A/N: Here's part two...aww...this one's so sad...POOR HENRY! lol...Yes. My Henry's last name is now Davis. No. Not from RENT. I searched most common surnames and Davis popped up...It was originally Henry Blake. I was like, "Wow! I love the sound of that!" Why did it sound so good? Well, I watched M*A*S*H a few days later and i was reminded...Colonel Henry...Blake.....grrr....oh well....Now i can relate him to Roger! MWUAHAHAHAHA! IDEAAAAA!
Disclaimer:
Me: Ok, Henry, are you ready?
Henry: No...I feel so stupid...
Me: It's for the fans, Henry...
Henry: Fine...but this better not end up on the Internet!
Gabe: *menacingly with camera* Too late!
Henry: *Sigh*I am Henry and I approve this message. *sung badly* iNvIsIbLe GiRl 12 does not own me, or Natalie, or Gabe, or anything else Next to Normal-related. AND MY LAST NAME HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ROGER DAVIS!
Me: One more thing Henry...
Henry: What?
Me: *a la "All For You"* It took me several weeks, but I'm just an obsessed fan...too! *Spoken* SO DON'T TRY AND SUE ME CUZ I'M JUST A FAN!!! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
On with the story, sorry...
Summer vacation came and ended too soon. Now returning as sophomores, Natalie and Julie were still being driven to school, only one year away from getting their licenses. "Ok, so what do you have first period?" Julie asked, as they piled everything into their new lockers.
"Um…I have Honors Latin III…"
"You've got to be kidding me. The reason we're not in any classes together is because you're so smart!"
"Ok, what do you have first period, Jules?" Julie searched through her schedule. "I've got English 10. God, this sucks."
"You're telling me…" Natalie turned around to get to class when she bumped into a boy, wearing the familiar Jack Skellington hoodie with his black hair all over the place. "Oh! Hi!" She said, recognizing Henry right away. He slightly grinned and acknowledged her, moving on with his day. She was a little bummed out. They had always been able to talk last year. What made this year any different? He seemed…strange. Like something was wrong.
"Henry Davis? You're into Henry Davis?" Julie commented, watching her friend's sullen eyes pierce her own. Natalie shook her head as another bad memory of her mother's fuck ups over the summer ran through her mind. She shuddered and headed off to class.
She couldn't wait for English. She knew he'd be there. Sitting behind her as usual. As soon as she entered the room, she smiled, noticing that he was sitting in the exact same seat. "Henry, I-!"
But before she could get her thought out, the boy from last year, the big, tall tough one, approached him and said, "God, Davis, you look like a fucking stoner. What the hell happened to you?" Henry ignored him. He went back to his notebook. The boy quickly stole it from him.
"What is this?" He flipped to the song Henry had written. "Aw, look, Jake, it's a love song for his little girlfriend."
The boy showed it to his friend, who laughed immediately, eyeing Natalie continuously. "Hmmm…she doesn't really seem to care about it. Maybe I should just, uh, get rid of it for you?"
Natalie gave him a desperate look. Why wasn't he fighting back? Why didn't he protest? All his hard work was gone. And he was just gonna sit there? Well, if he wasn't going to do anything, Natalie was. "Hey! Jason!" She called over to the tough boy.
"Oh, look at that. She's standing up for him." Jason's friend was still laughing in her face.
"You know, I really wouldn't throw that out if I were you."
"And why's that, Goodman?"
"Um…" Natalie looked around, uncomfortable. "Well…I don't know exactly why, but it's not a very good idea to anger the child of a mentally confused woman." The rest of class giggled, enthralled by what was going on. She felt even more uncomfortable now. Great. I had to bring up my fucking mother…Jason chuckled and shook his head.
"You're just about bordering a pretty bad beating for your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend! And why don't you just beat me instead? I could probably use some sense knocked into me. Oh. That's right. I'm a girl. You can beat all the boys you want, but you can't beat a girl?" Slightly intimidated, Jason backed off and Natalie got Henry's notebook back to him.
"There. You're welcome."
"What the fuck was that?! You idiot, you could've been hurt! Why would you even think of doing that?!" She sat down before class started, angrily glancing back at him. She almost cried herself through the class she was so upset. He was like this everyday for months. Around December, she asked him one day after English in the hallway, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
He just stared at her. His expression was so much more vague than usual. His hair was messed up. He seemed so distant. "Nothing. Nothing's wrong with me…"
"Yes there is! You've been acting so weird! Why?"
"It's nothing…" Angrily, she snatched a little baggie that was hanging out of his book bag. It was just a plain white crystallized substance.
"HOLY SHIT! YOU'RE ON CRACK?!" He threw his hand over her mouth trying to quiet her.
"Shut up! Do you want to get me expelled?!"
"Why do you have that with you, then?! Why do you have it in the first place?!"
He rolled his eyes and gave her a blank stare. "Why else do you think? I'm fucking hooked…I'm a fucking stoner…" He stole it back and walked out of the building, into the cold winter air. She chased after him, trying to get him to talk to her, but he climbed into his tiny beat up car and drove away, leaving her devastated in the school hallway.
