First of all, I'm so sorry it took this long for an update. Secondly, I'm so sorry I'm doing this. I loathe rewrites, but I'm doing one. I just couldn't follow with the way things were. I ask for patience from all of you. I already have finished the first few chapter, therefore it won't be long till the next update.
About the rewrite I apologize again for doing this, but it was the only way for the story to continue.
If there was something you disliked before, now it's the time to tell me, so I can work on it, if I haven't already. I hope you all enjoy this, and sorry again, but at the end of the road you might understand why I did it.
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Chapter One – Sue Sees Lima
"Miss Berry, you can go now."
"Thanks Charles. Is she furious or just crazy angry?"
"Um… let's just say I wish you luck."
I sigh. "Gee, thanks, can you talk to her and tell her it was all self-defense?"
"I could, if it was"
"Oh, it was! That asshole saw it coming!"
"That might be true, but you didn't have to hit him with a traffic cone! Besides, you were caught drunk, and I know for a fact that if you hadn't been arrested before things got out of hand, I'd probably have to add use of heavy drugs into your file. Your record could already give a lot of mobsters a run for their money."
"Now who is being a drama queen? Come on! I'm not that bad, I mean what's the big deal about drinking, smoking, gambling, or a couple of punches here and there?! I broke a few laws, but it's not like I killed anyone! You know Charles, You Only Live Once!"
"Don't you even think of giving me the YOLO speech, if you only live once, you'd better live it right. Also, you're forgetting invasion of property, destruction to public property, offending a police officer…"
"Okay! Firstly, all of them saw it coming, especially that old lady! If she wasn't a huge a grump ass, I wouldn't have resorted to such measures! Oh, and don't even get me started with that officer! He was such a pig! If I could, I'd have done more them tell him to shove his donut up his ass, I'd have done for him!"
"Enough, save it for the judges."
"Judge Robert really enjoyed them—all he did was give me some community service…"
"It really doesn't matter now. Sue is going to, forgive my vocabulary, eat your butt."
"Say ass, Charlie, it's not like my ears haven't heard worse."
"That's beside the point; my politeness is not about your dirty ears or mouth."
"Oh, you have no idea just how dirty my mouth is."
"True, and I'd like to keep that way, so if you could, please, your aunt is waiting."
"Buzzkiller. Bye Charlie, see you next time I have to resort to self defense."
"I really hope you'd wait more than two weeks for that."
"I'll think about it, I know you have donuts to eat, but the more trouble I cause, less donuts you eat. I'm just thinking about your health."
"You should think about yours, because getting your aunt angry definitely isn't healthy."
"Psst, she'll get over it."
"Well, you should get over there, if you know what's good for you."
"Always right, Charles. See you later."
"As I said, wish it wasn't that soon, but goodbye kiddo. Hope I see you without a black eye next time."
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Aunt Sue isn't happy. Understatement of the year, but whatever. Currently she's yelling at me, but I stopped listening sometime around "Rachel! You…". Don't get me wrong, I know she's right and I'm stupid, therefore, I don't really fancy wasting time hearing things I already know. Yeah, she worries that I live in this Big City alone awhile her sister aka my birth mother aka Shelby is on one of her long business trips. She has the right to worry, I'm not even close to an angel and with no real adults around… well, you do the math.
Although, it's not like I don't have anyone, I have the two best friends anyone could ever ask, and a butler, he comes around about twice a week to restock and clean everything. I know it's hard for Sue to understand, but it is what it is.
"Unbelievable!" I tune her back on. I think she was starting to realize I wasn't listening.
"Really? I mean, after the first five times, I thought you'd see it coming…" It really shouldn't be that much of a surprise receiving a call from the police department, considering how many of those she has already received.
"DO YOU REALLY WANT TO GO THERE?!"
"Nope, as you were saying…it's really unbelievable!"
"Precisely! How many times am I going to have to fly from Ohio to New York just to bail you out?! I have work, and I was enjoying the holiday… speaking of it, where did you spend Thanksgiving?" – Oh, I think I just got busted. – "Tell me the truth, I know that if you were at Brooke's she'd never let you do anything this stupid!"
"Well… you see, Aunt Sue, Brooke had to do stuff, and in my free time, trouble ran out and found me." I'm not a shitty liar, but in this case there wasn't a lie that could have saved me.
