Chapter 2: The Murder of the Crows
~Tuesday~
Rachel groaned as she walked out into the blazing California summer sun.
Kori pouted her lips as she felt the heat, "Can't it just be Winter yet?"
Rachel and Kori walked down the steps of the school together as teens ran past them to the buses or cars.
"Just a week until Winter 'officially' starts, Koko," Rachel said, pulling her phone out and going through the numbers.
Kori looked at her, "Hot date tonight?"
"Eww," Rachel made a disgusted look with her face, "That's gross."
Kori giggled and pulled her phone out, "I gotta go. Richard is picking me up."
"It looks like you gotta hot date tonight though," Rachel giggled and pressed call, "I'll talk to you later."
"Later!" Kori yelled as she ran down to the parking lot.
Rachel found a nice tree and leaned against the trunk as she waited for Garfield to pick up.
Voicemail. Rachel sighed, "Listen you little buffoon-"
Garfield slipped on the branch he was about to lay on, falling face first on the floor next to Rachel and his bag falling next to him.
"...Nevermind, Buffoon...I found you." Rachel hung up the phone and looked at Garfield.
Garfield groaned and turned over on his side, "Yo-...ouch...You gonna help me?"
Rachel leaned down next to him and looked him up and down, "You look fine to me."
"I think I broke my neck," Garfield mumbled.
"If you did then we wouldn't have to work together," Rachel stated picking up his back.
"That's a very good reason to break my neck," Garfield moaned and sat up.
"Your bag though...you could use a new one," Rachel handed the bag to Garfield.
Garfield stood up and took it, ignoring that the bag was about to break. Rachel raised an eyebrow but brushed it off, "Okay. Where do you want to do this?"
"Woh-woh-woh! Rae! A little too soon for that, isn't it?" Garfield winked at her and smiled with his tongue sticking out in-between his teeth.
Rachel flushed, "God! You are such a perv!"
Garfield rolled his eyes, "Rae, it's a joke."
"And don't call me Rae!" Rachel picked up her bag, "Let's just go to Pizza Corner."
"Could you not be an ass for once, Logan!" Rachel cried as she sat across from him at the Pizza Corner. They had been stuck their for the past hour and a half fighting about how the should start the sequel to Ubik.
"Tell me how I'm wrong about starting with that Runciter is actually dead?" Garfield groaned and lulled his head back against the chair.
"Because no one knows for sure if he is actually dead!" Rachel argues, slamming a fist on the table.
"Roth! Enough! I'm tired of fighting. We've been here since five and haven't gotten anywhere! Lets just flip a coin to see if we should either start with my idea or your stupid idea of the coins." Garfield glared at her, annoyed.
Rachel crossed her arms and leaned back against her chair, "Fine. You have a coin?"
Garfield shook his head, "No...I-I don't."
Rachel pulled a quarter out and handed it to Garfield, "I suck at flipping coins."
Garfield chuckled and smirked, "Not good at sports now, are we Roth?"
"Heads." Rachel called as he flipped the coin. The coin landed on the table between them and Garfield smirked, "Tails. My idea."
Rachel groaned and let her head fall back.
"I'm home!" Rachel called as she opened the door to her moms apartment. With no answer Rachel walked into the kitchen to find a note on the fridge.
Out for the night. Dinner's in the fridge. Won't be back when you leave for school. Love you dear. ~A
Rachel sighed and shoved the note in her jacket pocket. She opened the fridge to find a McDonald small fries and a cheeseburger where you could see the mold from outside the wrapper. Rachel would rather take her changes. She closed the fridge, picked up her bag, and went into her room. She laid down on her mattress and pulled out her phone to set her alarm. She plugged her phone in to charge and curled up into bed.
Garfield walked off the bus and over to the building across the street. It was 9:15 and he just wanted to sleep. He walked up the stairs to his fifth floor apartment and pulled out his eyes.
"Garfield!"
Garfield rubbed his left eye and forced himself to look up, "Huh? Terra?"
Terra smiled as she closed her apartment door behind her. She was holding a plate with steak, mashed potato's and pea's on them, "Your parents left a couple hours ago...and they also called a locksmith." Terra looked down.
Garfield quickly jammed his key into the lock and tried to open it, "They locked me out again?"
Terra tilted her head to the side, "You're welcome to stay with me for the night."
Garfield sighed and took the plate of food from her, "I have no real option here."
Garfield laid in Terra's bed, her sleeping next to him. He hated sleeping here. He hated even more that his parents think it's okay to kick out his own son whenever they feel like it. He looked over at Terra who was snuggling up with a pillow. He slowly sighed and curled onto his side and fell asleep.
Garfield woke up feeling disgusting. He looked across the bed and saw Terra was already up. She probably already left for work. He stood up and walked over to his parents apartment. He knocked on the door and soon after his mother answered.
"Oh-I-"
"I just want to pick up my crap. I'll be gone before you know it." Garfield pushed his way through and went into his room.
"Garfield, we were going to call-"
"But you didn't." Garfield went into his room and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed.
"You didn't give us a chance-"
"You had all day yesterday to tell me I was no longer welcome in my family. Would of given me time to find somewhere to live." Garfield pulled out a drawer of clothes and threw it on his bed before stuffing the clothes into the suitcase.
"The phones weren't working."
"A note on the fucking door?" Garfield walked into the kitchen and grabbed a couple garbage bags. He went back into his room and shoved the remainder of his clothes and items into the bags. His mother wouldn't shut up explain why they didn't call and it only started to annoy him more that she wouldn't say what he wanted to hear.
"Forget it, mom," Garfield yelled and he threw the last of the garbage bags outside, "This is the last time you're going to do this and definitely the last time you are ever going to see me."
"Garfield-!"
"Tell dad I said 'Fuck you.'" Garfield slammed the door behind him and brought his stuff over to Terra's.
He closed the door behind him and slowly slid down the door onto the floor. He leaned his head on the door and pulled out his phone. He looked through his phone book and sighed.
"No one."
author's note:
I have not forgotten my readers! Sorry that I haven't updated in a loooonnnnngggggg time ;~; But I'm back for a while. I'm stuck in the hospital for a month so I'll have a lot of time to write c:
