A/N: This chapter is very...um... just very. No matter what word can describe it, it's here, it's now, and my power might be knocked out for a while because we are getting alot of rain and wind here in Atlantic Canada! With that being said, enjoy chapter 4.
-Flashback-
"What's the point in life? I once believed it was to find happiness; to rid yourself of pain... I'm not so sure anymore. Maybe it's love. But love can drive us into insanity, confusion, and heartache. Love goes hand-in-hand with happiness... Or does it? I mean, it hurts to see the one you love happy with someone else, yet it hurts more when the one you love isn't happy with you. Love... Is pain. In that sense, everyone is a masochist. We love to be in love, even knowing that love can hurt more than anything. It's overwhelming, in both good and bad ways. But my question to you, Kyra, is this: Does any of this make sense to you? Are you happy with me? Are you in love with me?" Lilly said to the pink-haired girl, "I can't live knowing you aren't happy"
"I- I'm happy being with you. Of course I am. I- I love you," Kyra said. She examined Lilly's face. Something wasn't right. Kyra put her hands over Lilly's. "What's wrong?"
"This is really hard for me to say, but I have to... Kyra, my parents are moving, and I have to go with them. I'm... I'm sorry it had to be this way. I have to let you go, I couldn't hide it from you and, while you were least expecting it, leave. I wanted to give you time to grasp that..." Lilly said. She sighed sadly. The room was dimly lit and too quiet. The windows were open, and a cool breeze seeped through them. The normal sounds of New York City had faded, no police-car sirens going off, no pedestrians and tourists laughing and talking, no... anything. Nothing but uneasy silence. The tears were welling up in Kyra's eyes. She rested her head on Lilly's shoulder.
"Where... are... you... going to... go?" she stammered tearfully. Lilly wrapped her arm around Kyra's waist, sending chills through her spine.
"Europe, for a year. Afterwards we are going to Toronto, perhaps. But I promise you, I swear to god, I will always love you. I'll e-mail you every week. We'll see eachother again someday... And then we can be together. Just not now. If you want to date other people you can. The last thing I want to do is hold you back. I only wish that things could have turned out different," Lilly explained. Kyra nodded and lifted her head.
"I understand," she said. She grabbed Lilly by the head and closed the distance between them.
End of Flashback
"Are you okay?" Fabienne asked Kyra, who seemed to be off in her own world right then. Kyra shook from her thoughts.
"Oh... Yeah, I'm fine," she replied weakly.
"You don't look it... Hmm. How can I help Miss. Kyra out?" Fabienne thought out loud. A smirk crossed her face as she opened an ice-cold bottle of water and poured it on to Kyra's head. Kyra screeched.
"Ledger! You better hide!" she barked at Fabienne. Fabienne laughed. Kyra lightly pushed her up against the wall. "I'll get you later," she said, "so be careful, cause--"
"OMG GIRL-ON-GIRL PDA!" a voice shouted. Kyra turned around to see Tiffany, an 12th grader, pointing horrificly at Fabienne and Kyra. Fabienne just rolled her eyes, whereas Kyra took offence.
"D'you wanna fight?" she said. She grabbed Tiffany by the shirt and pulled her closer, snarling slightly. "Do you have a problem with me? I bet you do... I bet you were the one who spread all that bullshit about me and that Sara chick! Right?"
"Screw yourself, and get your hands off me you...you dyke!" Tiffany shouted.
"Shut up!" Kyra said, "Unless you want to feel my claws digging in your eyes!"
"Whatever. Listen, let go of me, and go make out with that slut!" Tiffany said. Fabienne winced.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY? SHE'S NOT A SLUT, YOU BITCH! YOU'RE THE SLUT!" Kyra screamed, thrusting Tiffany into the wall and punching her in the nose.
"Kyra, stop!" Fabienne said. Kyra pushed Tiffany down on the floor, sat on her stomach, and started punching her. Tiffany managed to strike Kyra a few times, but only caused a nose bleed.
"Take. It. Back. NOW!" Kyra screamed. By now there was a group of students watching. Ms. Voula, on her way to the office, noticed the crowd. She also heard a rage-filled Kyra screaming to take something back. Obviously concerned, she pushed past the crowd, and stared at the two brawling teenagers. She looked at Fabienne, whose mouth was agape.
"She's. Not. A. Slut!" Kyra shrieked. Ms.Voula gasped. Fabienne attemped to pry Kyra off of Tiffany, while Ms.Voula held Tiffany back from Kyra.