"Oh really?! Poor Rachel, trouble just runs to you, does it? I guess I'm going to call Brooke to talk about how unlucky you are." Ooooh shiiiit, if an angry Sue is bad, an angry Brooke is worse, and the two together equals Rachel getting her ass kicked. "Hi, Brooke, yes it's Sue here, just calling to know what happened during Rachel's lovely holiday with your family…. Oh you thought she was with me? Funny thing, she told me she was with you… yeah, could you imagine my surprise when I got a call from NYPD telling me she was arrested, again?... Mmhmm…. I'm giving her a little piece of what I think, later she's all yours… I know, she needs to start to grasp that Sue sees everything."
Ohh I'm soooo fucked!
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If there's one thing I've learned during all my school years is that even though your holiday is the most exciting ever, once you set your foot in school on Monday morning, everything either goes back to normal – boring-, or it explodes.
I can't pinpoint which one is going to happen, yet. Everything seems normal enough, though if I consider the holiday I had, I'd say things will explode, but I do have to remember some people spend their thanksgiving filling themselves with turkey.
I guess an explosion is in order, how do I know that? Just by the look my best friend Brooke Davis is giving me while approaching. You don't really know the meaning of fierce 'till you see her looking at you like that.
"I see you're still in one piece." She says, looking like the devil possessed her.
"Yep, no holiday break can break me, mate." I know: really lame attempt of joke, but I'm desperate; anything that cracks that I'm-gonna-kill-you face is fair game. Hell, I even used my British accent, which everyone usually thinks is super cute and adorable (which ensures that I don't use it often).
"Did you seriously think that was going to work?" As I said, she can read right through me.
"You can't blame one for trying."
"Oh, not for trying, but I can blame one for lying, getting arrested, and a lot of other things one is going to tell me."
"I guess this 'one' has some serious explaining to do."
"So do I. Now knock it off, and spill it Berry."
"What, no 'I miss you Rachel', or even a 'good morning?'"
"Didn't have time to miss you with all the shit you pulled. Besides, we're back to school, and I have to see your horrible face. Tell me, how is that for a good morning?"
"Ouch, someone is moody!"
"No shit, Sherlock!"
Then, my crazy friend starts to yell and drags me. I obediently answer her questions about my holiday escapade. While we walk around the halls, everybody parts to let us pass.
That's right. The hierarchy of Trinity School works like that, players of the main sports such as soccer, lacrosse, volleyball, swimming, and basketball are at the top. It looks very typical high school like. Except our school is divided in boys and girls, it's pretty simple, there's the Riverside School - our "brother" school. It's not as weird as it sounds, some classes are only with girls and our principal is not the same as theirs. Also, sports like hockey and football are exclusively for Riverside. Besides that, there isn't much difference.
Anyhow, Brooke and I are kind of royalty around here, since she's the head cheerleader and I'm the captain of the soccer and lacrosse teams – the two most acclaimed teams.
Well, I won't dwell too much, to simplify, here is like a typical school for rich kids. There's the ones who don't give a care, the overachiever group, athletes (who may also be in the 'don't care' category), and the art people. As I mentioned there's school hierarchy, however the rule is pretty much, look cool, be known and talked about. If not, you're not bullied or anything, you're just nobody, people don't know you, that's is it. Yet here, most would rather be bullied than unknown.
Enough with all the school crap, I'm now getting a lecture from the Head Bitch in Charge, Brooke Davis, head cheerleader…also known as the only cheerleader I've never slept with. What can I say? I have I thing for those skirts and pom-poms.
"… do you have any idea of how irresponsible it was to lie to us like that in order to go partying with those two chimneys?"
"Hey! I know you're angry, but no need to go harsh on Effy and Jesse." Brooke never did like my two party-buddies.
"No need to go harsh? Rachel, how can you not see it that they play a big part whenever you do something like this!"
"I'm a big girl Brooke, when are you going to get it that I do it because I like it?"
"I know Rachel! The difference is that when you're out with us, it doesn't get out of control. We got chased around by cops twice, but we didn't get even close to doing anything actually risky, while with them, it seems like it's a daily occurrence."
"Fine, sorry Brooke, won't happen it again."
