With what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Maxxie.”&lt;br /&gt;“He just needed a little bit of a push. I didn’t orchestrate anything.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s fine Fi, don’t worry.”&lt;br /&gt;“Has Chase tried calling you lately?”&lt;br /&gt;“Only a billion times.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;           Chase walked to his destination with Matt at his side. He got to a bench and sat down. “A bench?” Matt asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Just a break.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine then.” They sat there for a few minutes. Chase got out his phone and went to his contacts. He tried calling Taylor, but no response. Next he called Livi, no response. He tried Fi, and he did get a response.&lt;br /&gt;“What Chase?”&lt;br /&gt;“Is Taylor there?”&lt;br /&gt;“She doesn’t want to speak to you right now.”&lt;br /&gt;“She doesn’t have to. I just want to talk to her.”&lt;br /&gt;“No Chase.” She hung up the phone on him and put it back in her pocket.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra!” Matt said when he saw her leaning against a wall.&lt;br /&gt;“No it’s not, she’s still in the loony bin.”&lt;br /&gt;“She was right there!”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop fucking around Matt, I need you to help, not fuck off. I already got her out of a relationship with Connor, now I just need her back.”&lt;br /&gt;“What? What the fuck did you pull this time Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“Put porno pics of Reagan on his phone and sent them out to everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why did you do that? That’s sick!”&lt;br /&gt;“You just need to learn to play the game Matt.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s wrong Chase!” Matt said.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you bunching your fists at me Matt? If you want to hit me Matt, go right ahead.” Chase said as he got up and opened his hands up. Matt got up and backhanded him across the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;“What the fuck? I said hit me not bitch slap me. That’s fucking hilarious! I can’t believe you actually slapped me!” Matt clenched his fists again and went in for a punch. Chase leaned over and countered back, knocking Matt to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;“You better not be crying Matt.” Chase said as Matt got up.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not crying because you hit me…”&lt;br /&gt;“Right. You’re crying for all the kids in Africa right?”&lt;br /&gt;“You know I used to sorta look up to you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I do Matt. It’s more obvious than your love for Taylor.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well you know what? You used to do things in hopes of being somebody, but now… This new Chase, you do things because you can!”&lt;br /&gt;“Matt, everyone wants to be me. I sleep with girls, whereas you persuade them to commit suicide.”&lt;br /&gt;“Now I can’t imagine anything worse than being you! You’re a selfish little prick. You haven’t got any friends. Not even your oldest friend likes you anymore!”&lt;br /&gt;“You know something Matt? Every time a word comes out of your mouth little flecks of spit travel with the sound.” Matt stared at him for a long while and turned around and started to walk off.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on Matt. Don’t be a little girl.” Matt flipped him off as he walked off down the streets. He walked on and on until he saw Kirra again.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra?” He hollered. She ran off down an alley as Matt ran over to where she was. He looked down the alley, but she was gone. He continued down the streets and entered Shocker’s Diner. He sat at the counter and ordered some food. He got out his phone and tried calling Kirra.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Kirra, I’m at Shocker’s care to join me?” He said in his message before hanging up. He looked up at his reflection in mirror-like ceiling and saw someone sitting next to him. He swiftly turned his head and saw Kirra sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Matt.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kirra? Why have you been following me around all night?”&lt;br /&gt;“No I haven’t. You’re following me. You know you got a black eye growing?” Matt picked up the napkin container and looked at his eye in the metal casings reflection.&lt;br /&gt;“Ah shit. Chase punched me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Wow! That’s wonderful!”&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, separation anxiety. He’s afraid he’s losing you. We did a clinic on it at the center.”&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra, do you mind if I uh, maybe uh, kiss you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Wow, I didn’t think you wanted to.” Matt leaned in and she turned her head. Their lips touched and they started to kiss. Kirra seemed to lead when Matt pulled away.&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, I’m usually better than that.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, kiss me again.” He leaned in and this time he did a lot better, but he was interrupted by a phone call. He took it out and looked at it and saw the name imprinted on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s Taylor, I need to take this.” He answered it and said,” Taylor?”&lt;br /&gt;“Matt? Are you with Chase?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I just left him why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh nothing. Can you come down to Fi’s house and bring everyone?”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, sure.”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks Matt, bye.” He put his phone away and stared at Kirra.&lt;br /&gt;“I gotta go Kirra, you want to come?”&lt;br /&gt;“No thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;“Kiss me again.” Matt demanded.&lt;br /&gt;“No Matt, I won’t.”&lt;br /&gt;Matt followed Taylor’s directions and showed up at Fi’s home. One by one everyone left, leaving only three, Fi, Matt, and Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Chase?” Fi asked Matt.&lt;br /&gt;“Dunno, why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Just wondering. So what did you do with Kirra?”&lt;br /&gt;“Huh? How did you… Not much.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not what I heard. You’ve fucked it up Matt. She’s given you another chance, and you’ve shot yourself in the foot. Call her right now and do the one thing she wants.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know, you’re right, but you can’t control my life Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“Control your life? I’m giving you a suggestion. If you don’t want her then go ahead, don’t.”&lt;br /&gt;“Give me the fucking phone.” Fi handed him her phone and he found the number and called.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hello? Who’s this.” Kirra said, confused by the voice.&lt;br /&gt;“Matt, listen, you don’t have to talk. I’ve realized something. I really like you, even love you and I don’t want to fuck it up. Will you go somewhere with me?”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow Matt. You sound like an old love movie.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, well that’s how I talk.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, no. It’s good. So does this mean we’re going to go on a date?”&lt;br /&gt;“If you want to call it that… I guess.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, that’s fantastic! I’d love to. I just need to check my schedule, I’ll call you back uh, later.”&lt;br /&gt;“Great… Bye.” Matt hung it up and threw it at Fi. “You happy now?”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow Matt, that was kind of pathetic.” Taylor threw in.&lt;br /&gt;“She fell for it though. I’d say it was kind of well played.” Fi said.&lt;br /&gt;“Kirra would fall for anything, that doesn’t mean much.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good point.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, at least I fucking bothered to talk to her unlike you and Chase.” Matt directed at Taylor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-3678105740815565284?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3678105740815565284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=3678105740815565284&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3678105740815565284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3678105740815565284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/08/skins-choater-6-part-1-fi.html' title='Skins choater 6 part 1: Fi'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/Sl0kU8pmxpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ipoBUKoFfCs/S220/skins+cover.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-5249954699950807694</id><published>2009-08-14T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:57:28.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5 Part 2: Taylor</title><content type='html'>Taylor walked into her kitchen and got a glass of water. She stared into her mother’s new husband, Tyler as he ate his food. He had horrible manners and Taylor was always disgusted by it.&lt;br /&gt;“Do you have to do that?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Do what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Eat like that!”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m only eating for Christ’s sake.”&lt;br /&gt;“He’s only eating.” Her mom said as she walked in. He put down the plate of food and kissed her mom.&lt;br /&gt;“Can I have some cash for today?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah sure.” Her mom said as she got some out and gave it to him. “Don’t even say it Taylor, he’s my husband.” Tyler left the room and the door was slammed moments later.&lt;br /&gt;“What are you planning on doing for the rest of today?” She asked.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. I thought I’d maybe go sell myself on the corner.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, as long as you stay safe, have fun.”&lt;br /&gt;“I broke up with Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh! How come?”&lt;br /&gt;“He went down on a boy in my history class while I was watching.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, well just say you’re sorry, I don’t know. I have to get to work give me a goodbye kiss?” Taylor kissed her on the cheek and her mom left.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor left too, soon after with a plan of her own. She walked down to Matt’s house and knocked on the door. Matt answered and looked astonished that she was there.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Matt.”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, hi?”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s time Matt.”&lt;br /&gt;“Time for what?”&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll see.” Taylor took his hand and went upstairs into his room, closing the door.&lt;br /&gt;“Have anything to drink?” She asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah there’s some wine in the cabinet right there.” Taylor found it and opened it up, taking a sip.&lt;br /&gt;“So…”&lt;br /&gt;“So…” The both said one after another.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you going to do anything?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, no?” She was silsnet for a few minutes, before she decided to make a move.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my god.” She got up and sat on his lap. She kissed him furiously, almost unreal. She took off his hat and shirt and he took off hers. She got down and unbuttoned his pants. Matt’s face changed from awkward to flabbergasted within seconds.&lt;br /&gt;“I can honestly say that that has never happened before.” She got up and looked into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;“Feel my tits.” She said.&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Feel my tits.” Matt grabbed them and she moved her back around.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor…No.” Matt said, releasing his grip. “I’ve dreamt of this day three times a night and four times on birthdays for the past eight years.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, really? Was I good?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, very, but that’s not the point. This doesn’t feel right.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you don’t really mean this, and you and I are both missing someone right now, so I think we should stop.” Taylor stared at him and broke into tears. He put his arms around her and she rested her head on his shoulder. The door slammed open, revealing Matt’s dad.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Matt do you have any… WOAH! Sorry!” His dad said embarrassed and feeling sorry for his son.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry dad, Taylor is just a bit upset.” His dad crept out of the room and went on the staircase. He took out his phone and dialed Matt’s mom.&lt;br /&gt;“Julia?… He’s not gay!” His dad said ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor and Matt stood before the institute that Kirra was in. They opened up the door, and asked the lady where Kirra would be. They followed her instructions and went outside. What they saw was interesting: A sanctuary that looked like a happier Disneyland. Everyone was dressed up in bright colors, and they all looked like they were having fun.&lt;br /&gt;“What the fuck is this?” Matt wondered.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, they’re trying to stay happy. How better could you handle it?”&lt;br /&gt;“I guess. Where’s Kirra?” Matt said looking around.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. Keep looking.” They looked around and found her, she was sitting on a bench next to another guy. She had a blanket over her legs and a straw hat on. They went up to her and Kirra didn’t notice.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kirra.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor! Wow, Matt too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’ll just leave you two alone.” Taylor said as she left them.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Kirra.” Matt said, frustrated because Taylor left.&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well I came to, uh. I really don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Do you want to stroke my pussy?” Kirra asked, leaving Matt confused. She grasped her blanket and pulled it down to reveal a cat.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…”&lt;br /&gt;“You thought I meant? Wow, Matty you are still the same. Meet Stanley.” She said pointing to the guy next to her. “We go on dates, such a happy couple. But he knows no sexual relationships, because I don’t do that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;“But I’m still hoping…” Stanley said.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t, because your hopes fail. Any ways, how nice to see you. Is there anything you’d like to say?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I just wanted to know when you were leaving this place.”&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor walked up to the food table setup for visitors and picked up a cupcake the size of your knuckle. She ate it, and that’s when she notice a women sitting in a wheel chair right next to her.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi deary. Would you like to hear a story?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m fine, thank you though.” Taylor smirked.&lt;br /&gt;“Well then… They always serve me a rack of lamb with turkey at night, but I always say I only want a lobster tale because that’s what I ate every night in the palace with the prince.” Taylor laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“More fairytales granny?” A man said as he walked up.&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m just telling her how you always server me lobster, but I want lamb and turkey.” Taylor laughed again because she had flipped it around. The man looked up and saw Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;“Connor? What are you doing here?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“My mom owns the place. How about you?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m here to see a friend.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, cool.”&lt;br /&gt;“When do you get off?”&lt;br /&gt;“Soon, what did you have in mind?”&lt;br /&gt;“You want to go to the wharf when you get off?” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, see you there at four?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sweet.” Connor pushed the women around and started moving her.&lt;br /&gt;“Good job with that one. She has tremendous thighs.” The women said as she was pushed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So tell me a secret Connor.” Taylor said as she took a sip of her drink. They were sitting outside on a patio in front of the bay.&lt;br /&gt;“A secret huh? Okay.” Connor pulled out a bottle of pills and gave them to her. “I take these every hour. Doctor Stocks secret recipe. Keeps me happy, keeps everyone else happy.” Taylor handed them back.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re very straightforward Connor.” Taylor said.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, what other way is there to be?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well my ex…No. Say Connor what do you think about getting out of here. Maybe a few drinks, I don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;“I say, what took you so long to offer?” He got up and took her hand as they left the restaurant.” Chase lowered his newspaper and watched them leave.&lt;br /&gt;“You know what, let’s skip the drinks. How about my house?”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go.” Connor said as Taylor led the way.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor sat under the covers half nude as Connor took one of his pills. “You really have to take those?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“You wouldn’t like me so much without them.”&lt;br /&gt;“I think you should try without them for once.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m telling you, you would hate it.” Just then Taylor heard the door open. “Shit!” She said. “We’re supposed to be alone for another hour!” Taylor put her clothes on quickly and walked down stairs. She saw Tyler with a suitcase and boxes in his hands. A feeling of relief settled down her spine as she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Running away?” Taylor asked.&lt;br /&gt;“You wouldn’t understand.”&lt;br /&gt;“I understand perfectly. The only reason I would assume my mom is with you is because you have a huge cock. Otherwise she wouldn’t bother with a prick like you. So, how about you wait and tell her yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t.” Tyler said. “Here, something to remember me by?” He handed her a vase with dogs all over it.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.” Taylor dropped it and it shattered all over the floor. “Goodbye Tyler.” He left the house and Taylor returned upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase sat on a bench in the park where Reagan normally was. Within a hour she showed up and sat by Chase.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Reagan.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi Chase, I heard about what happened. I think you’re better off though. Less baggage.”&lt;br /&gt;“We just weren’t on the same level intellectually. Not like you and me Reagan.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course not, she was just like yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“I got a project today.”&lt;br /&gt;“What class?”&lt;br /&gt;“Photography, Study of the Human Form.”&lt;br /&gt;“Would you like some help?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes I very much would.”&lt;br /&gt;“When can we start?”&lt;br /&gt;“How about now.” Chase said.&lt;br /&gt;“Your house?”&lt;br /&gt;“My house.” He took her hand and ran off to his house with her.&lt;br /&gt;           Chase uploaded the photos to his computer and plugged his phone in. He downloaded the pictures to his phone and set off to find Taylor and Connor.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor and Connor walked down the market streets. Connor had spoiled her with gifts and flowers the whole day. They happily walked around, Connor had his arm around Taylor. They reached the street and Connor stood waiting for cab. A man came around soon and “accidentally” bumped into Connor. “Sorry man. Sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry about it, it’s cool.” The man walked down to a table where Chase sat. He handed him a cell phone, and Chase gave him money.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.” Chase said.&lt;br /&gt;“No, thanks from me.”&lt;br /&gt;           Connor walked Taylor to a cab and kissed her on the cheek. “If you ever want to talk, all you have to do is whistle.” Taylor said jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;“Whistle?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh come on. You don’t know how to whistle? You put your lips together and bl…” She was cut off by Connor’s kiss on her lips. He pushed her down onto the seat and closed the door. He tapped the top of the cab as it drove off. He walked off, happy because his day was perfect.          &lt;br /&gt;           Chase held the two phones in his hands. He opened up all the photos from earlier and sent them to the other phone. He opened up the contacts on the phone and found the send to all button. He pressed it and the photos were sent to everyone on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor felt the vibration of the phone and opened it up. ‘New Message from Connor!’ it said. She smiled and opened it up. She saw the picture start to materialize and grinned even wider. It opened all the way up and the smile turned to a deep frown. She started to cry some more, for this was the limit of the relationship, already.&lt;br /&gt;“Fi?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah? Is that you Taylor?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes…” She said through tears.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you okay? What’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s Connor.”&lt;br /&gt;“Connor? Who’s that? Meet me at the Kanker’s bar thing at uh 8:00.” Taylor reached her home. She heard crying from her mom’s room, so she went inside.&lt;br /&gt;“Mom?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why is it that I can always find a man, but once we get to know each other they always leave. I can’t help it that I’m just being myself.” Taylor sat down next to her and hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;“They obviously don’t love you then…”&lt;br /&gt;“I guess…. Is it my big tits? My big bum?”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re bum’s not that big.”&lt;br /&gt;“But my tits are?” They both laughed for a while and stayed silent.&lt;br /&gt;“Mom, I gotta go, I’ll see you later okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, bye.” Taylor left the house and walked off to the bar. She reached it within minutes and went inside. She saw Fi sitting in the lounge area alone on the couch. She sat down next to her and opened up the photos, giving the phone to Fi.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, I didn’t even know you could get your legs into that position!” Fi said.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you can. The worst part is he warned me. His whole family is screwy and he said he was too…”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so sorry Taylor. Well,that is pretty screwy. Taking beaver shots of your own sister.” She handed the phone back to taylor. “Delete them. Has he tried to ring you?”&lt;br /&gt;“About a thousand times.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t…”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry. Drink?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, sure.” Taylor walked up to the bar and ordered a round. She looked next to her and their sat Tyler.&lt;br /&gt;“Tyler? How you doin?”&lt;br /&gt;“Wan’t so clever as it goes.” Taylor huffed.&lt;br /&gt;“Why is that Tyler? Maybe if you weren’t such an ass you’d be fine.”&lt;br /&gt;“I just miss the big mouth, bum, tits, the great sex.”&lt;br /&gt;“Watch your mouth, this is my mom. It’s only been one day you know.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know. It’s just that I get jumpy, I want more even though I have enough. I’m a fuck. Does she miss me?”&lt;br /&gt;“No.” Taylor lied. She felt guilt consume her and she decided to stop being so bitchy. “Yes, she fucking misses you. But you let her down Tyler, and that can’t happen again. So you decide stay, or go? Don’t you fucking dare go back on it either.” &lt;br /&gt;“No.” Tyler got up. “Let’s go.” Taylor walked back with him and they eventually reached the house.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m staying out here.” She looked at him and saw how shitty he looked. “Jesus Christ, spruce up man.” Taylor helped him out to make him look nicer and he looked at her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re the right type of girl you know?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…” Taylor said agreeing. He went inside and she watched him off.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello herp.” Taylor heard from the background. “Heard about pervy boy. He really needs to know how to use a phone. Send to all, you really gotta be careful with that.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, you’re probably right.”&lt;br /&gt;“So…” Chase said.&lt;br /&gt;“So?”&lt;br /&gt;“Can we stop this now?”&lt;br /&gt;“And…”&lt;br /&gt;“Get back to normal?”&lt;br /&gt;“Stuff happens Chase. You get over it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, but…”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, but, yeah, but…” Taylor rolled her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;“Woah, Taylor. You got nasty.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Taylor shook her head. “Listen, what are you doing here…”&lt;br /&gt;“I came because, it turns out, as it goes. I think I might love you.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s an awfully long sentence Chase…”&lt;br /&gt;“Well yeah, but.” Taylor huffed and let out a short laugh. “Well, yeah.” Chase fixed himself. Taylor turned around and started to walk off. “Taylor!” Chase called for her. She turned around with a ‘fuck off’ look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;“I said it okay? I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;“Beg.” Taylor shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry?” Chase said confused.&lt;br /&gt;“You heard me Chase.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, uh---uhm. Look, please can we get back. I won’t do any of it again. The cheating and lying.” Taylor cut him off.&lt;br /&gt;“Undermining, sneering, taunting, manipulating!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay. All those things. I promise… So?” Taylor smirked a bit. Got a little closer to Chase and put her hand to his cheek. She looked deeply into his eyes and was about to fall in, but she came to her senses and a sad face returned. She removed her hand and shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;“So I’ll see you around…” Taylor turned her back and walked to the house. It practically broke her heart to do this to him, but she had to. Chase, now shocked and a bit confused stared at her as she left. For the first time, he had been torn…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-5249954699950807694?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5249954699950807694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=5249954699950807694&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/5249954699950807694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/5249954699950807694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-5-part-2-taylor.html' title='Chapter 5 Part 2: Taylor'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/Sl0kU8pmxpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ipoBUKoFfCs/S220/skins+cover.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-7900444433627444056</id><published>2009-08-13T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:59:15.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5 Part 1: Taylor</title><content type='html'>Author’s Note: Hey, This will be the last chapter that will resemble episodes in almost EVERY aspect. From Chapter 6+ you may see some memorable scenes, but it will be very different. Without further a due… Enjoy…&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Taylor&lt;br /&gt;              Taylor got up from her seat and marched over in a rage to where the group was.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Tay!” Chase said happily. Taylor’s face tensed up and she kicked Chase right in the crotch. He fell to the ground and his hands cupped the area.&lt;br /&gt;“Times up you prick! I’ve been waiting for you to tell me, but I’m done!”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong herp?” Chase asked as he got up unsteadily. She tensed up even more and punched him right in the face. Taylor walked off, down the field to go and sulk. She crossed her arms and tears started to stream down her face. Fi was close behind, ready to help…&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor! What’s wrong? Did he screw someone again?”&lt;br /&gt;“Again?”