So, the first rewritten chapter. I'm already working on 6, and thinking of the end. I'll try not to flake this time, although I'm sure my SnapexLily fic fans are wondering wtf happened to me D: I'm working on it though. Hope this is an improvement, I think I've grown alot as a writer. I know that this is extremely old, but I'm too lazy/clueless to fix anything. Sorry bout that, read and review and keep an eye out for the next chapters :)

"Damnit!"

I frantically pressed buttons on my iPod, trying to get it to come back to life. A battery with a red 'X' over it appeared on the screen momentarily, before shutting off again. Grumbling, I tossed it aside, hitting my skateboard. I knew I was supposed to stay in the locker room, but then again, these were special circumstances. Randy was in a match, and if I just took a quick ride to pass the time, he'd never even know the difference, right?

I thought about it for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in my head. A quick ride couldn't hurt, could it? Of course not, I'd only be riding for five minutes tops anyway. A smirk on my face, I grabbed the board and bolted out the door. I rolled around the corridors, jumping random boxes along the way. Someone yelled something at me, but I ignored them, they probably didn't even know my name anyway.

I checked the clock on my phone and stepped back on the board, bringing it to a stop. I started back the way I came, nonchalantly pressing buttons on my phone as I rode. Suddenly, the Nightmare Before Christmas beanie that was on my head was gone. I felt the top of my head and looked back, John was holding the hat in his hand, arms crossed. Still locking eyes with him, I continued forward until I heard a shrill scream and a high pitched yelp. The skateboard flew from under my feet and I fell several feet away, hitting the cold concrete with my head and elbow. The back of my head was throbbing, and intense pain shot up and down my arm.

"Chloe!" Someone screamed, I looked up and saw a busty blonde leaning over a small white dog.

John had rushed over and was also examining the dog. I guess that's what stopped me I thought, I sat up, another rush of pain hitting my head. I grabbed at my skull, not noticing the blonde woman stomping towards me, tears in her eyes. I did however notice when she pulled me up by my arms with surprising ease and shook me.

"You little brat! You could have killed my precious dog! I swear, I'll…"

"Torrie, ease up, she's new here." John interrupted her, gently checking the dog for injuries, "Her paw is broken."

Gasping at the news about her dog, she dropped me back on the floor in shock. If I didn't hurt all over and if John wasn't staring holes through me, I may have gotten up and started throwing punches.

"Torrie, take her to the vet and get her fixed up. Then take her back to the hotel room and I'll see you there." John said, kissing her on the cheek.

She sent one more icy glare at me before saying, "Love you," and leaving. John turned on me and sighed.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"Whatever. You should probably get your stuff and head back to Randy's locker room. He'll kill you." He replied.

"Shit, you're right. Help me up, my head is killing me." I said, holding a hand out.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me up halfway to my feet before loosening his grip and almost dropping me.

"John!" I screamed, trying to scramble to my feet.

I looked up at him and followed his gaze to my older brother.

"Hey, Randy." I said timidly.

He glanced from me to my skateboard to the beanie on the floor and back to me.

"I'm in trouble, huh?" I asked.
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