I DO NOT OWN THE MOVIE THE PLOT THE CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING ELSE PERTANING TO THE MOVIE STAND BY ME OR THE BOOK THE BODY. This is my first Stand By Me story, so review and tell me what you think whither it be good or bad.

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"Sarah Jane, stop jumping on my bed!" I whined as my little sister jumped at the foot of my bed. She had a nasty habit of trying to see how close she could get to my legs before she actually jumped on them. I lifted my head slightly to look at the time, 6:24 AM. Rolling by eyes I pushed my head underneath my pillow and pulled the blanket up, trying to block her out.

Just then she landed on my leg, "Ow. . . Sarah, what did I tell you!" My youngest brother then came running into my room screaming at the top of his lungs, "James Peter!"

His scream subsided, "Mama wants you downstairs, Mel."

I glared at him from under the pillow, "Tell her I'll be down in a minute." He nodded fast and then took off running. I shoved the blanket off and threw the pillow onto the ground, sighing I got out of bed. Re-adjusting the boxers I'd stolen from my older brother Samuel and my tank top I walked out of my room and downstairs into the kitchen, where mom stood staring at the mess from last night. "James, take your sister and play outside, huh?" he nodded and took Sarah outside. "Ma?"

She looked up from the glass covered floor, "Oh, your up, good. I thought I was going to get stuck cleaning this. I'm going out, and when I get back I expect the kitchen to be clean, understand."

I nodded, my face set, it was always like her. After a big fight she always left a mess for me to clean up, it never changed. I watched as she left, kissing James and Sarah on the forehead before getting into her car.

Picking up the broom I started sweeping up the glass. Afterwards I got the vacuum and made sure it was all picked up just in case Sarah or James decided to run through the kitchen bare footed. I had mopped the floor to, having to remove all the blood drops that were scattered everywhere. I had just starting to clean the counters when I heard, "Hey there, you two, your sister inside?"

I looked through the open door and saw Chris standing there, "I'm in the kitchen!" I called.

He came in and noticed the garbage bin filled with glass, "Trouble last night?" I nodded, my back was too him, as I finished the counter I was working on. "Everything okay?" Nodding again, I started working on the sink, washing, drying and putting away the dishes that seemed to pile up over night. I could feel Chris' eyes watching me, looking for a clue, he knew everything wasn't okay, "Turn around, Mel."

I felt defeated, I always did when I had to show Chris the outcome of my houses many fights. But then I guess he always felt defeated when I saw his. I put the towel I was using to dry dishes down, and turned around letting Chris see the outcome of last night's fight. "Oh, Mel," he came over to me and lightly let his finger run over the three inch gash that was just above my right eye. Blood had been everywhere last night. As he looked me over, he took in the black eye the fat lip, along with all the scratches I'd gotten on my forearms.

I looked at his face and took in the disappearing bruise around his left eye. I sighed in my head but laughed when I said,"We are two of a kind, Chambers."

Chris smiled, "Yeah. Ain't nobody like us."

I finished the kitchen and went up stairs with Chris following after me. I pulled a pair of shorts, a tank top and a short sleeve shirt, and some undergarments from my room and went into the bath room. Like usual Chris waited outside the door, until the count of forty-three, and then he came in. Taking a seat in the stool Sarah used so she could look at herself in the mirror, "What'd your mom say?"

"She looked at it, but said it wasn't in need of stitches. She's such a bitch, I didn't get it to stop bleeding until I used super-glue to close the cut." I turned the water off and held my hand out of the shower curtain and Chris put a towel in it. Wrapping it around me I climbed out.

Chris, "You wanna go find the guys and get some ice cream or something?"

I nodded, as I slid on my underwear underneath my towel. With an expert touch I pulled on my bra just before the towel fell. Pulling on my tank-top and shorts, and then my short sleeved shirt. I brushed my hair, put deodorant on and applied some butterfly bandages to my cut. I grabbed Chris' elbow and pulled him out of the bathroom, and down to the kitchen when I slide on a pair of shoes. Walking out I called to James, "Hey, you two behave yourselves, huh? You know where your brother is if you need something. Don't burn the house down!" I called after them as we were heading down the street.

Chris laughed, "Hey, you wanna race?"

I let my mouth fall open, "Race, Chris Chambers? It must be my lucky day."

"Where to, Miss. Carson?"

"The tree house!" I shouted as I took off running. Chris and I were as even as we could get in running, no matter how hard we tried we could never beat the other. I guess that's what the fun was, trying to out due the other.

Just as we were turning the corner we stopped, Ace, Eyeball and Reaper (my brother) were all sitting on the steps in front of the candy shop. Ignoring them we started to walk by until Ace said, "Awe, look at that, Eyeball, Reaper your brother and sister make a nice couple."

I gripped Chris' arm harder so he didn't turn around and start yelling. Just then we heard them all get up and soon they surrounded us, Ace, "I was talking to you."

I smiled, "I guess it wasn't all that important, because we weren't listening so if you wouldn't mind we'd like to get by."

Instantly Ace picked me up by my shirt collar and pushed me into a wall, while the other two kept Chris away, "What did you say to me?"

I had this bad habit, even if i I know I shouldn't, I'll say it anyway, "Man, you have a big mouth. Did you get it from sucking your dad's dick last night? And that smell, wow you're mother ain't getting any riper huh?"

Ace moved his hand to my neck and held it there, it slowly started pushing on my wind pipe, blocking off my air, "What did you say to me?"

Though my voice came off weak I said, "You heard me."

He pushed harder causing me to try and pull his hand away from my neck, "Take it back!" he screamed. I shook my head, he pushed hard, "Take it back!"

"No!" I said just barely above a whisper. Ace's eyes flashed with aggression.

Chris shouted, "Just take it back, Mel! Reaper help her, come on she's your sister! He's going to kill her!"

I cast a glance over at Chris looking at him pleading for his brother and my brother to do something. I clenched my right hand into a fist and punched Ace. He dropped me fast and Chris and I took off running. When we got far enough away Chris started laughing and jumping, "Wow that was amazing!" I laughed and then started coughing. "Hey, you okay?"

I shook him away, "Yeah, yeah I'm good. Just need a little air, that's all."

Chris, "Let's go get some ice cream."

I stood up, "Race ya." Chris laughed and he took off, "Hey no fair!"

Just as before Chris and I reached the ice cream parlor at the same time, Joe the owner was inside, "Hey there you two."

"Morning Joe," we answered.

We sat down and Joe started working, "Banana Split with two spoons coming right up."

It's what we got every time we came here, one because it was good, and two because it was one of the cheapest things on the menu. Both of us always made sure we had thirty seven cents, in our pockets. It'd didn't matter if we weren't planning on going to the ice cream parlor we just always came prepared. We paid our 74ยข and started eating.

Chris, "I can't believe you said that to, Ace." He paused as he took a bit of a banana, "That had to have been the most stupidest, most amazingest thing I've ever heard."

"Yeah, but he's gonna get me back. You know it, I know it, and it's not gonna just be a few hits, he was real mad," I said looking at my ice cream filled spoon. "Hey, I gotta go, I'll meet you at the tree house, okay?"

Chris nodded, "Yeah, sure."

I gave him a kiss on the cheek, and left. I could feel a bruise forming on my throat, I wasn't really surprised Ace's grip on my neck nearly killed me, the least it could do was leave a bruise. I smiled when I saw Gordie walking into a convenient store. Running after him I got there just as he was paying for one of his Detective Magazines, "Hey Gordie."

He turned around, "Oh, hey Mel, you heading to the tree house?"

I smiled, "Yeah. Wanna walk with me?"