&lt;br /&gt;“I tried to tell you. I really did.”&lt;br /&gt;“Who!”&lt;br /&gt;“Remember I was going to tell you, but you said no Chase issues.”&lt;br /&gt;“Who! For Christ’s sakes…”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, big tit’s Mary, buck teeth from the camping trip, slutty Michelle, easy Jessica and posh girl from quire.”&lt;br /&gt;“Reagan? Reagan Stock?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, her.”&lt;br /&gt;“He promised he hadn’t…” Taylor paused for moments and continued, getting serious. ” Did you fuck him?”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“You heard me. Did you fuck him.”&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor, come on you know I…” Taylor cut her off.&lt;br /&gt;“I bet you wanted to fuck him. Didn’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;“You know what Taylor, fuck off.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Taylor said as Fi walked off. “Fi! Come on Fi!” But Fi was already walking off. Taylor walked over to a big tree and sat down under its shade by the trunk. Tears streamed down her face as she sat there. Maxxie approached her because he knew what she knew.&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor?”&lt;br /&gt;“Just fuck off Max.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, uh, just uh, please don’t tell anyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“What? That you’re a dirty little slut who fucks around with other people’s boyfriends?”&lt;br /&gt;“It wasn’t my fault, I didn’t mean for it to happen.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, there is no need to worry because I am going to tell everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor please.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just go…” Taylor said calmly. Max stared at her for a moment then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you do to her now?!” Fi asked Chase.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know, but she’ll be back. No worries.”&lt;br /&gt;“No worries? Look at her! She’s a fucking mess!” Fi yelled at him, by this time only Chase and Fi were standing there.&lt;br /&gt;“She’s a mess because she doesn’t understand.”&lt;br /&gt;“Understand what?! Why you fuck everyone you can put your hands on? That’s understandable, your Chase for fuck’s sake. That’s obviously not why!”&lt;br /&gt;“Then I guess I don’t know why Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well it looks like Maxxie does, so why don’t I just go talk to him.”&lt;br /&gt;“Go ahead, be my guest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie walked into the supplies room to pick up some stuff for the new week when her phone rang. She picked it up and heard the voice of Kale. He started talking as she listened. He face changed from angry to pleasured to sad.&lt;br /&gt;“You’re never seeing that again let alone lick it!” Angie hung up the phone when she saw Taylor in the corner with a bottle of alcohol in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;“God Taylor.” Angie said as she went and sat down next to her.&lt;br /&gt;“Drink?” Taylor offered her.&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m fine thanks. What’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;“I think I’m going to be sick!” Taylor said. Angie picked up a box behind her and put it underneath Taylor’s chin, but it was too late. She threw up right onto Angie’s clothes.&lt;br /&gt;“I feel better.” Taylor sighed.&lt;br /&gt;“Good, that makes one of us.” She said as Taylor threw up again on herself this time. Angie walked Taylor to the showers, and they both cleaned up. They put on new clothes and walked off to the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;“Now, does this have anything to do with Chase?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes…” Taylor said as she started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, would you like to elaborate?”&lt;br /&gt;“I love him so much…” Taylor said over her tears.” and I made him go away.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, have you talked to him?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, but he’s called at least forty times.” Taylor said just as the phone began to ring. She picked it up and without waiting she said,” Fuck off you ass fucker! I never want to see your tiny cock again! Fuck off! Just fuck the hell off! Leave me alone! Leave me alone!” She hung the phone up and tears streamed down her face again.&lt;br /&gt;“Not quite what I had in mind, but I guess that works…”&lt;br /&gt;“Angie! Angie!” Kale said from outside of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh god…” Angie huffed. Kale walked in and saw the two sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh fuck!” He said, taking it the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;“Kale, just leave for me please.” Angie said.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay Angie, but I’ll see you later.” He winked at her and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;“Do you mind telling me who this is exactly about?” Angie asked Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;“Me, Chase, Maxxie, every girl and boy Chase has fucked.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maxxie?” Angie said as the bell rang for everyone to go home. “Well, how do you plan on getting home?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m supposed to walk.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, no, I won’t have that. I’ll give you a ride.” They got up and went out of the classroom to find Kale leaning against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;“What do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;“I need a ride.”&lt;br /&gt;           Angie pulled off of the freeway to go to Taylor’s house. No one had said a word the whole time. She pulled in front of her house and Taylor got out.&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for everything Angie.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure. That’s what teachers are for.”  Angie watched Taylor go inside, then pulled away.&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t see why you couldn’t take the bus.”&lt;br /&gt;“Left all my money at home.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course you did. I hope you know, what happened never will again.”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh huh. I know you want me”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Makes perfect sense.”&lt;br /&gt;“It makes no sense. Kale did you forget I’m your teacher and these things aren’t supposed to happen?” Angie pulled into the parking lot for Kale’s house. She stared at Kale and he looked back at her. She pushed at him and kissed him furiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase stood in front of Taylor’s house. He knew she was in her room, so he kept throwing rocks at her window lightly. “Taylor!” He would yell sporadically.&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you just leave her alone for a bit.” Matt said as he approached Chase.&lt;br /&gt;“I just want to talk.”&lt;br /&gt;“What did you do now? She’s really upset.”&lt;br /&gt;“So? I just fucked around with Maxxie a bit, no big deal.”&lt;br /&gt;“No big deal?”&lt;br /&gt;“We were in Russia, I wanted to try something new.”&lt;br /&gt;“No matter who you hurt along the way? As long as you can control both guys and girls, you don’t care what you do? No matter who you hurt?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course Matt. Everyone wants to be me. I am the one to model after, and you know it.” Matt looked at him. His face tensed up and he punched him in the opposite side Taylor did.&lt;br /&gt;“You are pathetic Chase…” Matt walked off down the street to go to his house just a block down. Chase got up off the ground and stared at him.&lt;br /&gt;“See Matt? Now you’re getting it! Now you’re getting it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi walked up to Maxxie’s house. She knocked on the door and his dad answered.&lt;br /&gt;“May I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, can I talk to Maxxie? It’s his friend Fi.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes, Fi! Please come in, he’s in his room.” Fi walked inside and went into Maxxie’s room. She looked at him and he looked back at her, they both were silent. Fi closed the door so no one would hear their talk.&lt;br /&gt;“What did Chase do now. I know you know.”&lt;br /&gt;“He’s weird now.”&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve known him for what, ten years, and he hasn’t care about me very much.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay…”&lt;br /&gt;“So, on the Russia trip when Oliver and I had another fight, when I moved in with Chase, he changed. He said he’d give me head, and he kissed me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow…”&lt;br /&gt;“I know… Then later on when Oliver officially ended it, and I was drunk…”&lt;br /&gt;“He didn’t…”&lt;br /&gt;“He did.”&lt;br /&gt;“So he waited until you were vulnerable then he bit at his chance. I’ve lost all the respect I had left for him now.”&lt;br /&gt;“He thought Taylor was to hammered to see, so he did it, but apparently Taylor saw.”&lt;br /&gt;“Did you let him?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well I came to my senses in a few seconds and stopped him, but the fact is he did. How long do you think this will go on for.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well Max, you may have been vulnerable, but you let it go on, you should’ve stopped it. It’s partly your fault.”&lt;br /&gt;“I know, and I feel so guilty for it. What should I do?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor walked into the psychology classroom, because the bell rang. She took her seat and everyone else poured in. Fi sat down next to her, but everyone else stayed away. Kale sat down next to Maxxie, and he had marks all over his neck.&lt;br /&gt;“Jesus Christ, one psychology teacher can do that?” Maxxie asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, she can.” Oliver sat down next to Chase and Matt stayed away from them all.&lt;br /&gt;“Jeez, Taylor hurts.” Oliver asked.&lt;br /&gt;“That one wasn’t Taylor, this was.” Chase said pointing at the one on the other side of his face. Angie walked in she had a scarf around her neck to cover up what Kale had done. She walked to her desk and said,” Alright, who’s next to share their report?”&lt;br /&gt;“Me.” Chase said. “The Role of Sex and Power Relationships.” He read.&lt;br /&gt;“I asked you to write that?” Angie said, shocked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, okay well go on with it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Power is the single most important force in the universe. Looks and cash mean nothing, but the power they give us means lots. The second most important is sex. So, sex plus power equals fun.” Taylor knew what he meant by this, and she was done. She got up and left the classroom without a word.&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever you did, that Taylor is too upset to talk about. I hope you’re ashamed of yourself.” Angie glared at Chase. Maxxie looked at Fi and she shook her head. He gulped and looked down at the table.&lt;br /&gt;“It’s my entire fault. I got off with Chase on the Russia trip…” He said as he stood up. Giggles were heard as he continued,” I only did it because I was drunk and I fell out with Oliver when he said he hated gays. So, I got upset, then Chase said he’d give me head…” Chase shook his head, shocked that this was happening. “ To cheer me up, you know. It didn’t mean anything, but I lost my head, then I let him give me head, then we got deported from Russia. I’m really, really sorry for being a slut… Okay?” Maxxie sat down, Chase was dying of embarrassment and all the girls were giggling. Kale arched his eyebrows and nodded his head. He clapped for Maxxie’s courage, but everyone else stayed silent.&lt;br /&gt;“Right, well… Anyone else want to get something off their chests?” Kale stood up.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m in love with…” But Angie cut him off.&lt;br /&gt;“Sit down!” She screamed.&lt;br /&gt;           Taylor walked down the pathway of the schoolyard. She had held back her tears barely, and was just walking glumly. She looked ahead and saw Reagan and her friends with a boy. She walked over to them and said,” Hi Reagan.”&lt;br /&gt;“Taylor? How, uh nice to see you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Isn’t it? Can I ask you something?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, I was just wondering how many times you fucked my boyfriend.”&lt;br /&gt;“Reagan you didn’t!” Her friends said.&lt;br /&gt;“How very, very rude of you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry! He fucks everyone, including boys. So you’ve got that in common.”&lt;br /&gt;“You absolute bitch!” Reagan said as she pushed onward to get into a fight with Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, hey. Easy Reagan.” The boy said as he held her.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t go there with her mate. You don’t know what she’s picked up.” Taylor told the boy.&lt;br /&gt;“Lemme get her! I want to kill her that fucking bitch cow!”&lt;br /&gt;“Perhaps you could go?” The boy said. “I’m Connor by the way. Reagan’s brother.”&lt;br /&gt;“Cool.” Taylor said as she turned around. “Well, bye girls. Bye Reagan.” She skipped and sang as she walked off. Reagan yelled obscenities while Connor kept holding her. Taylor walked off to the end of the grass and sat on a bench. She went through her phone, deleting all traces of Chase on it. Moments later the bell rang and Chase showed up in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;“How long you going to keep this up for?” Chase asked.&lt;br /&gt;“You know, I never realized how fucking annoying it is to know you.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s fun though.” Chase added.&lt;br /&gt;“You think?” Taylor said with a ‘oh really’ look on her face. “Any ways what do you want?” Taylor said, but before she let him answer she continued,” You know what, tell me you love me.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know I love you herp.”&lt;br /&gt;“No! Tell me like you’d die for me. Like nothing else matters, like your world stops for me. Like you mean it, you little shit.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know, come on.”&lt;br /&gt;“Wrong answer Chase. Fuck off I’m busy…” She thought about her encounter with Chase for a while, but came to the consensus what she said was right. She got up from the bench and walked off to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-7900444433627444056?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7900444433627444056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=7900444433627444056&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7900444433627444056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7900444433627444056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-5-part-1-taylor.html' title='Chapter 5 Part 1: Taylor'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/Sl0kU8pmxpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ipoBUKoFfCs/S220/skins+cover.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-7352414963716840604</id><published>2009-07-31T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:59:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 Part 2: Maxxie and Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oliver woke up to the voice of Taylor and Fi. His body shuttered as it woke to the new day. “What?” He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why are you such an ass to Max?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t mean it… He takes it the wrong way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“The wrong way? You said you can’t be friends with him because of your ‘god.’” Taylor complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m not dealing with this right now, just go.” Oliver pushed them off. Just as that moment, Tom saved him from the girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Showers! Girls first, boys in ten minutes. Go!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“There’s no way I’m fucking doing that!” Taylor yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Honestly, that’s barbaric!” Fi complained. Max came up the steps moments later and Oliver confronted him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey how are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fine. It’s a lot easier when you have one less person to worry about, you know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“C’mon Max just come back in the room.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Take it back. Just take back what you said.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Maxxie…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What are we going to do now?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Walk, I suppose.” Tom answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Walk? Are you kidding me? I’m not walking that. It’s has to be at least twenty miles!” Taylor complained some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Want me to carry you?” Chase asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, I’m not a fucking two year old.” Taylor told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Then why are you complaining?” Chase asked another question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fine I won’t anymore.” Taylor beamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How far is it Tom?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Taylor’s pretty close, but I’d guess 15 miles.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“That’s not that far guys.” Maxxie told them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Not that far? That’s like a five hour walk if you’re walking fast.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Then we better start then shouldn’t we.” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Tom, is it really that long?” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Seen any more imaginary Russian girls Oliver?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“She’s real, I’m telling you. Shall I see if she’s come to visit tonight?” Oliver asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Matt, Matt! Come look!” Oliver yelled. Matt got up and went to the window as slow as he could muster. Then, he saw her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Wow, you weren’t joking. She isn’t half bad is she?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Not at all. I want that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, he left it here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“And you’re not going to give it back to him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I will. Just not right now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why not?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Memories… Fear of losing people…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Draw me.” Chase told Maxxie as he took his shirt off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No…” Maxxie said as he drew in his new sketchbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why not?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Just because.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Come on, you’ve done everyone else.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How do you know?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You’ve seen them?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah in you’re sketch book. You have the drawing and the name.” Chase said as he undid his belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No! Stop, I’m not doing it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You’re a fucking idiot, you know that? ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Thanks, I pride myself on that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Come on, I’ll be good and still and all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You have a best friend who thinks you’re a freak and you’ll draw him? I’ll give you head. That’s friendship.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m not drawing your dick Chase. Get over it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey Taylor I need to tell you something.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“If it’s any problems with Chase, I don’t want to hear it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You’ll want to hear this one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No I won’t.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Please Taylor, it’s important, it’s about Reagan.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I know, I know. It’s fine I don’t care.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You don’t care?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Nope, he apologized.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“And that’s enough for you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, there was a bit more than that…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Okay, I get it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah. Any ways, how was your piano concert thingy the other day? I meant to be there, but conflicts.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I didn’t win. I got second place.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh, that sucks. Sorry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Don’t be. Do you honestly care whether I win or not?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Of course I do! Why would you think I don’t.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh, no reason…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I was thinking, maybe we could get to know each other.” Tom said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We do know each other Tom.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, mutually. I was thinking maybe we could maybe explore one another, see things never seen before.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Tom.” Angie said calm and nicely. “Fuck off!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why not? We see each other everyday, it could work. Why do you think I brought you on this trip?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, fuck you Tom!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well your just a fucking bitch who fucks around with everyone!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh yeah?” Angie left the room and ran into Kale outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m going to fucking kill him, he can’t talk to you like that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, don’t. It’s okay.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m getting him and that’s final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It says prick a hole in the bottle, and take a whiff of the joint. Then you sip out of the bottle Matt.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah right there.” Matt went over and saw her through the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You going to do something about her today?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t know. Should I?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh my god. I’m going Matt you can stay if you want.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey, he’s leaving now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It’s fucking locked, what now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We have come to save you.” Oliver said slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Help?” The woman said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yes, we help you.” Matt answered. Just then an angry voice came from downstairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“A rope ladder? Honestly?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hide under the blankets!” Oliver demanded of Matt. Oliver climbed down the ladder and off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sounds fun!” The woman said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You speak English?” Oliver said astounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh yes. I learned from like the best American show ever.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What is your name?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Kanana, you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oliver.” He said breathing heavily. She took his hand and stuck it up her dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh wow, what is this.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Nope.” Oliver said astonished by what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What are we going to do about Maxxie?” Angie said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It’s fine I don’t need to talk to him. We see eye to eye about some things.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m serious Kale!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Even with the way he gets around?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Kale!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Okay, okay. I will.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Thank you…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Was I good?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Shut up Kale.” Angie stared at him for a long while and then kissed him again, repeating what happened in the first place…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey Fi, want to go out? Just get out of here? Just you and me?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sure, where to?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“There’s no one in here. Let’s just go back.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We’re going to get people to buy us drinks?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Chase what the fuck was that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Just curious.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Wha—Why is she kissing her dad?” Kale asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“He’s not my dad. He’s my husband.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Talk?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yes, can we talk?” She said now pantomiming the words. Now, Taylor and Fi opened up the door and saw what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Honestly? We leave you alone for two hours?” Taylor said in a drunken voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“There is a charge for armed response.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“They don’t care. They say by law no armed response.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“And what does that mean?” Tom asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Basically, you are so totally going to have to pay them…” They escorted Tom to a bank and he withdrew money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“100, 200, 300,400…5000.” Tom counted and gave to them. They said thank you, or what sounded like it and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey…” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Max. You tried to save me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, well I am drunk. Or was drunk and still am.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You were right Max. I am a hypocrite.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Want a drink?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No I can’t. It’s not right.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It’s religion Oliver…It’s just stuff. You don’t have to believe in it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, then where does that leave me? Huh? I don’t get to choose.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“But, where does that leave us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Take a guess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fucking hell…” Max said as he turned around and started to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I lost my virginity tonight Max.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah? Well, I did nothing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh, well at least one of us had a good night.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey, sorry man. You know, I can still cheer you up.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Shut up.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Taylor…She’s totally out of it, completely wasted.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Chase. You gotta stop fucking around.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?” Chase said, shattered by his statement. Taylor quickly closed her eyes as Maxxie redid his belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Goodnight Chase. I’ll find somewhere else to sleep.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?” Chase said confused about what was happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Something wrong?” Tom asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Tom, just shut up…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           Maxxie sat next to Matt and looked through his sketchbook. Picture after picture they flipped until one caught Matt’s eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Kirra? That’s really good. You really did…You really made her look beautiful.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well she is beautiful.” Maxxie shrugged and Matt nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Chase.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yes herp?