This is another story. A complete spur of the moment one, which was inspired when we were listening to this song in the car and I realized it fitted how I felt about my best-friend other friend pointed this out. So I decided to turn it into a CBTD story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, the song, or Avril Lavigne.
Dedicated to T. Ferguson.
A curl of smoke escaped the lips of Jake Baker. Sarah Baker screwed her nose up as she neared him and his three friends, all leaning against the wall, skateboards on the ground beside them, and cigarettes in their hands.
Uh huh, life's like this Cuz life's like this
Uh huh, uh huh
That's the way it is
Uh huh, uh huh
That's the way it is
Sarah felt a sigh escape her own lips as she watched her brother raise the cigarette to his lips and take another breath. Jake saw her, and gave her an uneasy smile.
She knew that he knew what he was doing was wrong. She would tell by his guilty expression as he tried to ignore Sarah's eyes on him.
Chill out
Whatcha yelling for?
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be you would see
He was turning into one of them. Sarah didn't want to, put in her mind, she could see Jake becoming one of the smokers of the school. Lately, his face had become even more pale, his cheeks for sunken, and his eyes had become dark-ringed.
Sarah remembered this morning, when Jake had given her a ride to school. He had laughed with her about Sarah's science teacher, nicknamed "The Brain".
I like you the way you are Somebody else, round everyone else
When we're driving in your car
And you're talking to me one-on-one
But you've become
You're watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me
But now he was with "his friends". A cigarette caught between his fingers, a pinched look on his face, and the smell of smoke entwined in his beanie, hoodie and three-quarters.
Sarah strode over purposefully, brushing her long brown hair over her shoulder and narrowing her eyes angrily. As she neared the group, the leader, Dominic Boston—a complete jerk, according to Sarah—gave a shaky wolf whistle and slapped Jake on the arm.
"Little sister looks angry," he told him with a laugh. Sarah's face went pink, but her eyes were fixed on Jake and his nervous expression.
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like somebody else,
Gets me frustrated, life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turn it into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it.
No no no
"Don't be a jerk, dude!" Sarah tore the cigarette away from his hand and dropped it on the ground. "Mum's gonna murder you!" She hissed as she ground her heel into the cigarette butt into the tar-seal.
"Ohhh!" The boys all mocked. "Mummy's boy, huh?" Jake went red with embarrassment and turned angrily on Sarah. His eyes were like spikes of fiery metal.
"Get lost, why don't ya?" Jake growled. Sarah eyes widened as he gave her a hard shove.
You come over unannounced
Dressed up like you're someone else
Where you are & where it's at you see
You're making me, laugh out
When you strike a pose, take off
All your preppy clothes
You know you're not fooling anyone
When you become
If this was any other person, Sarah would have laughed at the difference which was taking place.
Old, innocent, lovable sk8er boi Jake was gone. He had been replaced by an idiot with a cigarette perched between his lips and always making oh-so-witty comments, which were so funny; people's faces remained as expressionless as stone.
But she wasn't happy with this transformation. It wasn't anything to laugh about. She knew that deep down inside—Jake Baker, her brother, her twin, her best-friend—was still there, somewhere.
Why'd he do this?
Somebody else, round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me
Sarah didn't think he was as cool as he thought—or was trying—to be. She though he looked like an idiot, a wannabe and complete and utter fool.
She felt the heaviness from where he had pushed her as if it was a bruise. Jake's friends laughed and Sarah turned away in humiliation.
How dare he?
Jake watched as his sister strode off, her confidence torn down. He then looked away, trying to hide his shame from his friends, and got another cigarette from the pack and lit if with a lighter.
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated, life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turn it into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
Jake returned home late that night. Tom and Kate Baker were waiting in the lounge, their arms crossed and their faces set angry. Jake spluttered as he tried to make up an excuse for being so late.
Sarah walked to the balcony and looked down as her brother stuttered to her parents. He looked up and gazed at her with pleading eyes—wishing for her to get him out some how.
No no no (no no no)
No no no (no no no)
Sarah glanced down at her brother and inhaled sharply.
He was her brother. Her best friend. He was in trouble, and willing for her to get him out. He was relying on their friendship. Only he and her and his friends knew what he had been out late doing.
Sarah blinked sadly and strode from the balcony railing. Below, Jake looked away and glared down at the ground as his parents issued his punishment.
Chill out Somebody else, round everyone else
Whatcha yelling for?
Lay back it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be, you would see
You're watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me!
Sarah woke up early and walked to Jake's room. A slit of light was escaping below his door. She walked in anxiously. He was laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling.
Jake glanced at her as she strode into the room.
Why did he do it? Only Jake could answer them. Sarah didn't expect he would answer. But it was worth a try and so she took in a breath and asked.
"Why?"
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated, life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turn into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no
His explanation was stupid and stumbling. Sarah felt exasperated with her brother, and she felt like smacking him over the head.
Jake looked young and vulnerable as he asked Sarah something she wasn't sure she could give. The smell of smoke still lingered in his unwashed hair and fingers.
"Forgive me, dude?"
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated, life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turn into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no
Sarah blinked several time and shrugged. He began to ask again, but she cut him off with the wave of her hand. And then she walked back out of his room.
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