"That's the thing, Rachel, it will, so you have to stop! You've already managed to get a huge record, and now you got arrested again! I know you miss your mom but…" Oh no! Bitch didn't just go there.
"Stop right there, Davis! This has nothing to do with Shelby, so just shut up and don't talk shit about something you don't know."
"But that's the thing: I know what I'm talking about, so you need to take that damn stick out of your ass and admit you miss your mom. You should start by stop calling her Shelby. Have I ever told you how idiotic it is that you call her Shelby while she's traveling and mom when she's here?"
"Have I ever told you that I don't fucking care? First, it's none of your business. Second, it's none of your business. Third is—oh, look at that!— none of your fucking business."
"You're my best friend, so it is my business! And I talked to Sue, then Naomi, and we've decided it's time for an intervention. I mean, we look away for a second and the next, you're either having sex with some random girl, drinking, gambling, getting into fights, or getting arrested. Oh, and how could I forget the newest Rachel trend, smoking pot. Really what's the next big thing, snorting coke? We are all really worried about these things. So, we came up with a solution."
"Oh, pray tell, enlightened one." I said rolling my eyes.
"I wouldn't be joking around if I were you."
"Good thing you're not me then, huh?"
"I wanna see, where all this sarcasm is going to go after I tell you the great news."
"Still waiting for your Einstein-would-be-jealous-of-this solution"
"Oh, I don't know about that, but I know it's a Rachel-is-gonna-have-to-swallow-that-attitude solution."
"We'll see about that."
"We will! I'm just waiting for Naomi. She came back early just to go all Brooklyn on your sorry ass, and to see your face when I tell you. She's just sent me a text, so don't worry, she'll be here any second." Brooke gave me one of her famous 'I'm-gonna-destroy-you' smiles, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't have any effect. As if on cue, I saw my dear friend Naomi with her shit-eating grin. Holy hell, maybe I shouldn't have mocked Brooke, because if Naomi came back just to tell me something, I must be screwed.
You see, Naomi Torres is a feisty red head, and sometimes I think her hair is red because her head is on fire. She's the kind of person who, well…as like she likes to say, "I ain't afraid to tell them the truth." She likes to talk as if she's some Brooklyn gangster, when, in fact, she's a rich girl from the Upper East Side, just like me. Anyway, she is a red head, with bright blue eyes, and an attitude bigger than the Empire State Building. She's captain of the volleyball team, and my other best friend. She was born in Scotland and adopted by a Spanish family. The result of that culture mix is a big headache.
"Looks like B here still hasn't broken the news to you, little rebel."
"Hello to you too, how was your trip to Spain, I bet it was just amazing to see all that big family of yours." FYI, Naomi's family is crazy, with a capital C, and she hates when she has to spend a holiday with them.
"If I were you, I'd wipe that smirk off my face, before I smack it off. But, since you asked, I guess my trip was almost as lovely as the news you're about to receive. Though, your news is way more lovelier."
"You know there is no such thing as 'more lovelier', the correct is-"
"Donts care, miss grammar. You wanna do it B, or will I?"
"Let B say it. I don't know if I'll be able to understand anything that comes out of that wannabe gangster mouth."
"Enough, you two. Ray, you know that Naomi and I care about you, and we talked to Sue, like I said, and… well… we decided that it would be better if you were in a different environment, and since we didn't have many choices… your aunt suggested.. and…." Before Brooke could finish, Naomi beat her to it.
"You're going to Ohio to live in fucking Lima with your aunt, bitch."
"WHAT?! You've got to be kidding!" No, no, no, no! Not Lima in freaking Ohio, anything except that!
"No way, dip shit. That's what you deserve for the shit you pull all the time."
"NAOMI, you don't get it! It's LIMA, it's a shit hole, way worse than you toilet!"
"Oh, believe me, I get it, because me and B are going to go with you to that shit hole. I know, we're amazing."
"NO, I am NOT going, I'm emancipated!" I was screaming for my life, if it were anyone else they would already be in the principal's office.
"Oh, yes we can. You see, when you go all bat shit crazy, it doesn't look good for the judges. Your aunt will freeze your precious bank accounts, if you don't do as we say. And you should be thanking us, since we're going with you. Talk about being ungrateful, Tiny."
Just then, the bell rang and we had to go to class, and all I thought about was my beloved city and how I was being forced to leave the marvelous place I called home.
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