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Do you have something to tell me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-7352414963716840604?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7352414963716840604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=7352414963716840604&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7352414963716840604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7352414963716840604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-4-part-2-maxxie-and-oliver.html' title='Chapter 4 Part 2: Maxxie and Oliver'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/Sl0kU8pmxpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ipoBUKoFfCs/S220/skins+cover.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-1715020215775390142</id><published>2009-07-26T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:32:42.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 Part 1: Maxxie and Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Maxxie and Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We will be landing in thirty minutes…” A voice said over the loud speaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Finally!” The whole class yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Quiet down please.” Tom yelled at them. “Now this trip’s purpose is education, so education is the only thing you’ll be getting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I think I’ll be getting more than that.” Chase said nudging Taylor with his arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, you think you will…” Taylor replied pushing him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, a total hands on trip.” Maxxie yelled back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah Tom.” Everyone else laughed. Tom took his seat and tried ignoring the kids for the rest of the plane ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So Oliver, how’s that “turbulence” doing in your pants?” Maxxie asked in a joking matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I already told you, it’s the vibrations of the plane along with the trubulence.” Oliver retorted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Uh huh.” Maxxie replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Not to mention, those Russian peasant girls. They would do anything for a guy like me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh really? Why would they go for you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Think about it mate. They don’t get anything from anyone else, so they crave for any open guy such as me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So you think?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t think… I know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You know Matt, why do you always wear that stupid beanie?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“My hair looks like shit, what do you expect?” said Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, you should try without out sometime. Have you planned out what you’re going to tell Kirra?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t even know if I’m going to ever talk to her at the moment.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the fuck? Matt are you shitting me?” Taylor said turning around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well he pushed her to trying to commit suicide what do you expect?” Chase asked butting in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Seriously Matt, think of something.” Fi told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So Angie, you going to see what a real man looks like on this trip?” Kale asked his teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, I will not, no matter how much I want to, you are my student and it is just wrong!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You know you want me. It’s perfectly understandable, everyone does.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No! I do not want you! I will not have anything to do with you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Okay, okay, whatever you say. I will leave you alone the rest of the trip if that makes you happy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Thank you Kale, it’s so nice when people don’t pester you about everything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh really, I think I’d like it if some girl was asking to fuck with me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So you’ll screw around with me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well Matt, I guess your going to have to wear the clothes on your back the whole time.” Chase taunted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You think I don’t know that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Just clarifying it for you, being a good friend.” Chase chuckled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Do you have a bus?” Tom asked a man in the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Eh?” The man said not understanding the language spoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Do you have car?” Tom said still in english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Huh?” The man said again followed by his native tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Uh, do you?” Tom said while pointing at him,” have a bus?” Tom continued as he motioned the signal for driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How do you feel Chase?” Taylor asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“This feels quite normal actually.” Chase answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Normal? Honestly Chase.” Fi retorted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m sure it is pretty normal actually Fi, just look at the big picture.” Maxxie laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“And you’d know what normal is?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“More so than you obviously.” Chase said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh shut up.” Fi said, hitting Chase on the arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well it seems true, so why must he shut up?” Oliver jokingly said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Finally!” The kids shouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh great Tom, were staying in a fucking prison.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Come, I lock you in!” She said as she held up a ringlet with hundreds of keys around it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           Once inside the hotel, it was a bit better. A lot cleaner, nicer, and it actually looked like an okay place to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Need some help mate?” Maxxie asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Wow, cheers Max.” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah anytime.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Wow, these are seriously impressive.” Oliver said referring to his drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You can keep it if you want, I just finished.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Cheers again man.” Oliver said. Max looked at the objects within Oliver’s suitcase. He removed one from the top and lifted it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the fuck?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the hell are these? Sentimental times boxers?” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What? You try arguing with my mother.” Just at the moment the door slammed open, showing Kale, Matt and Chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the fuck is wrong with them?” They both said together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, you’re going to want to see this. She’s got a big chopper as well!” Oliver hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I wanna see that.” Taylor said as she and Fi got up, and the group left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You don’t want to see the girl with big boobs?” Angie asked Kale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, I prefer American women.” Referring to Angie’s nationality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sure Oliver…” Taylor and Fi said as the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Tell us when you see Michael Jackson too!” Chase said as he left with Matt and everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sorry man, I believe you.” Maxxie said as he took a seat on the bed and started digging through Olivers bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What are you looking for?” He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Your sexy night club clothes. We’re going out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Alright sounds good, but make me a promise. Don’t bring back some big, uh--- guy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I dunno, maybe you could bring back someone too, your Russian peasant girl perhaps. We could have some sort of part, you know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m serious Max, I don’t want to have to pretend to be asleep and hear all that stuff.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Could I bring a girl back?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I could, couldn’t I.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well I don’t know. Have you ever tried being with a woman?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Have you ever tried being with a man?!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Don’t be sick…” Oliver said in a disgusted manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You calling me sick?” Max said with his feelings hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, it’s---it’s just against my religion. The whole gay thing is just---just wrong.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So our friendship is just wrong?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, you know that’s not what I mean.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, it sure sounds like it. Take it back.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Uh, take what back?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You know what. Take back what you said.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I---I’m just to religious…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What’s wrong Max?” She said empathetically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Nothing…” Max said with emotions filling his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Obviously there is something…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Not right now…” Max said as he ran away and down the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Christ… Why does this always happen during times like this?” Fi exclaimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Let’s go find him…” Taylor pulled Fi along as she walked down the route to the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Where the fuck has he gone?” Taylor whined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You don’t think he’d go in one of those back alley bars do you?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I guess it’s possible. I really don’t want to look that much though.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t either, but he’s our friend, we should help him.” Fi added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So you want to tell us what’s wrong now?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the fuck? How much did you drink?” Taylor asked, shocked by his accusations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t know. I think to much though.” Max said followed by a loud laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I think you forgot someone by the way Max.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What? What does that supposed to mean?” Taylor asked highly confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Nothing Taylor, he loves you… Now Max why is it that you did this?” Fi said trying to change the subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oliver doesn’t like me anymore apparently, did you know?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What? I thought you guys are like best bud’s or whatever.” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“God, so hard to talk to you right now. Have you talked to him anymore about it?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“POOF!…See, there you go again, always trying to solve everyone’s problems.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m trying to ask a fucking question Max…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Is there anything we can do for you?” Taylor asked Maxxie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Possibly. How about get me another shot!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“NO! No more for you, that’s enough.” Taylor screamed at Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What was that for, the glass went POOF!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You don’t need anymore!” Fi screamed at Max too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You don’t need your virginity anymore, but does that stop you from keeping it Fi?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fuck, he’s really annoying.” Fi complained to Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You need to stop Max! Enough is enough. You’re going to get poisoning!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yes it does Max, now let’s get back to the hotel.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Ah shit!” Taylor hollered. She turned him over, and his unconscious body was still breathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What should we do?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Good thing he’s not that heavy…” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Are you kidding me?” Taylor hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?” Matt screamed back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“OPEN UP THE DAMN DOOR!” They both screamed even louder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?” Chase yelled back even though her heard them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“OPEN THE FUCKING FRONT DOOR!” They screamed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“WHAT?” Chase hollered again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“HOLY SHIT! OPEN UP THE DOOR!!” They yelled again followed by hand motions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?” They asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Open the door…” They said calmly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the fuck did you do?” Chase asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What did we do? How about you guys! Not to mention him!” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, can you move out of our way?” Taylor said rudely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Where are you going?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No, we’re fine. Do you know where his room is?” Fi told them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well we can put him in the room Kale was in.” Matt suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“And if he wakes up?” Taylor responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well what do you suggest then?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“He can sleep with me.” Fi offered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“In our room?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, our room.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Are you sure you want to do that?” Chase asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Do you want him to sleep with you?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sure, why not?” Chase said again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“As if we’d trust you with him.” Fi taunted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m not going to fight you for him. Go ahead, but if you want to, our offer is still up.” Chase replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Our offer?” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yes, our offer.” Chase replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What should we do now?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, we don’t need to baby-sit him, so let’s just go to sleep.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Easy for you to say, he’s not in your bed.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Then you can have my bed and I’ll go in yours.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You sure?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Positive. Or maybe I’ll just go to that empty room.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah or I will.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well how about I go and if you want for some reason we can trade later.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“All right sure, I guess.” Taylor left the room, and Fi sat down. She stared at Maxxie until she drifted to sleep…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Will he ever wake up?” Fi complained the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We don’t have to go.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How did you manage that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Persuasion, and wit. It was pretty easy actually.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I see, and what are we supposed to do now that we’re alone?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well we should wait a little bit at least.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So why are you still with Chase anyway?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, he loves me so...” Taylor answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How do you know?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well he must love me. He can have any girl he wants, so why would he want me with all the other girls?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’d say that’s three-quarters right…” Max said, finally waking up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How do you feel?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Decent. You know how it is…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah. How about we go to the town and get you some help?” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Nah I’m fine. Whatever you want to do is good with me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, I’m don’t getting ready, so shall we?” Taylor said as she turned around to face them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey man, I need to talk to you.” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, sure. What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I didn’t mean any of that yesterday. I’m sorry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, sure. Whatever, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“How about we just start over. Pretend like we’re not friends, and we don’t know anything about eachother.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Alright. I’m Maxxie, and I’m a homosexual. How about you?” Maxxie said without enthusiasm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So you’re going to beat yourself up if we become friends?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No did I say that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well you’re breaking the rules, so that’s basically what you’re saying.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why do you always do this?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Do what?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Make it so fucking awkward to be your friend.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“So now the truth is awkward?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You know how I am! You know gay is just wrong for me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Just leave…Please…” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fine I will!” Max left the room again and went into Chase and Matt’s room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What’s wrong Max?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oliver has decided to follow god…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Like more religious than he already was?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah. I need to sleep in here for now on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sure, go ahead.” Chase butted in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Go ahead?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, go Matt.” Chase said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Just do it…Maybe bring your stuff too.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I don’t have anything remember?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh, that’s right. Sorry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fine! Fucking fine.” Matt said as he left the room and into the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Thanks.” Maxxie said as he got up and took a seat on his new bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What happened?” Chase said as he got up and took a seat next to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I dunno. He just switch about me being…you know…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Short?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Blonde?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Cooler than him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Gay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Should I give you head?” Chase said without a smirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It might cheer you up.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“For fucks sake Chase.” Max was cut off by Chase kissing his lips. He quickly pushed him off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You fuck! You’re supposed to be a friend! I come in here with a problem and this is what you do?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“We’re in Russia! I want to try something new, you know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’m not a hobby Tony… You aren’t taking up canoeing here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I’ve been canoeing.” Chase said informatively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well… What about Taylor?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Loves canoeing.” Chase said with a shrug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Chase…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fine…” Chase said as he got up. He took his shirt off and started to undo his jeans when Maxxie cut in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What the fuck are you doing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hi Max.” She said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Hey.” He said as she sat down next to Chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Mind giving Chase and I some time alone?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fi, lemme ask you a question.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Okay, shoot.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“What would you do if Taylor made a move on your boyfriend when they were alone, given the circumstances.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Why do you ask that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No reason, just wondering.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Does this have anything to do with Chase?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No? Why would it have something to do with Chase?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It is isn’t it? What did he do? Who was it with?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“No it isn’t. With no one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh my god with you?!” Fi said, reading Maxxie’s expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;………………………………………………………………………………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kale knocked on the door to Angie’s room. “One second Tom!” Came from inside it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“It’s not Tom, it’s Kale.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Oh, okay. Come in then.” She hollered. Kale opened up the door and went inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“You’re sharing a room with Tom?” He asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah ‘budget’ couldn’t swing to single rooms.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I have a single room. I sleep alone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Do you want to sleep with Tom?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, no, but just saying.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Yeah, any ways, what do you want?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Uh, how about a goodnight kiss?” At that moment another voice came from the door. “Can I come in?” It said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Can you please not do that tonight?” Angie asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Well, I only sleep naked at home.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“That’s fine… Can you just use a blanket tonight?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;……………………………………………………………………………….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;            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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Fuck it…” He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-1715020215775390142?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1715020215775390142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=1715020215775390142&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/1715020215775390142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/1715020215775390142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-4-part-1-maxxie-and-oliver.html' title='Chapter 4 Part 1: Maxxie and Oliver'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/Sl0kU8pmxpI/AAAAAAAAB5w/ipoBUKoFfCs/S220/skins+cover.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-4709707803732339363</id><published>2009-07-13T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:12:21.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 Matt Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where were you?” Kirra asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uh, trying to help Taylor as you can see.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow, Taylor? What happened?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uh, we got beat up by this uh gang.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh wow, well I’ve just been waiting here. For the past few hours.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“For what?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“For what? You honestly don’t know?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the hell are you talking about?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Matt woke up and saw his paper incomplete. “Fuck.” He huffed. He did his daily things, and walked downstairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where’s your paper Matt?” His dad said firstly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck happened to you?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Care to explain Taylor?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Don’t talk to me you prick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck did I do?” Matt asked totally confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“As if you didn’t know?” Taylor shouted at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Know what!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“About that bitch Regan!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I honestly didn’t know a thing! I swear to you Taylor!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“That’s fucking it. That’s the last time Matt!” Taylor ran out of the classroom, and left the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What happened now mate?” Maxxie asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wait, a group of girls did that to you?” Max asked laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“These were big girls though, not normal girls.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh yeah, I’m sure they were. Big and scary right?” Max said while shaking his head up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Everyone except you Matt.” Tom said sitting him back down. “How is your paper coming along?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Halfway done.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey Matty.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where have you been?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Home?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’ve tried calling you dozens of times!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, sorry. I haven’t been checking my phone. Anyways, I’ve decided to give you another chance. Meet me at that café you always go to at three.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay, I’ll be there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, alright Matty. I’ll see you later.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, bye Kirra.” Matt then dedicated his whole lunch to talking to Taylor. He searched and searched for her, but it was no use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You know where Taylor is Kale?