~Michael~
"Have a good time in english?" Max asks me as he makes his way through the crowd of people. I smirk. Max already knows the answer to that. I have an open hatred for my english teacher.
"Yea...I didn't really feel like gracing Ms. Madison with my presence today so I hung out under the bleachers..." I say still smirking. My brother is my best and only friend. He knows me more than I know myself sometimes.
"You want to go to the CrashDown or something? My treat..." I ask.
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"Yea...I didn't really feel like gracing Ms. Madison with my presence today so I hung out under the bleachers..." I can't help but roll my eyes at him.
"You want to go to the CrashDown or something? My treat..."
"Whoa whoa!" I say putting my hands up. "I thought you didn't have any money...if you did...wouldn't you give this thing..." I say indicating at his bike, " a paint job?" I joke. I smile and say, "But hey...who am I to turn down a free eat at the crash right?" I say with a smile. "But I have to ask...whats the occasion?"
"Yea...I didn't really feel like gracing Ms. Madison with my presence today so I hung out under the bleachers..." I can't help but roll my eyes at him.
"You want to go to the CrashDown or something? My treat..."
"Whoa whoa!" I say putting my hands up. "I thought you didn't have any money...if you did...wouldn't you give this thing..." I say indicating at his bike, " a paint job?" I joke. I smile and say, "But hey...who am I to turn down a free eat at the crash right?" I say with a smile. "But I have to ask...whats the occasion?"
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"But I have to ask...whats the occasion?" Max asks. My smirk widens into a smile. Damn. He knows me too well.
"Now why can't I treat my brother every once and a while." I say with my innocent face on. "I figured we could just hang out...Hell there isn't anything else to do in this town. and don't be dising on my bike she is beautiful." I add rubbing my bike for effect.
"But I have to ask...whats the occasion?" Max asks. My smirk widens into a smile. Damn. He knows me too well.
"Now why can't I treat my brother every once and a while." I say with my innocent face on. "I figured we could just hang out...Hell there isn't anything else to do in this town. and don't be dising on my bike she is beautiful." I add rubbing my bike for effect.
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"Now why can't I treat my brother every once and a while. I figured we could just hang out...Hell there isn't anything else to do in this town. and don't be dising on my bike she is beautiful."I scoff at him. "Sure it is... but I'm not buying it. And I don't mean the food. What's the occasion Michael?" I say as I cross my arms. "Come on Michael...the truth will set you free and all that...."
"Now why can't I treat my brother every once and a while. I figured we could just hang out...Hell there isn't anything else to do in this town. and don't be dising on my bike she is beautiful."I scoff at him. "Sure it is... but I'm not buying it. And I don't mean the food. What's the occasion Michael?" I say as I cross my arms. "Come on Michael...the truth will set you free and all that...."
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"Come on Michael...the truth will set you free and all that...."Max says. Damn. I think to myself. Max isn't just goint to let this one go. I should have known he would want to know what I was up to. I sigh in defeat. I swear Max is more stubborn than me.
"I over heard Maria and her friends say they might be heading that way." I knew Max would understand. He knows that usually where Maria is Tess is and where Tess is Liz is and where Liz is Isabel will be. "I don't know what it is about Tess and Isabel but...." I can't even finish my sentence. I don't know how to explain it. It's like we are linked with them some how and I know Max feels it too.
"Come on Michael...the truth will set you free and all that...."Max says. Damn. I think to myself. Max isn't just goint to let this one go. I should have known he would want to know what I was up to. I sigh in defeat. I swear Max is more stubborn than me.
"I over heard Maria and her friends say they might be heading that way." I knew Max would understand. He knows that usually where Maria is Tess is and where Tess is Liz is and where Liz is Isabel will be. "I don't know what it is about Tess and Isabel but...." I can't even finish my sentence. I don't know how to explain it. It's like we are linked with them some how and I know Max feels it too.
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My ideas are quickly rejected, but there are hugs and I feel loved so I let it slide. I doubt Alex and Kyle would have had much fun man hunting and knocking back tequila shooter. They probably would have enjoyed the karaoke though. Kyle is a little bit country, a little bit rock and roll, and Alex is easily blackmailed. I love karaoke.
The girls start to discuss their dance/masquerade/whatever and I go to my happy place, which funnily enough doesn’t involve The Crashdown or an excuse for stupid high school boys to try and cop a feel.
“So what do you guys think? Tess and I could also start shopping for decorations while you and Liz are at work.”
“I think that your dad is a slave driver and he is going to be pissed if I’m late again. How about we take this conversation on the road?” I say, cringing when I notice the time. “I’m sure the others will be making appearance at The Crashdown some point today so you two will be able to wow them with your ideas for our spring break. Whatcha think? You wanna start moving?”
My ideas are quickly rejected, but there are hugs and I feel loved so I let it slide. I doubt Alex and Kyle would have had much fun man hunting and knocking back tequila shooter. They probably would have enjoyed the karaoke though. Kyle is a little bit country, a little bit rock and roll, and Alex is easily blackmailed. I love karaoke.
The girls start to discuss their dance/masquerade/whatever and I go to my happy place, which funnily enough doesn’t involve The Crashdown or an excuse for stupid high school boys to try and cop a feel.
“So what do you guys think? Tess and I could also start shopping for decorations while you and Liz are at work.”
“I think that your dad is a slave driver and he is going to be pissed if I’m late again. How about we take this conversation on the road?” I say, cringing when I notice the time. “I’m sure the others will be making appearance at The Crashdown some point today so you two will be able to wow them with your ideas for our spring break. Whatcha think? You wanna start moving?”
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I scurry down the halls, making my way to the exit into the school courtyard. This day has been nothing but surprise quizzes and note taking and me running late to everything. The small headache that formed right before lunch has turned into a full on migrane and I still have a full shift to work at the Crashdown. Man do I need a little fun and excitement in my life these days.
I have never been the type of girl to just let loose. I am what the students around here call an overachiever or the brainy one. The only thing that keeps me sane is the wonderful circle of friends that I have. They keep me grounded and add a little touch of fun and adventure to my hum drum life.
I have rounded the corner and am making my way to the courtyard to meet up with my wonderful friends. We always meet in the same spot after school. I am running about fifteen minutes late, so I hope I can still catch them. I can see them gathering their things, preparing to leave so I jog towards them.
“Hey guys wait up!” I yell hoping to get their attention.
I scurry down the halls, making my way to the exit into the school courtyard. This day has been nothing but surprise quizzes and note taking and me running late to everything. The small headache that formed right before lunch has turned into a full on migrane and I still have a full shift to work at the Crashdown. Man do I need a little fun and excitement in my life these days.
I have never been the type of girl to just let loose. I am what the students around here call an overachiever or the brainy one. The only thing that keeps me sane is the wonderful circle of friends that I have. They keep me grounded and add a little touch of fun and adventure to my hum drum life.
I have rounded the corner and am making my way to the courtyard to meet up with my wonderful friends. We always meet in the same spot after school. I am running about fifteen minutes late, so I hope I can still catch them. I can see them gathering their things, preparing to leave so I jog towards them.
“Hey guys wait up!” I yell hoping to get their attention.
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“I think that your dad is a slave driver and he is going to be pissed if I’m late again. How about we take this conversation on the road?”
Sighing softly, I begin to pick up my backpack knowing that my dad can be rather of a slave driver, but that was only because he expected the best from his employers. “He means well.” I reply smiling warmly at Maria. “Just don’t let him push you or Liz around to much. Speaking of which where is she? School has been totally over for ten minutes now.”
"and I don't know if a dance is such a good idea now. I mean you're kind of right Mr. Parker is a slave driver... and he doesn't like the boys at are school very much. At least anyone besides Kyle and Alex, so will we even get to dance with anyone? I mean seriously."
Laughing softly, I turn to Tess. How long has she known me? Since we were five maybe six and she still doesn’t know that I tend to get away with just about anything when it comes to my dad?
“Just leave him to me. Now what do you think of the dance being a masquerade?” I ask trying to get the subject back onto the dance as we begin to head in the general direction of my 2002 black Bmw. It wasn’t exactly the best car in the world but it at least ran, had a cd player, and received really great gas mileage.
“Hey guys wait up!” I yell hoping to get their attention.
Smiling I slow down my pace, so that my sister could catch up to us. “Catch up or else we’re totally leaving you behind. Then dad will be really mad at you for being late.” I reply with a teasing note in my voice. Liz and I were always teasing each other, it was our sisterly bond. She was actually the only one that could without feeling my complete ice queen wrath.
Sighing softly, I begin to pick up my backpack knowing that my dad can be rather of a slave driver, but that was only because he expected the best from his employers. “He means well.” I reply smiling warmly at Maria. “Just don’t let him push you or Liz around to much. Speaking of which where is she? School has been totally over for ten minutes now.”
"and I don't know if a dance is such a good idea now. I mean you're kind of right Mr. Parker is a slave driver... and he doesn't like the boys at are school very much. At least anyone besides Kyle and Alex, so will we even get to dance with anyone? I mean seriously."
Laughing softly, I turn to Tess. How long has she known me? Since we were five maybe six and she still doesn’t know that I tend to get away with just about anything when it comes to my dad?
“Just leave him to me. Now what do you think of the dance being a masquerade?” I ask trying to get the subject back onto the dance as we begin to head in the general direction of my 2002 black Bmw. It wasn’t exactly the best car in the world but it at least ran, had a cd player, and received really great gas mileage.
“Hey guys wait up!” I yell hoping to get their attention.
Smiling I slow down my pace, so that my sister could catch up to us. “Catch up or else we’re totally leaving you behind. Then dad will be really mad at you for being late.” I reply with a teasing note in my voice. Liz and I were always teasing each other, it was our sisterly bond. She was actually the only one that could without feeling my complete ice queen wrath.
*Alex*
I almost missed the last bell since I was buried in working on a computer project. I'm going to miss my walk home with my favorite girls!
I race through the hallways to get to my locker and I grab my stuff. I hope I didn't forget anything but there isn't time for my usual thorough check on these things. I'm sure I'll catch up if I need to.
I usually head to the other end of the building to meet up with the others but I know they'll be heading by the main entrance in a few, if they haven't already passed. I jog lightly in that direction and see that, yes, I've already missed them, but not by much. Liz is hurrying to catch up and I can do the same.
I put on some speed, although it's not much with my books and my basically non-athletic body. Still, it's faster than the girls are walking and in a moment I'm there, only slightly out of breath.
"Hey ladies. Your escort has arrived!" I say as gallantly as I can manage.
I almost missed the last bell since I was buried in working on a computer project. I'm going to miss my walk home with my favorite girls!
I race through the hallways to get to my locker and I grab my stuff. I hope I didn't forget anything but there isn't time for my usual thorough check on these things. I'm sure I'll catch up if I need to.
I usually head to the other end of the building to meet up with the others but I know they'll be heading by the main entrance in a few, if they haven't already passed. I jog lightly in that direction and see that, yes, I've already missed them, but not by much. Liz is hurrying to catch up and I can do the same.
I put on some speed, although it's not much with my books and my basically non-athletic body. Still, it's faster than the girls are walking and in a moment I'm there, only slightly out of breath.
"Hey ladies. Your escort has arrived!" I say as gallantly as I can manage.