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I dunno. Fi got a text, but she didn’t say where she was going, just with Taylor.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Mehol Bar, now.” Matt rushed to the bar, and there at the bar table was Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey Tay.” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hello Matt.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I just wanted to say I had.” Matt said before Taylor cut him off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, well anyways, are you alright from last night?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Don’t say it please don’t say it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“A brother.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I like this song. Would you like to dance?” She said as she got up and took Matt by the hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck!” He said as he looked down at his watch. “Four! Shit.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where the fuck were you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Who’s this?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fi! She was so excited for yesterday, and the same for today, where have you been!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where are you? What’s that noise? Where are you going?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Matt rushed into the hospital, and called Fi. “Where are you?” he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Room 24.” Fi hung up the phone and watched the door. Matt walked in and ran up to Kirra’s unconscious body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How is she?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fine.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What have they done to her?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Pumped her stomach.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Is she going to be okay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Listen Matt. All you had to do was go on that fucking date.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m sorry, I’m just concerned though for her still.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why is it that you have chosen to start caring about her now? It’s a bit fucking late for that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Excuse me.” A doctor said coming up. “You need to be family to be in here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m her sister.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“And is he your brother?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No. He’s not.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Then I need to ask you to leave.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“But she’s my girlfriend!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m sorry, that doesn’t count. Only family.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No I’m not leaving, let me stay!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Excuse me, can we get him thrown out!” Some guys came in the room and carried Matt away, and out of the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s wrong Matt? You still sad about Taylor?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, we’re fine now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Then what is it?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fucking Kirra went out and overdosed on something, now I can’t even see her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck? Why?” Kale asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“According to Fi, it’s because I wouldn’t go on a date with her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Damn dude. You’re seriously fucked now.” Maxxie said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You are.” Fi said as she came up and looked down at the four boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where did you come from?” Oliver asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Home?” Fi answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You mean, you aren’t with Kirra?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Does it look like I’m with her?” Fi beamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, is she fine? Who’s with her?” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She’s fine, and her parents happen to be with her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you think I should go over there?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, you’re the last person she needs with her, fuck off.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Damn Fi, what’s wrong with you?” Kale asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah…” Maxxie said in a puppy dog voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to go on the dance floor.” Kale said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey tay, I need to tell you something.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Not right now, I’m kind of busy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“But its important, you’re going to want to know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Not right now!” Fi returned to the table and Matt joined her moments later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What happened now?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why did you want to talk to Taylor?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, it was about Chase. He and that posh girl from his quire or whatever were over there and then left.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well that’s just Chase, Taylor knows, but denies the truth about everything until she sees some real action.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you know Chase?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, but that’s not the point.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes it is. She knows how Chase is, manipulative, conniving…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Backstabbing, sneering, undermining, malicious. Yes, yes, he is.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay, so he doesn’t care if he does that because as long as she knows, it’s fine.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s wrong dad?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It’s your mum, I need to tell you something.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She’s gone. She thinks I’m to horrible to live with.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Have you tried calling her?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No. There’s no point in doing that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Are you fucking kidding me? That’s my fucking mom and you made her go away! What the fuck is your problem?!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now son, there’s things you don’t get.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you cuss enough?” His dad laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“FUCKING CALL HER YOU DUMBASS!” Matt screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fine then.” He picked the phone up and dialed her number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Did you finish the paper?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, here.” Matt said as he pulled it out of his backpack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Matt can I speak to you?” Tom said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uh, yeah.” Matt got up and went over to his teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well I’ve finished grading it, and there’s some good news, and then there’s bad news. Which do you want first?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“The bad, I guess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay, the bad news is you didn’t even get a C.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Shit, and the good?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So did you pass mate?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, B+, not an A level, but enough.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So you’re going on the trip with us!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yup. Is everyone going here?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah.” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I believe if they let me.” Chase said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“If Chase goes I am.” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“If I can get the money yeah.” Kale said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Of course!” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Everyone, but one person.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Who’s that?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Kirra…” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why not?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fair enough, can I see her now?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, I don’t think you should have anything to do with her until she asks you to, but that’s just me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           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?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, she won’t pick up no matter what. Funny how things like this happen.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Good, she’s up and talking now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What? Can I speak to her?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I dunno. Lemme ask.” Chase asked and Kirra gave a very blunt,” Wow, fuck no.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She doesn’t want to talk to you right now, give it some time.” Chase told Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Can I just say something to her then?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uh, lemme see.” Chase asked Kirra and she said,” he’s got five seconds.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay, you have a few seconds.” Chase gave his phone to Kirra, and she held it up to her ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hello? Kirra? Hello? Is anyone there?” Matt said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Kirra closed the phone and handed it back to Matt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What he say?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uhm, hello, Kirra, and asked if someone was there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck what is wrong with him.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Honestly, he has to be fucked up in the head now!” Taylor responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, whatever.” They stayed with Kirra until visiting hours were over, then they all went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How is she now?” Matt asked Fi as they entered the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She’s out of the hospital, and last I heard, she was going to some new institution.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What? Another one? Why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, if you were a parent and your daughter has just tried to commit suicide, what would you do?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Good point, but if she’s out why won’t she come on the trip with us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Her parents don’t want her to, I guess to many temptations away from home, just to dangerous.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Damn, I guess I’ll just try to look on the bright side.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You do that.” Fi said while patting Matt on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now, guys I have your boarding passes over here. Please line up.” Tom said. They all took there passes and walked down the corridor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“A fucking red eye?” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Thanks Tom, great booking.” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, you can sleep on the plane, I was trying to make it nice for you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well we are, now go put your bags away with them and go to the loading station.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           They all checked in their bags and went to the loading station. They took a seat on the seats provided and waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Flight 292 to Russia has been delayed by eight hours.” A announcement came from a loudspeaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Eight hours?” Taylor yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck?” Kale asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why?” Oliver asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s going on?” Tom asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Excuse me?” He responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“The flight. The flight to Russia. Eight whole hours?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Is that what I said?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes you did.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh sorry one minute please.” The coordinator gave a piece of paper to a lady in the room and moments later an announcement came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Flight 292 to Russia has been delayed by nine hours sorry for the inconvenience.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Nine fucking hours Tom?” Chase asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, nine.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why?!” Taylor hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“He said problems with the plane, but he too was unsure.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Unsure? He’s the coordinator for every plane in the airport! How can he be unsure!” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know, why don’t you go ask him yourself.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fine I will. Fi come on.” Taylor said, tugging on her arm. She marched to the office and walked inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“May I help you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes you can. Do you mind, uhm, just telling us what’s wrong with plane 292?” Taylor giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It has some internal problems, the engine I think.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“And you expect such young girls such as ourselves to ride on it?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, if you don’t mind, can you please, give us another plane.” Taylor said trying to sound like a sweet innocent girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I wish I could, but I just can’t.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Anything?” He answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-4709707803732339363?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4709707803732339363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=4709707803732339363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/4709707803732339363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/4709707803732339363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-3-matt-part-5.html' title='Chapter 3 Matt Part 5'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-3795035530411109453</id><published>2009-07-07T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:14:49.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 Matt Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time passed by, and the time eventually came for Matt to leave. He quietly crept out of his room and down the stairs. At the bottom of stairs, he stepped on a soft spot, and the stair squeeked which alerted his dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Where do you think you’re going?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Out dad.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I don’t think so. Go finish up your paper now!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“C’mon hun. It’s okay. Go ahead Matt.” Matt’s mom said. Matt went out the door, and his dad surprisingly didn’t chase him. Matt came to the school, and saw Taylor waiting with Kale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Kale, you came too?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Are you kidding? An all girl school, I wouldn’t pass this up for anything!” Kale responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Shall we?” Taylor asked taking the two boys arms. They walked inside and took three seats in the very back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“When do you think it’ll start Taylor?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No clue. My guess is as good as yours is.” Minutes later, the lights dimmed, and the spotlight was put on a group of girls on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“See any up there Kale?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Not yet, but some aren’t bad.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“When does Chase come on?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Honestly Matt?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fine, I just need to go home.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You need to be here, stop.” Taylor said. Just at that moment, another voice was heard on stage, and they all saw Chase. He had his hair slicked back, and he looked like a man from a 60’s biker gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“He’s not bad at singing is he?” Kale asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Not at all, I’m actually very surprised.” Taylor responded. They watched it for a while and at the very end, something unexpected happened. Chase kissed Reagan, who happened to be his partner, furiously until the song ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck?” Taylor asked as she got up and marched off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wait where you going Taylor.” Matt asked, but she was already gone. He pulled Kale along as he went and followed Taylor backstage. Taylor went through a group of half naked girls, and the two followed. They all slapped and hit the two guys, Matt didn’t bother, but Kale couldn’t resist touching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Taylor went to the very back and looked around. She figured out which room because of the all the grams on the door stating ‘We Love You Chase’! She opened up the door and saw Chase with his shirt off and pants unbuttoned with his hand up Reagan’s shirt moving around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck are you doing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Just checking her diaphragm contraction. What’s wrong herp?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the hell is going on?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Just a part of the performance what’s wrong?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Bull shit Chase! You fucking prick!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Now Taylor, I want to know why you’re overreacting like this.” Reagan said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Overreacting? You fucking whore!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You know, typically these are signs of mental issues, my mom can help you if you want.” Reagan said, but was stopped by the bitch slap dealt by Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Ow. I’m going to fucking kill you, you spaztastic slutty, cock sucking, horse fucker!” Reagan said at the top of her lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Woah, good swearing.” Matt said joining the argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Goodbye Chase.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Later herp.” Chase said as she walked out. Reagan left too, and Chase continues,” Aren’t you happy you came? Me and Taylor are almost done and now’s your chance.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You did that on purpose?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Go after her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You rarely have opportunities like this c’mon go after her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“But she’s yours!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, but you love her. You know how sub atomic particles act on chance, and somewhere in the universe they run into eachother and bang you have energy? Well, that’s the same thing. Unpredictable Matt, that’s why it’s so much fun.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’m just going to go check on her.” Matt said all confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Matt. Bang.” Matt left the room, and saw Reagan outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Taylor would never fuck a horse you know.” Matt walked past and tried to pull Kale along who was busy making out with one of the girls in the quire. Kale pulled back and stayed in his spot as Matt walked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Taylor walked down the dark streets in a sad rage. She couldn’t understand Chase and what he was doing. She walked blocks and blocks until she came to a group of girls in pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Excuse me please.” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wait, we want to talk to you.” They said blocking her path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Don’t give me this shit.” She said trying to break the wall of girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Is she giving us cheek? One said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I think she is giving us cheek.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fucking let me by!” Taylor hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“She is giving us cheek!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What does that even mean?” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Cheek, cheek, cheek.” The biggest girl said grabbing Taylor by the hair. Taylor screamed, trying to get loose, but it was no use. At that moment, Matt heard the scream and came running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Taylor? Taylor!” He hollered trying to get to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Matt help!” Taylor yelled back. Matt came up to the group of girls and said,” Leave her alone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Is he giving us cheek too?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck?” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“He is!” The big girl said releasing Taylor from her grasp. They went over to Matt and started to beat him up. They beat him until he was unconscious on the ground, then they left. Taylor had already run off and was almost home, so couldn’t help Matt out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Where were you?” Kirra asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uh, trying to help Taylor as you can see.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow, Taylor? What happened?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uh, we got beat up by this uh gang.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh wow, well I’ve just been waiting here. For the past few hours.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“For what?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“For what? You honestly don’t know?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the hell are you talking about?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-3795035530411109453?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3795035530411109453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=3795035530411109453&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3795035530411109453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3795035530411109453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-passed-by-and-time-eventually-came.html' title='Chapter 3 Matt Part 4'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-1756036025479132950</id><published>2009-07-06T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:42:05.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 Matt Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Okay I didn’t like either of these skirts, but which one do you think I should wear to the Amazon dance tomorrow?. This one says slut, and this one says I’m easy.” Taylor said to Chase. Chase stared off into the distance at Reagan, a “friend” from his choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Chase?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yes Herp?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Which one?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Slutty one to my choir concert, and the easy one to the dance.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Choir concert?” Taylor asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, you and Matt are going to come tonight.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh really? Where?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Over at St. Bernadicts.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“The all girl posh bitch school?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yep, tonight.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Sounds good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So Fi, how is life.” Kale said.&lt;br /&gt;“Pretty good, how is it to be alone now?”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay. I can do whatever I want now though. Get drunk, high, you know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, sounds pretty nice. How often you do those things?”&lt;br /&gt;“Which one?”&lt;br /&gt;“Both.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh every night.”&lt;br /&gt;“What! Kale, what the fuck is wrong with you.”&lt;br /&gt;“What does it matter?”&lt;br /&gt;“What the fuck do you mean what does it matter. We want you to fucking live past twenty, at that rate you wont!”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not like I’m going to overdose or get alchohol poisoning. I’m fine.”&lt;br /&gt;“You never know, one time and you could be dead.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine trust me.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s the problem Kale. I don’t…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt sat at his computer trying to type his paper. He read through some of his notes on his topic “The Chinese Trade Routes with the Rest of the World” and read some of the books he had. He had barely written ‘In the medieval times, few had access to trade with the oriental countries’ when his dad came in, on a rampage.&lt;br /&gt;“I told you, no sunshine.” He unplugged his television. “No more radio.” He put it on the television. “No more Ipod.” He put it on the television too. “No more trash magazines.” He did the same. “No more internet.” He unplugged the modem and took it with him. He walked out with the stuff in his hands and moments later a big thunk and crash was heard along with,” Fucking shit.” A knock came at the window and Matt looked over. He saw Chase asking to come in. Matt opened up his window and the first thing out of his mouth was,” What the fuck is this.”&lt;br /&gt;“My paper. Or at least what is there of my paper.”&lt;br /&gt;“Holy shit man.” Chase deleted the whole sentence and started to type, ‘The Asian countries of the Renaissance were highly secluded from much of Europe. The muslims had the route blocked off from the sea and land, and no solution was evident during the time.’ ”Go from there.”&lt;br /&gt;“Eight o’ clock tonight, you and Taylor are going to St. Bernadicts, no questions, just come.”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, why.”&lt;br /&gt;“No fucking questions.”&lt;br /&gt;“Who the fuck is that, you better not be on your phone Matt!” His dad said as he marched into the room. “You better hope not you Fuck… Oh Chase! How nice to see you. You doing well in school?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes sir. All A’s and I’ve been trying to help young Matt here lately.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh how wonderful, thank you. Well, Matt doesn’t need any more help on this paper, and he really needs to focus, can I ask you to leave?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, right away. I was just leaving anyways. Goodbye you two.” Chase walked out of the room and down the stairs and out the door.&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t you be more like him…” Matt’s dad murmured as he walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-1756036025479132950?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1756036025479132950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=1756036025479132950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/1756036025479132950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/1756036025479132950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-3-matt-part-3.html' title='Chapter 3 Matt Part 3'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-8221614302291114883</id><published>2009-07-05T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:57:59.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Matt Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now Matt, you failed your paper and I have no choice, but to fail you, but there is one solution. I fought hard for you, as hard as possible and I got an extension on your final paper. It’s due to me by Wednesday.” The social studies teacher said as he handed Matt’s dad the paper. He scanned over it and said,” What the fuck is this! Are you a fucking 2nd grader!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now, Mr. Denalt, I believe it isn’t his fault. Perhaps, to much distraction from his friends?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes, I’m sure that is one factor. Thank you very much, we need to go now.” Matt’s dad said as he pulled his son out of the room and into the hallways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Dad, I can explain.” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“There is no need for explaining. You’re social train has stopped. Your life has been put on hold until you finish this you miserable little fuck up. Did Chase fail this?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“And why didn’t he?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Chase doesn’t do history.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Exactly.” His dad said without listening to his statement. “What do you have next period.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Drama.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“That is it. You go to drama. Home. Coursework. No. Fun.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why are you talking in such short sentences.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Emphasis! Drama! Which you should be at! Drama!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Honestly Matt. It isn’t that hard to come home and do your work to the best of your ability.” Matt’s mom said speaking up now that her husband was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m just not good at schoolwork mum.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, get good, or you know how your dad is going to act.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah mom. See you later.” Matt walked down the stairs and saw the drama classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Be bad, fuck drama.” Maxxie said while joining his side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, don’t listen to that fool, follow your dads directions.” Oliver said joining the other side of Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah I think Oliver is right.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck it man, why go to class when there’s so many opportunities in the open wide world?” Maxxie said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“That’s true you’re right.” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Don’t fall for it, it’s a trap! Don’t!” Oliver responded. Just then Kirra came up from behind and said,” Hi Matty.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh hey Kirra.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow Maxxie, you look all horny.” Referring to the devil horns on top of Maxxie’s head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You can tell?” Maxxie said, not realizing what she meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So Matt, I can’t wait for our date tonight how about you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What date?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh you know. Anyways, I gotta go to my next class, see you later.” Kirra skipped off and turned down the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck it?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck it.” Maxxie and Oliver said in unison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-8221614302291114883?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8221614302291114883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=8221614302291114883&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/8221614302291114883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/8221614302291114883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-3-matt-part-2.html' title='Chapter 3: Matt Part 2'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-3373754297329877885</id><published>2009-07-02T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:43:21.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Matt Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Matt, wake up I need to ask you a question.” Kirra said as she pushed him around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wha…?” Matt asked still half asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I think we should go on a date.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, whatever…” Still half-asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay, tomorrow I’ll meet you at your house.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah okay sure.” Kirra kept walking around. She came to the kitchen, where she looked around. She looked at the calendar on Taylor’s refrigerator and it was empty besides November 13th, Moms Home! Kirra wondered what the date was when she heard Oliver outside saying some chant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s the date today Oliver?” She asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“The thirteenth why?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I think Taylor’s parents are coming home soon.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay. If you don’t mind I’m kinda busy can you just go?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, cool, seeya.”  Kirra said as she walked back inside. She walked into Taylor’s room where she saw her in bed with Chase. She went over to her and said,” Hey Taylor wake up.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What.” She said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I think your parents are coming home today.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, they come back on the 13th.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It is the 13th.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No it isn’t stop being a bitch.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It is I promise you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Go away and go actually eat.” Kirra left the room and went downstairs. She saw Maxxie asleep on the couch next to Fi. Fi was awake playing with his hair when she saw Kirra walk in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s up Kirra?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh not much, just waiting for the doorbell to ring.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why, who’s coming?” She said readjusting herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, just Taylor’s parents, no problem.” Kirra went over to where Kale was and picked up a blanket on the floor and covered him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No problem Kirra? What the fuck are we going to do if…” Just at that moment a knock came at the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I guess no ring.” Kirra walked over to the door and opened it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hello Kirra! How nice it is to see you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Same here. I was just on my way out though, so have fun in there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh okay, come back soon darling, bye.” Taylor’s mom walked into the house with her new husband and walked around. When she saw everyone in her house, some naked, and mess everywhere she screamed,” What the fuck!” Everyone ran out of the house as quickly as possible. Kale, Matt, Fi, and Maxxie went out through the window, and everyone else including Taylor went out through the front door without a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-3373754297329877885?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3373754297329877885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=3373754297329877885&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3373754297329877885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3373754297329877885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-3-matt-part-1.html' title='Chapter 3: Matt Part 1'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-3047310261937054734</id><published>2009-06-29T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:56:47.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The posts will now be shortened so it is easier to read. Thank you for stopping by:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-3047310261937054734?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3047310261937054734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=3047310261937054734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3047310261937054734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/3047310261937054734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/06/note.html' title='Note'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-7615863412966844779</id><published>2009-06-27T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:57:47.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Kale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chapter 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;         Kale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Kale opened his eyes on this October day. He looked straight up at the ceiling and tried to remember his previous night. His head burned like a forest fire, and his vision was fuzzy. He grabbed the pills next to him, took one out and popped them in his mouth. He sat up and looked next to him. On the floor lay Chase, Taylor, Fi, Oliver, Max, Kirra and Matt, fast asleep. He got up from his spot and quietly crept out of the room and downstairs. No sight of his mom or brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck?” He asked himself as he turned into the living room. The walls had been torn down in areas, and graffiti dominated the remaining walls. He wasn’t sure if it was something from the previous night changing his perception of the picture, or if it was all real. He turned into the kitchen, and saw his brother leaning against the sink with a coffee cup in his hand. His brother said nothing, but pointed to the table where a note and a big envelope sat. He picked up the note and opened it and started to read: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Kale and Daniel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Within this envelope, I have enclosed 8,000 dollars for you and your brother to share and deal with groceries and everything while I am away. I hope you both know I love you dearly, and I will miss you lots while I am gone. I just need some alone time, and it is impossible to get it in this house. Be back in a few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;–Mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Kale put the note down and opened the envelope, and saw the wad of cash within it. “She isn’t coming back you know.” Daniel said to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why wouldn’t she?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Look, why would she even give us this money if she would be back in a few weeks? We have enough food to last a month, and there is nothing else we need, it’s the rest of the extra money she had, and she’s giving it to us. She’s gone Kale. Just like how dad left us.” Daniel opened up the medicine cabinet next to the sink, and took out four bottles of pills. “I was about your age when I started taking these, I suggest you start.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What they do?” Kale wondered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You know how mom always told you that you were going in for checkups every month when you were younger? Those weren’t checkups, we both contracted a genetic disease from somewhere in out family line, and it causes the brain to rupture. When I was diagnosed positive with the disease, they gave me these pills. They prevent the rupture, but not forever, and my time is coming to an end. So here take these.” He tossed Kale two bottles and walked out of the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How do you know I’m positive?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“File cabinet, diseases.” Daniel said as he opened the door and walked out. Kale went into the garage, and found the cabinet. He opened it up and there sat the file titled ‘Diseases.’ He opened it up and saw records of previous checkups, and on the front sat the document titles ‘Kale.’ He opened it up and found the other documents that showed he was positive for the disease. He burst into tears for he found out today, his mom is gone forever, his brother is going to die soon, and he is going to die soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Fi woke up to the sound of Kale’s crying. She ran down the stairs and followed the noise into the garage and found Kale lying on the ground, his head barred into his shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck is up with you?” Fi asked as she crouched down next to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“My life is fucked. Mom is gone forever, dad is gone forever, brother is soon to be gone to forever, me is soon to be gone forever.” He said over his emotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Whoa, whoa, whoa start over.” Fi said, as she took Kale into her arms, trying to calm him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kale sat in her arms for a moment and responded after gaining control,” Today, when I woke up my brother gave me a note that stated my mom has left, and isn’t coming back. Then my brother explained how he’s going to die soon. Fuck this.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow. Anything else?” Trying to sound facetious to try and cheer him up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, look…” He handed her the file with his death note within. She took it from him and opened it and read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh fuck. I’m so sorry Kale, and I thought my life was fucked up, shit.” She grasped him closer and burst into tears too with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Shit now you’re crying, please don’t.” He said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How can you expect me too not? Your life is fucked up, and you’re one of my best friends, what do you expect?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You’re right, come on let’s go.” He picked her up with him and walked inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you not think we should be going to the doctor and confirm that? Things could have changed you never know.” Fi said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I guess…” He walked out the door with his keys in hand. He opened his car up and they both got in and he drove off to the hospital. Not a word was said on the way. They both walked into the hospital, and up to the front desk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Walk in.” Kale told the women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, Mr. Richardson, how are you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You know who I am?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes, I’ve been here many years and I have seen you in here quite often.” She told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow, okay. Can I see doctor Kim now?” Kale asked her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Sure, I’ll phone her and tell her you’re coming. Go down the hall, and at the very end you will fine her office.” Kale and Fi followed her directions and they saw the office. They entered it, and it seemed like royal treatment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Right this way Mr. Richardson.” He was told. He was sat down in the doctors office with Fi, and seconds later the doctor came inside and sat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How are you Kale?” She asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Good and yourself?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Good. Who is this?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fi, just a friend.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Nice to meet you Fi.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Nice to meet you to.” Fi told her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What can I do for you Kale?” The doctor asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“My brother told me about it today, I want you to run more tests and confirm if its true. I want the results today too.” Kale demanded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Done and done. Please follow me.” The doctor told him. They both followed her into a room with nothing, but a machine in the corner. Kale followed the doctor’s orders and sat in the chair, and strapped the metal bar around his head. The machine lowered a bar with three lights in front of Kale’s face. The doctor put a black mask around Kale’s eyes, and started up the machine. The lights started to spin round and round Kale’s head. After some time, they were going so fast Kale’s head wasn’t even visible, only the yellow light rays being shot out was seen. After what seemed like forever, the machine started to slow down, and it stopped. The doctor went over to Kale and took off the black eyeglasses, then undid the metal band around his head.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Get up slowly, you may feel a bit light headed, it is normal.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey, what’s new?” Kale laughed and got up. The doctor took him out of the room, Fi rejoined them and they both went into another room, full of television screens. She turned on 5 monitors, and told him,” This is your brain, in five different positions. Green means perfect, yellow means good, brown means area of concern.” They checked every monitor and in the end something unexpected happened. There was nothing there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you have to run the tests again?” Fi asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“The tests never lie, no. You’re a lucky man Kale. It has been reported that some have grown out of the disease, and I guess you’re one of them. Can I speak to Kale alone Hun?” The doctor asked Fi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, sure I suppose.” Fi left the room and once again took a seat in the chairs outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now Kale, I would continue to take the pills. You more than likely are fine, but the virus could be dormant, and it wasn’t picked up.” The doctor led Kale out of the room and back into her office, Fi followed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Okay, I’m scheduling you another appointment for next October.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I thought it’s gone?” Fi asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It is, but just a normal check in, what goes can come back, you don’t want to play with fire.” The doctor told her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Alright then, anything else doctor?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Nope, that should do it. Goodbye Kale.” She walked over to her door and opened it for them. They both walked out, and walked out of the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So what now?” Fi asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now, we go and get that money my mom left us, and use it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“But what if she doesn’t come back?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She’s coming back. You honestly think she’d leave us if my brother is going to die soon?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I guess not, but I wouldn’t jump to any conclusions.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She’s coming back, and were using that cash. That is it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Alright fine.” They got in Kale’s car and drove off, back to Kale’s home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What are you going to do with all that money?” Fi asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Party all night long.” Kale laughed. He pulled into the driveway of his house, and walked up to the door and opened it. Fi and Kale crept upstairs and saw that everyone was still sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So what should we do?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wake them up.” Fi suggested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why not?” They both eventually decided to wake everyone up slowly and not be ass holes about it. They decided not to talk about Daniel, but they told them about Kale’s mom and the plans for the night. Chase and Taylor were given 1000 dollars to plan for the night, Matt and Kirra the same, and Oliver and Maxxie the same. Fi and Kale took the last of the 4000 and left the home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fi, you take this money, I’m going to go. I need some time for all this to sink in.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What? Oh fine, see you later.” Kale drove off alone, searching for his mom. He needed to talk to her, he needed to find out what was going on. He went to the place she usually was. Work, café, grocery store, and bars, but there was no sign of her anywhere. He drove and drove for hours and hours. The time went from 12:00 P.M. to 6:00 P.M., before he actually did find something. By the train tracks, was an abandoned car, her car. He found it unlocked, and he searched the whole car. Nothing was there though, so he decided to check one more place; the train station. He drove to it, and on a bench, she sat, staring off into space. He parked his car and walked up to the bench and sat down on the opposite side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“This is only going to make it harder.” She said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You know you’re coming back, so it’s making it easier.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Not the best choice of words.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Even if you were leaving, why would you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you have any clue how hard it would be to watch your two sons die?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m not going to die, I went to the hospital today, it’s gone from my brain.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It will come back, I promise you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“And if it doesn’t?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I still have to watch your brother die.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Mom, we are going to need you, you can’t leave us. What will we do for the bills, food, and everything else?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I gave you enough to last you a month, figure it out from there.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No, you’re coming back, and you know it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know yet.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So am I not fucking good enough for you now?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“That’s not what I mean and you know it Kale.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, it sure seems like you do. You won’t watch my brother, but I’m going to live, but obviously my life isn’t good enough for you to watch turn to shit without you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You and your brother are going to fucking die, I’m not going to sit and watch it helplessly.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Grow up and fucking bear it. You are a mom now, you have been for seventeen years. You should have grown up a long time ago and learned to love your kids to death. We need you now most of all, do not fucking leave us.” Just then the train roared its engine and horn as it came towards the station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You just don’t understand.” She got up and went to the boarding dock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So, this is it? You’re really leaving us forever?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I have no choice Kale, I am sorry.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Sorry? I’m not a fucking two-year-old. You don’t know sorry. Sorry is something you say after you hurt someone. Sorry is something you say after you lie to someone. But sorry is not something you say when you decide to leave a kid before he dies.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I love you, and you know I always will.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Talk is cheap. That doesn’t mean anything coming from you. You love me so much you’re deciding to leave me before I die. That sure sounds like love.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Goodbye Kale.” She entered the train, and walked down the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck you mom. Thanks for everything.” He didn’t bother chasing her down, she was gone and there was no changing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So Taylor, what do you want to do?” Chase asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I can think of three things. One doesn’t involve anything, she said as she ripped at his shirt. Two we go buy spliff for the party later. Three we go and invite people for tonight.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“One sounds nice.” Chase responded as he took her arm and pulled her up Kale’s stairs and into his bedroom. The did their business, and at the end, Matt walked in, not expecting anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh shit.” He said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It’s okay, come join the party!” Chase said as he motioned for Matt to come over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m fine, thanks anyway.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh come on Matt, what are you afraid to get a little dirty?” Taylor asked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Not my exact words, but I needed to tell you guys that everything has been taken care of for later, we just need you 1000 dollars to pay the DJ.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You aren’t getting any of it unless you come join in.” Chase said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How the hell do I join in? You guys seem to be done.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“He may be done. I may be done. But you aren’t done.” Taylor said seductively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m just going to go.” Matt said almost reluctantly as he walked out and down the stairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Did you get the money?” Kirra asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No they wouldn’t stop fucking around, so I left without it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh wow, silly Matty.” Kirra walked off and up the stairs. She walked in the room and told them,” I need that money.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Matt to afraid to come and join us?” Taylor asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Then why wont he come?” Chase asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, I don’t know. Matty is to silly to understand, I don’t bother.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Taylor laughed and said,” The money is in Chases jeans pocket.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Where is his jeans?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Over there on the balcony.” Taylor told her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow, that sounds nice.” Kirra walked over to the balcony door and opened it up. She walked out and picked up his jeans. She removed the money from the pockets and dropped the jeans. She closed the balcony door and walked out of the room. She returned to where Matt was and saw he was now with Maxxie and Oliver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey Maxxie, hey Olive.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Olive?” Max asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, it’s a good name. Let’s see. He’s Matty, he’s Olive, and you’re Maxxie.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow okay then.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Kirra, how is it to be back in the free world now?” Oliver asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It’s quite nice now. No more fake ‘happiness is the key to life’ voices.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Sounds nice. So all you did was listen to people tell you to be happy all day?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Pretty much. When I was admitted with depression and the problems with my brain, they gave me the pills and happy classes.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Happy classes? That sounds dirty.” Oliver laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow Olive. Still like a two year old I see.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“That’s me, the two year old. So what are going to do now?” Just then the doorbell rang. Kirra went to answer it, and outside was the DJ, and everything to set up. They all contributed to the cause of the party, and it was all set up just in time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           The people came in herds, as they rushed inside the house. Kale had already missed at least four hours of his own party by the time he came home. He came to the sound of blaring music, and the sight of lights flashing everywhere. He entered the house, and went upstairs. He took his pills, which included the prescribed pills, his drug pills, and his Viagra. He went down stairs to go catch up with his friends, when he was stopped by Angie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hello Kale.” She told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey Angie, who invited you?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Maxxie did, he said you wanted me here most of all, so why not.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Of course Max did, have to get him later.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Do you not want me here?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh no, I didn’t mean it like that.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh okay, so how are you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m okay, but there’s one thing wrong.” Kale explained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, and what’s that?” She asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, my best bud invited this girl here, and I really want to dance with her, but I don’t know if she’s interested in dancing.” Kale said trying to sound smooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I think she might be.” Angie said as she started to dance with Kale. Kale felt the Viagra take toll,” Shit.” He said out loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s wrong?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh nothing.” He said as he stepped on her feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Ouch Kale!” She said as she looked down and saw what the Viagra had done to Kale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I gotta go, bye Kale.” She said abruptly as she removed herself from Kale’s grasp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What’s wrong?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I can’t do this, it isn’t right.” She said as she opened the door. Kale chased after her, but she got in her car and ran away.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“One more thing to add to my list of bad things…” He returned to trying to fine his friends, and he did find them. Maxxie was to busy freaking with Taylor to talk to, Chase was to busy with Kirra and Matt, and Oliver was no where to be found. He walked into the kitchen where he saw Fi pouring a glass of beer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Want some?” She asked Kale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Sure, why not.” She poured him a glass and he took it from her. “Cheers to the worst day of Kale Richardson’s life.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Cheers?” Fi said questioningly as she toasted with Kale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Why aren’t you dancing with them?” Kale asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I was with Oliver, when some slut came over and took him away up stairs. How ‘bout yourself?” She asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Max had invited Angie for me, but my pills killed me.” He looked down, and she followed his motions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow, I see. Well would you like to go out there with me?” Fi asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I would.” Kale said. They walked over to where Maxxie and Taylor were and joined in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Daniel went up to Kale and asked to speak with him. Kale followed him into the kitchen where the talked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Did you fine mum?” Daniel asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, but now she’s gone, and she ain’t coming back.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You’re just figuring that out?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well it took a while for me to realize what type of person she was. It just kills me how she could leave us like that.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She’s just like dad, but she had to stick around longer. Here.” He said as he handed Kale a piece of paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“This is dad’s address, I’ve been in touch with him for a while and when I’m gone go to him and he’ll help you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck? You’ve been in contact with dad this whole time and you didn’t bother to tell me?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“We all have. Mom never lost touch with him since the day he left. Then a few years ago she told me. Now it’s time I tell you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Thanks, I guess. When do you think you’re going to be…gone.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I guess a few months, but I really don’t know. I heard you went to the hospital today from Fi.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, I did. Apparently, it has disappeared inside my body somewhere or has gone out.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Congratulations. I wish mine was gone, I’m going to miss this. These parties, you, everything.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m sorry Dan, I don’t know what I’m going to do without you too.” They both gave each other a brotherly hug and went there separate ways. Kale rejoined with the other three, and they all danced the entire night. “Hey hey stop that!” Kale shouted at two guys in the corner of the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Stop what?” They said in a drunken voice as the continued to destroy their surroundings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You can’t do that! This is my house!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Like we give a shit.” They both laughed and picked up a pot that was on the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Be careful with that, it’s an antique!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh really? Then you take it.” They threw the pot, but the throw was off and Kale was unprepared. The pot hit Kale directly on the head, and he was thrown into a endless sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Kale! Kale!” Fi screamed as she rushed over to Kale’s unconscious body followed by Max and Taylor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck is wrong with you two!” Fi yelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey, it isn’t our fault he didn’t catch it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck off both of you!” Taylor yelled at them. Max carried Kale up the stairs into an empty bedroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Should we stay with him?” Max asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know, it’s up to you.” Taylor said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Are any of you going to?” said Max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I guess. Not all night, but for some of it.” Taylor responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, me too.” Fi said, and they did. Bit by bit, the partying quieted down from downstairs until everyone was gone and only the four remained with Kale. Then eventually, only Kale was left in the house.             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Kale woke up again this morning and his head ached even worse than the night before. He remembered everything that happened the previous day, and it only made his head ache more. He took his normal pills, but today they included aspirin. He went downstairs, and today’s house was even worse than the house the day before. Trash was everywhere, windows were broken, graffiti was everywhere, and the walls had holes in them. He went into the bathroom to do his normal things. He did them, and right when he was about to leave the house, his friends showed up at the door. Kale opened it for them and they rushed inside the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Shit man, what the fuck happened?” Oliver asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It wasn’t like this when you left?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Not even close, it looked almost perfect.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Then what the fuck happened…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Who knows.” Oliver again replied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What do you guys want anyways.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Just to see how you were feeling and if you had any plans today.” Fi said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“We were with you almost all night. So, how do you feel?” Taylor asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah dude. You looked like shit last night, how are you?” Maxxie asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“My head burns like hell, but other than that and every other matter, I’m fine. I was planning on going to see my dad, my brother told me he lives nearby and will help.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Your dad?” Max said astounded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, apparently he still talked to my mom and brother, but not me.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“How about I’ll go with you and you guys help with the house.” Fi said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck no, I don’t do cleaning.” Chase said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Then don’t. I don’t give a shit whether you do or don’t.” Said Kale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey, I’ll go too, I want to help too.” Max proclaimed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fine then, let’s go.” Max, Fi, and Kale left the house. They got in the car and drove off to the address listed on the paper provided by Daniel. They pulled in front of the house, and went up to the door. Kale knocked and a snooty, stuck-up woman answered the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes?” She said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hi, I came to see Charles.” Kale said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Kale? Is this Kale?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh my gosh! I haven’t seen you since you were a baby. Come in please, come in.” They all walked in and were told to sit on a couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Are these your friends?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, that’s Fi and that’s Maxxie.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Obliged to meet you both. Kale, I would like you to meet your half brother. This is Chris.” (lol Marissa get it?) She said as she picked up a baby from a cradle. Kale looked at the baby and smiled. “How old is he?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Just turned two last week. Anyways, what did you need with your dad? Do you need money?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well, I need his help more than money, may I speak with him?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“One second honey, will you hold the baby while I speak to him?” She said as she handed him Chris and opened a door and went inside. The three sat there as the listened to the conversation from the other room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Kale is here Charles.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What!! Get rid of him now!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“He needs your help though, won’t you at least speak to him?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“No! He wants money or something, I know how his family is.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Please will you at least confront him?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I will not, and that’s final. It’s hard enough having to know Daniel, get rid of him!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes of course.” She opened the door back up and saw Kale standing up watching the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“He wants you to leave I’m sorry.” Kale jiggled in his standing spot for a while, and Chris fell from his hands onto the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wahhhh! Wahhhh!” The baby went after the pulse of the landing reached his body. Kale ran out the front door as fast as he could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’ll stay here and I’ll talk to his dad.” Max said as Fi chased after Kale. Kale ran and ran with Fi trying to keep up behind him. He ran until he got to a familiar place, the train station bench. Fi sat down right next to him and waited for him to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You know I talked to my mom on this very bench yesterday.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You---You talked to your mom?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, when I left you I went searching for her.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I figured that, but you actually talked to her?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She told me she didn’t want to watch us die, so she had to leave.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, I told her she needed to grow up and bear it, but she told me I just wouldn’t understand so she had to leave.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Wow, that’s just not right. It’s your job as a parent to comfort your kids and help them, not run away…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Exactly. I watched her enter the train and leave, it’s hard to believe a person would do that you know?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I do know. That’s how I feel everyday with my dad.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know what I’m going to do now. My mom is gone indefinitely, my brother is soon to die, and my dad refuses to help me.” Kale said as he took a cigarette out of his pocket and lighted it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You know Kale, look at your life. You have all these horrible things going on at the moment, but you also have some great things in your life.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh yeah, and what is that?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Me. Maxxie. And everyone else that loves you. Those people who came to your house to help you today, they are your family. They would die for you. I’d say that’s enough in itself to make someone happy. Enjoy your final days with your brother, enjoy your days with us. Just don’t look at the bad things going on. Throw it all away, start fresh. Start new.” Kale nodded and Fi reached over to hold him. He laid his head in her shoulder, and they didn’t talk.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maxxie watched her pick the baby up and soothe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Now, there’s nothing I can do for you either so how about you just leave.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t think so. We came here for a purpose and we’re going to get that purpose completed.” Max marched into the room where Charles was and saw him in a chair reading a newspaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck is wrong with you. That’s your fucking son and you don’t have the courage to talk to him?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Who the hell are you to come in here and tell me what I do wrong.” He replied almost shocked at the accusations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m someone who gives a fuck for your son. But I see you don’t, which gives me all the right to tell you what you’re doing wrong. His mother ran away because she doesn’t want to see them die, and you’re doing the same!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“She uh---She ran away?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Yes she did and by the looks of it she isn’t coming back.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Of fucking course. What do you want me to do!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Be a father…” Maxxie left the room and charged out of the house without another word. He got out phone and called Fi, but no answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Come in her please.” A voice said from behind Max. Maxxie shout around and saw Charles standing right in front of him. He followed him inside and up the stairs to a higher level. They both went into another room filled with work papers. Charles pulled out an old file that was all dusty. He blew off the dust and opened it up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Give this to Kale and Daniel. Inside are things that will help given their state of crisis.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Thank you sir.” They both went back down the stairs and Maxxie left the house. He called Fi once again, and this time she picked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“We’re coming back, be five minutes Max.” She said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh alright, see you then.” Max hung out on the bumper of the car until they showed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You okay Kale?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Never better.” They came back to the house all clean and nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey how did it go guys?” Taylor asked as she saw them walk in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“He gave Max this folder, but that’s it.” Kale explained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“He didn’t give it to you?” Kirra asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uh, it’s a long story for another day.” Kale took the folder upstairs, alone, and opened it up. Inside were bonds and other papers signed Kale Richardson and Daniel Richardson. After trying to calculate the amount of money enclosed, Kale was shocked. An approximate of 500,000 dollars was addressed to him and his brother along with the deeds to an apartment near the school. Kale so ecstatic ran all the way down the stairs and alerted everyone about what was happening. Everyone of course was excited and Chase suggested,” Anyone up for partying tonight?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They entered the club in a very “all eyes on us” way. They immediately started to dance, and they got drinks. Once Kale was totally hammered, he decided to start the real partying. He stayed at the club until closing hours in the early morning. He took a cab home, and he entered the house. He went up his stairs, and that was when he heard it. The crying pain of someone choking to death. He ran in the direction of the noise and he saw his brother in mid air pulling at a rope tied around his neck. He had tried to commit suicide, and he realized it was a bad idea.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Kale frantically searched for something sharp to cut the rope with. He opened up drawers, and at the very back of the last one, he found a knife. He cut at the rope as fast as he could, and his brother eventually fell to the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Daniel why! Don’t do this to me. Not another person, not another.” It was to late, he felt his brothers body go limp in his arms. Kale burst into tears. He squeezed his brother as tight as he could in his arms and cried into his shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Daniel…Why.” He screamed as tears streamed down his face.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey Kale! We came over to talk to you open up!” A call came from below. That was when they heard the screams coming from Kale’s mouth. Chase, Matt, Oliver, and Max pounded on the door until it came lose and went tumbling down. They ran up the stairs as fast as they could and they saw Kale sitting on the floor with his brothers limp body in his hands. The girls screamed at the sight and the police were called immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The funeral was held the following Saturday. Everyone placed a gift in the beautiful white coffin Daniel was to be buried in. Each gift was some sort of memento, but Kale was the most generous of all. He put his brother’s share of the money from his father in the coffin with his body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kale followed the address his father had given him, and saw his new apartment. He spent the next few days packing up his stuff and moving it over. Once everything was moved in Kale had another problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           He spent his last night in his original home, and woke up at his normal time. He went into the bathroom, and stripped off his clothes. He stepped in the shower, turned it on, but was rudely disrupted by an old homeless man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’m trying to sleep here, do you mind?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck are you doing?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Uh, sleeping?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Get out of my house now!” Kale picked him up and tried to throw him out of the bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“It’s not your house when your leaving.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Get the fuck out!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Whoa, I think you need to leave this house like you’re supposed to.” The homeless man struggled with Kale as he went down the stairs. He opened the door and said,” Good riddance.” Kale tried to get back in the house in every way he could think of, but it was no use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“This is how you do it.” Kirra said. Kirra walked over to Bryan and said,” Wow, I really like your top.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Ditto?”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Can I uh, have it?” Kirra asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, it’s not for me, just a friend of mine needs it, he’s naked and all.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Max, I bet you twenty she won’t get it.” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I’ll take that.” He laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kirra whispered into Bryans ears and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Bryan wide eyed, took his shirt off and handed it to her. Kirra walked away, when Taylor said,” Kirra you forgot the jeans!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Oh, that’s silly. Why don’t you get them?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fine I will. Want to bet?”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fifty says you can’t.” Max said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“You’re on.” Taylor walked up to another guy in the hall and said,” Hey Mikey, I was wondering if you could do me just this one little favor.” She pushed him against the wall and continued,” Could I possibly borrow your jeans? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Twenty says she can.” Oliver said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fine.” Max said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t really want to walk around nude all day, you got any other offers?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What is this a fucking game?” Taylor asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I just can’t sorry.” Taylor walked back in shame, she had failed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck! What the hell happened!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know, what happened!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Hey I bet all three of you I can get his jeans.” Max butted in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“What!” Taylor yelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Take the bet or not?” They all agreed, and Max walked up to Mikey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Fuck what’s he doing?” Taylor said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mikey undid his belt and took off his jeans and handed them to Max. Max whispered something in his ear and brought them back, smiling. Max took in his payment of money and they walked off to find Kale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;           Once inside the psychology classroom, they saw Kale with a towel around him sitting on the tables. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Kale, I think we found something you may like.” Kirra said. “Just your color.” She said as she handed him the pink shirt that she had obtained.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I got you these too buddy.” Max said as he handed him the jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Thanks guys.” Kale said as he put the shirt on and attempted to slide the jeans on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I see you got quite the crowd over here!” Chase said nudging Kale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well once they see the slight bit of cock around here, they seem to jump so what do you expect.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Good point.” Chase agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Thanks Angie. For everything I would still be running around naked if it weren’t for all of you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“I told you Kale. We’re always going to be here for you.” Fi said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“Well then again. I guess I could’ve just gone to my new apartment instead.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“A little late for that now isn’t it.” Taylor responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“A little late for a lot of things though. Well, I’m going to my new home, anyone wanna come?” Everyone joined Kale except Angie, who said her goodbyes. They walked into the apartment complex, and up the stairs. They came to Kale’s room, and he opened it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“So where do we go from here?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-7615863412966844779?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7615863412966844779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=7615863412966844779&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7615863412966844779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/7615863412966844779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/06/chapter-2-kale.html' title='Chapter 2: Kale'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2826144089507800717.post-5351952420551396416</id><published>2009-06-26T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:09:23.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    Chapter 1 Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;              7:00 A.M. and it’s Saturday morning. Chase reluctantly got out of bed to start the day. He went about his normal things. Blared his music just to piss the neighbors and his parents off, did his normal stretches to maintain his figure, and take a shower. After, he went to his bedroom window, moved the curtain out of the way, and waited to see his sister Olivia come home. After about 5 minutes, he saw her walk up the street. She went to the trash can and took out a plastic bag that contained her pajamas. She put them on, and quietly crept into the house, hoping her parents would not notice. Chase's music blared out the noise of the front door, enabling her to creep up the stairs and into her bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;              Olivia was the typical “desire” of the boys at school. She had a perfect tan that shined out like a light. Her body was proportional and it had just the right curves in the right places. She had brownish/black hair that hung down a few inches past the shoulders. She was always seen wearing a brownish pink shade on her lips with black mascara, and the normal makeup. Her normal clothes were anything that showed that she was a party girl and a sort of slut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;          Once in her room, she too did her normal things for the day. Chase went into her room, and started to question her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Where did you go last night?” Chase asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ A party.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ No shit, what kind of party?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Some party that you weren’t invited too.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Did you do anything else?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Yes Chase, I got high off some marijuana and screwed around with everyone there, now if you don’t mind I’m going to take a shower before Dad smells anything.” She laughed at her own comment, took clothes out of her dresser and left the room with Chase standing there with a “wow” look on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase went downstairs not bothering to say anything to his parents, he walked out the door. Unsure about what anyone was doing today, he got out his phone and decided to call Matt his best mate since elementary. He called him, but of course no answer. So, he decided to just leave a message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            “Matt, why the hell do you have your phone on if you’re asleep. You’re obviously not asleep, so pick up your fucking phone or I’ll call your dad and make up shit.” He hung up the phone and then decided to call someone else. Next on his list was Taylor. He knew he was a total ass to her, but they seemed to have a pretty good relationship together. He dialed the number and of course, she did pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Hey herp.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Chase, how many times do I have to tell you too not call me that. It was an allergic reaction I do not have herpes you ass.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chase laughed and said,” Keep telling yourself that, you’re just lucky I don’t care. Anyways, what are you doing today?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Well, Kirra is getting out of her institution today. Supposedly, she’s learned to take her pills. Then, tonight were gonna go to the prep’s party and teach them how to actually do shit. Did you talk to Matt yet? Kirra wants to meet him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ No, the twat won’t answer his phone. Should I try again?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Yah, goodbye.” She abruptly hung up the phone and waited for Chase to call back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase tried calling Matt once again, but of course no answer. He found Matt’s dad’s name and called it. His dad answered and Chase said," Hey, it’s Chase where’s Matt at. He has coursework finals today, and he won’t answer his phone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Matt’s dad said,” What! He didn’t say a fucking word about it to me. One sec’ Chase.” He went upstairs and opened his sons room door. “Get up you lazy ass. Get your ass in that shower and off to your school.” Matt tried to butt in and tell him that he didn’t have them today, but his dad wouldn’t listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Get up now!” His dad’s voice bellowed throughout the room and it immediately got Matt up. Matt followed his dad’s instructions, and rushed out of the house, happy to be gone from his abusive father. He picked up his phone and saw Chase’s message. He listened to it and realized what had happened was all set up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase had already hung up before the hollering. He waited for Matt’s call, and when it came a smile spread across his face. He picked it up and responded,” Good morning sunshine. Did you like your wakeup call?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“That wasn’t funny, it scared the shit out of me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Actually, I’m sure it was really funny. Anyways, wanna come to the prep’s party today?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You’re actually going to go to that? They’re all childish there how fun is that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“We’re going to crash it though. It will be fun you coming?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I guess, who else is coming?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, Herp is going and Kirra. That’s all I know so far. Here, I’ll call you back when I figure it out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Don’t call her herp Chase, she doesn’t like it.” Chase had already hung up. Matt always questioned his friendship with Chase. Chase was a horrible friend, but Matt always hung around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Matt wasn’t popular, nor a nerd. He had long brown hair, which he personally hated so he always had some sort of hat on. He wasn’t very toned either. He had no sense of style, he put on whatever smelled good from his floor. He was about six feet in height, and he always is in the wrong place at the wrong time. Not to mention how he always likes the wrong things. Since age 9, he has been in love with Taylor, Chase’s girlfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase called back Taylor she once again answered and he said,” Matt is going. Want me to invite some of the others?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Okay good. I’ll tell Kirra.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Kay good. Talk to you later herp.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taylor thought to herself how much she hated that, but she did love Chase, so what was she going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase then called Fi, Taylor’s best friend. She answered and he said,” Me, Taylor, Kirra, and Matt are going to the prep’s party later you coming?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Hell yah I am. I got to go though. Have to practice my piano.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Okay talk to you later Fi.” Chase hung up and continued down the street he was on. He was trying to get to the café where Matt always hangs out on Saturday mornings. He then decided to call Maxxie and see if he could go as well. He called once and he too answered. “Hey Max, what you up to.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey, not much just getting ready to leave the studio.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh all right. You want to come to a party later with me and some others.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, sure I can try. Where’s it at.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dunno. Meet me in front of the school at seven though.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“All right I’ll try. Kinda busy right now gotta go.” Max hung up the phone and left the studio where he danced. Max had blond hair that was brushed in a sort of curve and it is one of his best features. He had vibrant green eyes that shined out of his slight tan-ish complexion. Being a dancer, he has a fit body, which is very muscular. He isn’t very tall, and the one thing different about him is he is gay. He isn’t a typical gay though. Everyone knows he is, and he doesn’t show it very much. He doesn’t normally mention his sexuality and by a first glance you wouldn’t be able to tell that he is. He is actually accepted as just one of the guys in the group. He doesn’t get different treatment he’s just one of the mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase once again called another person. This time it was Oliver. Oliver didn’t answer, so Chase assumed he was at church or something. After about a minute though, Oliver called him back and told him,” Hey I’m kinda busy at church right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I kinda figured that. Can you talk?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yah I guess, but make it quick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Everyone’s going to party later and you’re coming. Meet in front of the school at seven, bye.” With that he hung up the phone and he saw the Café in view. Matt of course was sitting there eating his breakfast. Chase went inside and sat at the table with him. Just then, once again his phone rang and this time it was Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey, can you come to the lil’ café Matt is always at?” said Chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uhh sure gimme 5 minutes.” Taylor finished putting her makeup on, and walked outside. She walked to the café and sat down right next to Chase. She kissed Chase, and Chase responded by grabbing her by her head and insisting on doing more. Matt of course disliked it for he liked Taylor too, so he just turned his head. After what seemed like forever, Chase told them who was going later. Chase then said to Taylor,” You think Kirra would help Matt with his problem.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You aren’t honestly, I barely no her.” Said Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Do you want to lose it or not. I refuse to be associated with some loser virgin. Stop fucking around.” Chase beamed back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taylor butted in and said,” I think that is the whole point Kirra wants to get to know him. Who knows how she is now though.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well hopefully she takes those pills tonight. What’s wrong with her?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“She has problems with some part of her brain. Causes her to do crazy shit. I don’t really no what is actually wrong though.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“That makes me want to meet her a lot.” Matt responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Anyways Matt, I need you to get some stuff for me. If she is on her pills, she obviously wont do anything with you once she sees what you look like so the best option it to get her stoned. Go talk to this guy and he’ll get you some stuff.” Chase took out a piece of paper that had the name Sad Sadder on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Sad Sadder? What the fuck is that. Some crazy addict?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’ve been to him before. He’s good as long as you don’t piss him off in any way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I ain’t fucking doing that hell no.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Get a grip. It isn’t like I’m telling you to do something that bad.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fine… I’ll do it only if you promise to help me with Kirra.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow. Okay. You better go now before it gets to late.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Matt sighed and left. He found a taxi eventually, got in it and told them where Chase had said to go. Chase and Taylor again started to be rough with each other when Taylor suggested to go to her house. They both left too, and the Café was deserted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey Kale how’s those pills been lately.” Said Fi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“To many to count. Which ones do you mean?” Kale responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You’re Viagra. Or at least I wanna know buddy.” Max butted in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh those pills. They work and they help a lot. Just be happy you don’t have to take them. People say they see my cock everyday sticking out cause of them.” Kale said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Whattya mean. It’s too small to see shit. I mean look right now. Nothing.” Said Fi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maxxie laughed and said,” Don’t make fun of Kale it’s not his fault he’s like that. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’m not making fun of him. Sometimes they’re better small. Depends on the person.” She winked at Kale and chuckled a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well then, what are you guys doing tonight?” Kale said trying to change the subject before Max would say anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, Kirra is getting out of her confinement today. I wonder how she is now. Oh and there is a party at the prep’s places.” Said Fi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, hadn’t heard about it. Who’s going?” Kale asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Chase didn’t invite you? Weird, anyways I’m pretty sure most people are gonna go. Are you Max?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Thinking about it. Kale you should come anyways, you can go with me.” Said Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Alright if you go Max, I’ll go.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Okay nice. Thanks man.” Maxxie told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Just then Oliver was walking by the park the group was in and decided to join them. “Hey Max buddy! Hey to you guys to. You guys going to the party thing later?” Oliver asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“We’re all going.” Kale told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh cool. So, where Taylor and Chase at?”….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taylor sat down on the bench and thought about her time with Chase earlier. “Good times” she thought to herself. “Where is Kirra she was supposed to be her ten minutes ago.” Just at the moment Kirra popped up behind Taylor and said,” Hey Taylor! Long time no see!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Taylor was startled by her sudden speech and jumped a bit in her seat. “Geez Kirra don’t do that! How you been lately?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Good. Just not eating cause the pills I take make me less hungry, but I’m good.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh. Well it’s nice now that you’re out. Come on lets go for a walk.” They left and went onto the side streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“So you still with Chase?” asked Kirra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yah, still going well. He’s just gotten a bit different lately. He won’t say I love you or anything. Oh and he always calls me Herp. It is starting to bug the shit out of me, but what can I do.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yah well, he’s Chase after all. You know how he is.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well I know you’re right. So are you out for good now?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kirra, trying to change the subject quickly said,” Ooh, look there. A wedding dress shop come one lets go in.” They walked in and the two dresses on display (one for a man, one for a woman.) immediately caught they’re attention. Well who wouldn’t by a Versace? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Haha, I’ll play Chase you play Taylor.” Said Kirra. Just then the woman who worked at the store said,” What are you doing here?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“My friend is getting married soon we need a dress.” Said Kirra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“She looks way to young to be getting married, get out now.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Please don’t anger her. She’s pregnant and when she gets angered she faints.” Kirra leaned over to Taylor and hugged her. “Faint now.” She whispered in Taylor’s ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Faint!” She whispered again. Then it dawned on Taylor and she immediately fell into Kirra’s arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Quick! I need a wet towel and a glass of water!” Kirra said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“We don’t have towels.” The woman said frantically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Water then hurry the hell up!” Kirra responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yes, right away. The woman left the office to go find water for Taylor. Taylor immediately woke up, and the two took the dresses off the stands. They both put them on and ran out of the store as quickly as they could. They kept running and running until they got far enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I miss these times Kirra.” Said Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Me too!” Kirra took Taylor’s arms and started to spin her around in circles, just playing with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Of course the best moments are when we do something illegal.” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Of course they are.” Kirra said falling to the ground from being so dizzy. Taylor too fell to the ground and said,” I really did miss you Kirra.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well good. You’re supposed to miss me. I guess we should return the dresses now huh?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Why? That’s stupid, they’re ours now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You’re right. Well, we should at least change out of them before anything suspicious happens.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“My house is right over there let’s go.” They went off and they got to her house. They crept upstairs and took the dresses off. They neatly put them into Taylor’s room and sat onto her bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“So where is Chase at?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know he was here earlier.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, did you have fun?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“It was uhh… interesting. He tried out some new tricks and I didn’t really like them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh I see. Did they hurt?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No, just things went in awkward places. Places they should never be. You know…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yes, I do know, I think.” Just at that moment the doorbell rang and Taylor ran down the stairs. She looked through the peep hole and luckily, it was not the police. It actually was Fi, Kale, Oliver, and Max. Taylor opened the door and Fi said,” Hey wanna go fine something to wear for the party later with us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Kirra is here and I really don’t care what I wear. We’re kinda busy, but I’ll see you guys later. You’re welcome to join us if you want.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well I don’t think anyone wants to so I’ll just see you later I guess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Max had different plans,” Hey I wanna talk with you guys. Haven’t seen Kirra in years.” Max pushed through the door and went up the stairs. Taylor closed the door after saying goodbye and closely followed behind Maxxie. Max sat in the middle with both girls on the sides of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow Maxxie, you’ve changed quite a bit. Too bad your gay though…” Kirra said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Why is that bad?” Maxxie asked even though he knew the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh never mind. So do you have a boyfriend?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No I like one night stands better.” They all laughed and Kirra told him,” Oh. I miss those it has been 6 years since the last time I saw a dick.” Kirra giggled, trying to sound slutty hoping to get into Maxxie’s head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow Kirra 6 years? Honestly?” Taylor replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yah, I long to see what a real mans looks like.” Kirra teased. “If only somehow I could see one right now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, I would like to help you, but I honestly don’t see how I could.” Maxxie taunted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, I think I know how you can…” She put her leg around maxxie and he arms, and started to nuzzle his neck. Max didn’t really feel bothered by her, so he turned and repeated her actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well you know. There are many people you could get easily if you wanted to. How ‘bout Matt?” Maxxie asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Him? I didn’t plan on anything tonight, but I guess it is possible. But, I would rather something more quick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Kirra! That is enough, you obviously wont get anything from him. He is gay for fucks sake!” Taylor hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Don’t worry about me Taylor. I will be fine.” Maxxie responded. Kirra then turned herself over so she was literally on top of Max. “Well then, fine I guess… I’ll just let it float out of my mind.” She got off him, but of course not without doing something. She skimmed her hand across the crotch of his jeans, hoping for a reaction. Maxxie didn’t squirm though, not one bit. He stayed calm and relaxed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            Taylor let out a giggle and she realized how fun this could be. “Well Kirra maybe he is just afraid of what we’ll think of it. I have several gay friends and they do stuff for me when I want them to.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Jeez! Fine, what do you want me to fucking do!” Max retorted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kirra laughed and said,” show me a real mans…cock.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taylor giggled to,” I’m sure we can do something for you if you just do us this one little itty bitty favor.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Taylor, you have a boyfriend, what the hell do you think he would think?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“He doesn’t have to know now does he?” Kirra and Taylor said at the exact same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hmm, what can two girls do for me anyways?” Asked Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uhh, good question. Well, there’s a lot of things if I actually want to sit down and think about them, but the first thing that comes to my mind is head.” Kirra said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, let me repeat. Two GIRLS.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Silly Maxxie, head is universal. Gay guys and all girls can give it the same way.” Taylor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, but it is just not the same.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Just imagine a guy giving it to you, that should do the trick.” Kirra told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I just can’t sorry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh well then guess we just can’t be friends then.” Kirra said sounding as serious as possible to scare Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I agree with Kirra.” Taylor said. “Just leave.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fine!” Max yelled trying not to sound scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yay!” responded Kirra. She got down and back on top of him. She took off his shirt, and started on the belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fuck…” Maxxie muttered to himself. She finished hit belt and undid his jeans. She took them off and then she said,” Okay there Maxxie buddy.” Trying to sound like she cared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, never better. I feel fine.” A fake smile illuminated his face. By this time Taylor was sitting up against the wall, watching every little movement Kirra did. Kirra then pulled off the last article of clothing and Maxxie then started to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow Max. This is exactly how I hoped it would be, but better.” Kirra said. Taylor had a shocked look on her face. “ Wow Kirra. You actually did do that. Max why did you even let her…” Taylor didn’t think Kirra would actually take it all off. That was ridiculous to Taylor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, what do you think Taylor?” Kirra said while trying to paint a mental picture of Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Well, much better than Chase, I must say.” Taylor told her. Max laughed to try and hide his uncomfortably. “Thanks…I guess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ Well. Wow Max, seeing as she has a boyfriend, she can’t give you it. Then, personally, I think it is to perfect to touch let alone suck, so I can’t do it.” Max knew he had been played, but he for some reason, was fine with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“ I honestly do not know what to say to that.” Max told them. He repositioned himself on the bed and Taylor asked,” Aren’t you going to put your clothes back on?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Nope, I’m fine. You can put them on if you really want though.” Max laughed. Kirra giggled too and laid back down resting her head on Maxxie’s chest. “So Taylor you rather have Max than Chase.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“If it was possible I guess, I don’t know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I guess that’s half right.” Kirra told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Matt got off the taxi and checked the paper from Chase again. He had the right address and all, it just looked, normal. He knocked on the door and a girl in a skimpy outfit came to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You my 4 o’clock appointment kid?” She said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Maybe I have the wrong house I don’t know is a Sad Sadder there?” Matt asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, what’s it to you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well my friend said to go her to pick up some shit of some sort.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Shit huh? What kind of shit.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Whatever drugs he has, I really do not know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, come inside. Want someone to come and do stuff for you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What do you mean stuff?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You know, fuck around.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, no I’m fine. Thanks though, I guess.” The woman led Matt to a living room, where she told him to sit and wait. Matt waited almost an hour. The noises coming up stairs suggested it was a whorehouse he was in. They were quite awkward, but he tried to tune them out. Then after the quieted down a scrawny man in his early 30’s came out of the hallway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You here for this?” He pulled out a square of drugs and handed it to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yah, I think. What is it?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Your normal weed nothing special.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Okay thanks, how much do I need to pay you for it?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well it’s a 3-step process. The 1st step is something you can do for me right now. The 2nd step is the payment in cash. The 3rd step is the same as the 1st step, but you do it after you pay me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Really? I can do it right now? What is it?” Sad sat down right next to Matt. Matt feeling a little personally invaded, scooted over. Sad followed him. Matt scooted over to the other couch. Sad followed again. Matt then moved to the furthest place possible, and Sad sat right down next to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You got balls kid?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Excuse me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You got balls?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wait, come again?” But it came out to late Sad had stuck his hand in places it should not have gone. Matt got a sudden rush of feeling both painful and awkward, and he had to squirm. Sad muttered to himself has he violently treated Matt and after what seemed like forever he said,” Never mind. It isn’t worth it with you. Skip step one and three.” Matt half confused and half embarrassed got up from the couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“When do I have to pay you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Two weeks tops, if you don’t, well let’s not get into that, I don’t think you want to even imagine. But here’s a hint.” Sad got up and pushed Matt to the ground. He repeated his action on the couch, this time even more violently causing Matt to cry out in agony. Eventually he loosened his grip and let Matt get up. Matt hobbled off in total pain and ran out the door. He slowly slipped the drugs into his pocket. He called up Chase on the phone and he did answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey I got the shit from that crazy guy.” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What he make you do?” Chase responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“He grabbed my balls and said never mind.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Ouch, sorry man. Anyways where are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’m walking down his street where are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“In my room, getting ready to leave. Have to be to the school by six to meet everyone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, I’ll meet you there, gotta go see you then.” Matt hung up his phone and walked down the empty street to a main highway. He stopped a taxi and hopped in. “Melfore and Melfron College please.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fi, Oliver, and Kale walked down the street. Fi of course had to stop in every shop possible to find something to wear. She wasn’t a shop-aholic she just liked looking good. Oliver and Kale were both complaining of the shopping. After about 2 hours of searching, Fi found a dress, which Oliver and Kale both found hideous, but she liked it. She bought the dress and walked out of the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Finally, she’s done.” Oliver whined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Done? I still need makeup and to get my hair done. I have shoes at home be thankful for that.” Fi beamed. Oliver and Kale sighed to themselves and followed her. They came to Fi’s normal beauty/hair salon, and they walked in. After 30 minutes of waiting for her, Kale and Oliver gave a note to the front desk for Fi. It stated,” You know we love you Fi, but this is fucking stupid. We left. Duh. See you at the school later. –Oliver and Kale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Fi read the note, but she wasn’t offended by it. She actually liked how they stayed that long with her. She walked out of the salon and caught a cab. She took it home and went inside. Once inside her room, she noticed that she had 45 minutes to get to the school. She put on her new clothes, and looked in the mirror. Of course she hated it now, but she had to wear it. She put on her shoes and she ran out the door. She ran down the street frantically trying to get to the school. It was a 20 minutes run, and she had 5 minutes. She called up Taylor, and was put through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey I’m running a bit late can you wait for me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No worries Fi, only me, Chase, Max and Kirra are here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Kay thanks, bye!” Fi hung up the phone and quickly ran down the streets. After 30 minutes of running, she actually got there, but of course no sign of Oliver or Kale or Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Of course they’re late…” They waited another five minutes for the two to show up, but after no sign of them they left. Once they got to the house, most of them went inside, but Kirra, Taylor and Chase stayed outside to wait. Chase eventually called Matt and asked him where he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Right in front of you.” Matt told him. Chase looked straight in front of him and there he was. Simple, old, plain Matt. Matt ran across the street and greeted them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“This is Kirra, Matt.” Taylor told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Nice to meet you Kirra, I guess.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow, is he the one who I’m suppose to fuck?” Kirra said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Pretty much, don’t make fun of what’s there though, it isn’t his fault.” Chase explained to Kirra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Okay…Shall we go inside now?” Taylor asked. Everyone agreed and they all went inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck.” Chase said after entering. “Whose party is this a five year olds?” The house looked like an antique, and they were told not to touch a thing within it. In the middle of a type of living room was a stand set up with a thing of punch, nothing else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I told you it would be shit.” Taylor said. They went into the room where the DJ was and he was giving his before speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“So we’re all gonna mess around and be crazy you know chums? So lets get this rad party started homies.” The DJ said trying to act like he was cool when in fact he sounded like a dumb ass. Kirra who seemed discontented walked around the house and Matt followed closely behind. She walked until she found one specific room. The kitchen. “Ahh, this is the best room in the house. I bet it’s unorganized too.” She went over to the nearest cabinets, and took everything out and put it on the counter next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“See you have to put like items together. The way they have it is just horrific.” Matt went over and tried to touch one of the items she had taken out and she slapped his hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Don’t touch a thing.” She snapped at him. She started rearranging the food in pyramid shaped stacks and in no time finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Much better she said.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Do you like organizing cabinets?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No, I like looking at and touching food. It is almost the same as eating it. It satisfied me.” Kirra told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Do you eat Kirra?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh yes, I do. Well, I used to, but these pills they’ve put me on are like magic and now I don’t eat. Just organize.” Matt didn’t say a word, he sat there like a little boy twiddling his thumbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Here, come with me.” She took him by the hand and went out the kitchen door. She looked around and saw a humongous trampoline in the middle of the back lawn. She pulled from his arm and jumped onto the trampoline. He of course was pulled up to and they sat there and stared at the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oliver and Kale heard the music from the school (which they came an hour late to) and they followed the sound. Eventually they got to the house and went inside. They had the same expression on there face when they walked in. The only difference was, everyone they knew were actually dancing, well more freaking, and the rest were standing there watching because they couldn’t do that and didn’t want to look like fools. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well you guys are in luck. Kale is here!” Kale ripped off his shirt and went over to a random group of girls and tried to dance with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Take off all your clothes why don’t you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well if you say so, I guess.” He pulled down his shorts and took them off, but one girl said,” Don’t you dare.” He stopped, but didn’t bother putting his clothes back on. In no time Kale and Oliver had everyone attempting to dance to the beat of the music. All night they danced to the music the DJ was trying to play, they would have continued if it were not for Matt and his problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           “You want to do it now?” Kirra asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What? What makes you think that’s what I want?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Taylor told me.” She giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Of fucking course.” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah we were talking about how she loves Chase the most. She thinks you’re sweet in all, but it won’t happen.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Sweet? What the fuck.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, sweet. Well, make it quick if you want.” Kirra said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wait, why does it have to be quick?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I took these pills and I’m getting kinda fuzzy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What? What did you take…Kirra?” Matt said it to late, Kirra had passed out right next to him, and Matt thought she had overdosed. He frantically tried to wake her up, but when it wouldn’t work, he tried picking her up. He got her over his shoulder and took her inside. He ran over to everyone and said,” Kirra has overdosed we need to do something.” Taylor eventually got everyone out of the house, and she stole the car keys on the front table. Somehow, Chase, Matt, Kirra, Taylor, Kale, Oliver, Fi, and Max all fit in the car along with some fat girl from the party Kale was getting it on with. Matt drove the car even though he hadn’t gotten his license, he was determined to rescue Kirra. He drove like a maniac down the road, almost running into other cars, he ran at least 10 red lights and of course everyone was complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“What the fuck are you doing Matt!” Chase hollered from right next to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Pull over and let me drive!” Taylor hollered. Everyone seemed to say the same thing to each other as he drove down the road. Eventually, they reached the hospital, and right at that moment, a peep came from the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Nice driving Matt.” Kirra laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Kirra are you alright?” Matt said sounding like a concerned parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’m fine, I was just taking a nap.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You scared the shit out of me! What the hell is wrong with you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Can you drive us to harbor Chase?” Kirra said changing the subject completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uh, yah sure.” Chase got out of his side of the car and went over to Matt’s he grabbed him and took him out of the seat, and got in the drivers seat. He drove over to the harbor, just to make it nice for Kirra In hopes for Matt not being a total loser this year at college. However, like an idiot, he forgot to put the car in park and it started to roll towards the water. “Shit.” Everyone screamed, but Chase put the stick shift into park, and everyone was fine once he slammed the breaks down. Matt leaned back to talk to Kirra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Can you give me another kiss Matty?” Kirra said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Sure I suppose.” He leaned back, and right before he got to her lips he slipped and his whole body pushed against the shift, and the car started to roll again. This time Chase wasn’t ready and it was to late by the time he pushed the break pedal. The car heaved into the metal bars surrounding the water and took them with it as it plunged into the ocean. Everyone frantically pushed out of the car, and one by one they all pushed to the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;          Tire and soaked, they all climbed out of the water, back onto the concrete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Thanks Matt…” Everyone told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Shit what about the drugs? I never used them.” Matt said running back to look in the water. The box had already floated to the top, and the powder had turned the water white in some areas. The group walked past the harbor and back into the streets of suburbia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“So what do you guys wanna do with our last day of vacation?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I don’t know Max. I was thinking we could all just go home and do whatever.” The group all agreed, and they all went there separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ring! The bell rang and everyone rushed to class. The kids in the psychology class took there seat. In the very back row, was Chase, Taylor, Matt, Kirra, and Fi. In front of them were Max, Oliver, Kale and 2 other kids. The teacher turned around from the front of the classroom showing her face for the first time. The class like all first days was a basic intro to the third year of psychology. Names, what to expect, rules and everything allowed for the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           After four hours of introductions, the bell finally rang for lunch. Everyone rushed out except one person, Kale. Kale slowly packed his stuff up, waiting for Angie, the teacher to talk to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Kale right?” Angie said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, Angie.” He smiled at her and she smiled back at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Although I’d really like to say and chat, I really need to get going, I’m late for a meeting, so can you please hurry up?” Angie said trying to get him to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Sure.” He packed his stuff up quickly and walked out. He waited for Angie to follow, and he said,” Can I help you with your books?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh that wont be necessary. I think I got it under control.” Angie told him trying to sound like a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“C’mon you know you want me to.” She smiled at him and said,” Fine then.” He took her books from her and followed her out and put them in her car. He stared at her as she put the key in the ignition and started it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Bye!” He yelled to her as she pulled out and left. Kale walked over to the benches where he saw his friends. He sat down next to them and of course they started to talk to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You want that Kale?” Fi asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Who wouldn’t?” Kale asked her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Me.” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Me too.” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well you guys have no taste in girls.” Kale laughed and asked,” Where Taylor and Chase? They’re always here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Who knows where they are you know how they get. Especially at school.” Matt said while pulling Kirra onto the bench.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Taylor giggled as she pulled Chase down the hallway. “The nurse is never here come on.” She pulled him into the nurse’s office and pushed him against the bed. She started to kiss him and he kissed her back. Both becoming rougher gradually, they took it a step further. Taylor pulled off Chase’s shirt, and he repeated her action. She undid his pants and pulled them off. He took hers off and she moved her hand down while laying on the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Then, if you move this way, you will be in our health office where we have a certified doctor around the clock.” The dean said as he opened the door to where Chase and Taylor were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh my god.” They all said in unison. Chase and Taylor stood up and put on their clothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“My office now.” The dean said trying to sound official. Chase and Taylor laughed as they walked off into the halls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Want to just ditch and fuck it up?” Chase offered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No, I think it would be more fun to go and talk ourselves out of it. If he we leave he has something we can not talk ourselves out of.” Taylor responded. They both leapt around biding their time as they walked down the hall towards the offices. They both stood in front of the door to enter his office. They opened the door, and he was actually there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Ah, sit down you two.” He said. They both sat down, prepared for his stupid teacher talk. “Now I understand that you are teenagers. Your hormones are raging and you like to explore each others bodies. I remember being like that, it was nice. However, it does not give you the right to do it in school. Those people who walked in with me were people looking into investing in the school. Now, they have left. You are just lucky they weren’t going to donate that much.” They both laughed at his comments, and he continued on,” Now, since it’s the first day of school, I wont give you any sever punishment, but you will get something.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Detention sounds nice.” Chase said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, I agree with Chase.” Taylor responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Alright, I guess that is kind of fair.” He responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Also, there’s one condition.” Taylor said. She took a piece of paper from his desk and a pen and wrote down six names. She handed him the paper and continued,” These people I know for a fact have all done it before.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Some even today.” Chase added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Very well, I will talk to them. Now you may go.” The two left the office and once out they burst into laughter. They then went off to class, to watch the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fuck you both.” Matt said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I think it’s quite funny actually Matt.” Kirra beamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Not really. This isn’t my idea of fun.” Fi retorted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“There’s no teacher, what not fun about that?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’ll tell you what not fun. I’m missing out on church right now.” Oliver said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fuck that, that is even more boring.” Max responded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, I think this is pretty fun considering all of us here alone, there is endless possibilities.” Kale added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Think of it this way. We can bond together even more and make memories.” Chase said sounding very enthusiastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“How about we play a truth or dare game, like old times. Only better now.” Taylor said. They all agreed and decided to play. They drew one name from a hat, which was Matt’s, to decide who would go first. The first one up was Fi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Okay Kale. Truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Truth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Has Maxxie over there ever sucked your cock.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Don’t you fucking answer that Kale.” Max hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’ll take that as a yes then?” Fi said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Sorry dude. Gotta play the game fairly… Yeah, a while back.” Of course the natural ruckus was about, and then it was Kale’s turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Chase, truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dare, of course.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Aha, hmmm. How about you go tea-bag Fi over there. Clothes on though.” Chase got up and went over to Fi. Fi giggled a bit and Chase pushed her to the ground. He smoothly went about his business with her, and she didn’t squirm a bit. He left her and sat back in his seat. Taylor laughed the whole time to try and conceal her anger, but Fi could see through it, and she did feel sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase contemplated about who to ask for a moment. Finally he talked and said,” Okay Max. Truth or dare.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Honestly dude? Truth, for now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“When and why did you give head to Kale.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Of fucking course. Three years ago, he went out and got stoned and all drunk. What’s new though…I didn’t really know him back then, and he told me he was actually gay. So, it happened, and right after I gave it to him he admitted he wasn’t gay. A weird moment, but it sparked our friendship in some strange way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow Max, you’re a whore.” Kirra yelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I don’t try to be, I just…am.” Max admitted. Kale who seemed to be embarrassed ducked his head into his shorts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Thanks for that insight on your life Max.” Chase said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Alright Taylor, which one?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Eh, truth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“If Chase got ran over by a bus, would you stick with him through the hospital, even if he were to die in 5 months?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Of course I would. I would be there until the last day.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh really.” Max said. He thought he could read an expression on her face that meant no, but her answer was yes which confused him, but he went on with the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Kirra, truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dare, what else is there?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Go make out and feel up with Oliver. Then suck through the jeans.” Kirra got up and went over to Oliver. She took hold of his black hair, and kissed him. She violently went about her kissing, then she quickly mover her hand down. She kissed him for three minutes, trying to ignore his inexperience. At least he was trying. She got down on the floor, and did the rest of it. Oliver obviously felt nothing through it, his face had the ‘what the fuck’ expression on it, not the pleasurable expression. She got up after a few minutes and said,” Next time can we do some good dares, not these middle school ones?” Everyone seemed to agree and the game went on with Kirra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Matt, how about you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Truth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Would you rather fuck me or Taylor?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well, that’s a good question. You, well you…I don’t know. I have to say Taylor because of how long I’ve known her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Whoa Matt, if you really want to I can help you out.” Chase said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uh no Chase I think I’ll pass.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Oh, I guess that’s okay. Well, your turn.” Kirra said with a disappointed look. Apparently Matt didn’t care about her. Or at least that was the thought running through her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Alright how ‘bout you Fi?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Truth, I’m not doing a dare from you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Would you rather fuck around with Oliver, Kale, Chase, or Max?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Chase is unavailable. Maxxie is Maxxie. Well, by what I’ve heard Kale is horrible in the downstairs. However, Oliver is just to inexperienced. Yet, if I have to pick one I would pick Kale. You never know.” Reactions came from everyone. Oliver seemed disappointed in himself, but Kale was happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Max, truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dare sounds nice, shoot.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dare? Really? Nice. Go teach Matt how to turn a Kirra on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Max smiled and got up. Matt too stood up, thinking he could back up. Max went up to him and whispered into his ear,” Stare into her eyes and have a shy smile. Then if she starts looking at her feet and smiling, you’ve passed the preliminaries.” He moved his head back and said,” Then give her one gentle kiss on the lips. If she kisses you back, take her by the hair and you can get a bit rougher. From there you can just lead or she can.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey Max. I said show, not tell.” Fi hollered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fine then.” Max responded. Max did everything he told him, up to the kissing part. Matt tried to back away, but Max pinned him against the corner. He gave Matt a peck, and when he didn’t respond Chase hollered,” Matt you have to do whatever he told you to. Bide by the rules.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fine, fuck you all.” Matt kissed him back, but very awkwardly. Max did it to, and lowered his head, he started to kiss Matt’s neck, and Matt started to squirm. Everyone laughed from behind because of Matt. Max got back up and Matt reluctantly moved his head down and repeated the same action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I think we get the point, would that work Kirra?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“No, I need to see more, I need to know if Matt will really get into it.” Matt trying to get it over with pulled off Maxxie’s shirt and undid his belt and slid it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Wow Matt. Are you sure you aren’t gay?” Kirra asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Positive, aren’t you supposed to feel something?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yeah, but I’m sure you did. Well, I guess that’s enough.” Kirra said. They finished their business and took their seats again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Matt, truth or dare?” Max asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Truth, don’t even want to know what you want from me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Did you learn anything from that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I guess?” He said questioningly. He didn’t catch the whole point of the question until everyone was laughing, and then he felt even worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Max truth or dare?” Matt angrily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dare.” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You and Taylor, right now until I say stop.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Really? That’s fucked up man, but fine.” Max got up and went over to a smiling Taylor. She got up and grabbed him from the back of his head. They started kissing, they both got rougher and rougher. Taylor pulled off Maxxie’s shirt, and worked on the belt. He took her shirt off, and started kissing her neck. She removed his belt and undid his jeans. He helped her remove them, and she helped him remove hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           Chase smiled as they both did it. While some thought he felt something, he knew he really didn’t care. Matt felt a sense of jealousy over him, but he had to do this, just for some sort of revenge. But, when Max slipped his hand around her back and was getting ready to take it a step further, he couldn’t go through with it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“That’s enough you two.” The two didn’t stop for a few more minutes, but eventually they picked up their clothes and took their seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Alright then. Oliver, truth or dare?” Max asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Hey someone is actually asking me. Truth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Why are you so religious?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I’m not that religious. I’m best friends with you aren’t I? Just joking with you. I really do not know. I just find it nice that someone is there and can answer your deepest desires if you really ask and want them enough.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fair enough, I guess…” Max said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Okay, Fi truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Truth I guess, again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Do you feel betrayed now that your best friend, Taylor, is only with Kirra most of the time?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Not at all. I know she’s just happy to see Kirra again, and we will be fine in a while. We love each other. You know how it is with you and Max.” Taylor had no clue what she was doing until this moment, and this opened up her eyes to what was happening, but she maintained her cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Chase truth or dare?” Fi asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Truth, no more dares for now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Any particular reason why you didn’t stop Maxxie with Taylor?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Well there are two reasons. One, this is a game where you have to let things go, especially, if they don’t meant anything, it doesn’t really matter. Second, obviously she didn’t care much so why should I?” He said and told actually truthfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Alright cool, your turn.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Taylor, truth or dare?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Dare.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“I want you to do the same thing you did with Max, until I say stop, but with Matt.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Uh, what the fuck? Honestly?” She asked Chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Yup.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fine.” She got up and went over to Matt. She picked him up and pinned him against the wall. She removed his hat ad shirt quickly and started to kiss him. He eventually removed her shirt and she worked on his pants. He helped her take them off, and vice versa. They kissed for a while, and Chase sat there and smiled. He was going to stop them, but he figured Matt would stop before anything else happened. However, Matt put his hands around her body and undid her bra. Taylor who figured Chase was about to say something, helped him slip it off. Once it was off though Chase was sparked. He got up and took Matt and pushed him to the ground. He punched him right on the nose, and started to beat him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“NO stop!” Screamed Taylor at the top of her lungs. It took Kale and Maxxie pulling at Chases arms to get him to stop the punching and beating of Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           At that moment, the game was over. Everyone took their seats, and a teary and blooded up Matt ran out of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You couldn’t of said fucking stop could you of?” Kirra said as she ran out to follow Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“You’ve really don’t it this time Chase.” Fi said as she took Taylor’s arm and ran out of the classroom after Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“It was just a game, what the hell.” Max yelled at Chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fuck you.” Chase said. “There is a difference between you and her and him and her. A game has its own limitations, and it hit its limits.” Chase explained to try and not sound like the bad guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chase woke up and looked straight to the ceiling. He remembered what had happened last night to the best of his abilities, considering he had a hangover. He looked to his left and there lay Matt sleeping deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Fuck.” Chase said as he closed his eyes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2826144089507800717-5351952420551396416?l=skinsfanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5351952420551396416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2826144089507800717&amp;postID=5351952420551396416&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/5351952420551396416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2826144089507800717/posts/default/5351952420551396416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skinsfanfic.blogspot.com/2009/06/chapter-1-everyone.html' title='Chapter 1: Everyone'/><author><name>em</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WGsM_5IgE-A/SkRAD7XpBMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/7SOpVjKcXy0/S220/drama+class2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