"All three of you. Office. NOW! You can explain what happened when you get there!" Ms.Voula said sternly. The three stormed off, Kyra and Fabienne glaring at Tiffany. Tiffany stared straight ahead, tending her bruises, nostrils flaring.
"You know our policies on violence! We have zero-tolerance. Do you know how much tolerance that is? Zero!" Ms.Voula lectured the three.
"Ms.Voula, I didn't do anything! I just walked by and she attacked me!" Tiffany whined.
"You lying, evil, nasty little bit--"
"Language, Ms.Crow," Ms.Voula said to Kyra. Kyra folded her arms and sulked. She hated her last name. Crow? It's a freaking bird, and a country singer! Kyra gave Tiffany the death-glare, and Fabienne wrapped her arms around Kyra.
"Just chill," Fabienne whispered, Kyra nodded. Ms.Voula was writing down something. "Hm?" Fabienne was curious as to what she was writing, "What... are you writing?" Fabienne asked.
"Your names," Ms.Voula mumbled.
"May I ask why? Ms.Voula, I did nothing wrong! I was sticking up for myself, and Fabienne. Tiffany called me a dyke, and called Fabi a slut! I was only defending Fabienne and I!" Kyra ranted.
"You still broke the rules. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to suspend you," Ms.Voula said. Fabienne sighed and Tiffany said "Yes!" happily.
"All of you,"
"What!?" Tiffany said.
"You were an antagonist, too. You three will be suspended for a week and a half. During this time, Kyra, you'll have appointments with the school counsellor. You will be attending these once a week, for a month" Ms.Voula said, "Ok, you're done here" she shooed them out. The three girls walked out of the office, and left. Fabienne and Kyra stormed outside, and within minutes Ms.Voula heard the roar of a motorcycle.
About an hour later it was lunch-time. Kyra and Fabienne were at Kyra's apartment, watching tv and throwing popcorn out the window at the street below. Why? Kyra was weird like that. Fabienne felt her phone vibrating. She quickly flipped it open and said "Hey"
"Hey, Fabienne... Where are you?" Anette asked.
"At Kyra's. We got suspended,"
"Why?"
"Somebody got into a fight with that Tiffany chick," Fabienne said, "She was standing up for me and lost it"
"Oh my. Fabienne, at least you can find someone to love and protect you... Fred would never date me!" Anette said sadly.
"You've never asked him!" Fabienne said, "But I gotta go. There's a pedestrian-fight outside and I want to throw popcorn at them. Hey, you should come over after school,"
"Okay, I'll call," Anette said. Fabienne said bye, and closed her cell phone.
Hours later, Fred, Anette, GG, Fabienne, and Kyra were watching movies at Kyra's apartment. Anette had been sneaking odd stares at Fred all night. He hadn't noticed. She sighed. GG was looking through Kyra's cd's.
"Haha, you have a Train cd! Fred likes Train,"
"Hm? So do I," Anette said with a smile.
"Oh, y-you do? That's cool," Fred said.
"Meh, Kyra, do you have any... polka music?" GG asked. Kyra raised an eyebrow.
"What? No... I hate polka. Look, just put the Train cd in. It's way better than polka," Kyra's words were unintentionally insulting.
"You... Don't... Like... Polka? Hmph! Fine then," GG said. He threw the cd into the cd player. The song "Cab" started playing. Kyra's head shot up.
"You ok?" Fabienne asked.
"Never ever leave me," Kyra said, referring to her past girlfriend leaving. Fabienne smiled.
"Never," Fabienne said, "I love you,"
Kyra swung her legs up on the couch and rested her head on Fabienne's lap. "You seem a little... Um..."
"This song reminds me of someone... When I was 14... My then-girlfriend left, went to Europe... And... This song reminds me of what I went through when she left," Kyra explained. Fabienne nodded.
"I'm never going to leave you , even if you want me to. You're stuck with me!" Fabienne said. Kyra laughed, but heard a loud smash, and looked at GG, who had knocked over her entire CD collection. Mouth agape, she fell off the couch and onto the floor.
"If you broke anything..." she warned. GG frantically stacked the CD's, hoping he hadn't broken any.
Preview for the next chapter: I got nothing left at the moment. Chapter 5 is going to be absolutely hilarious, though! :-D
A/N: Ok, so the song... Cab, by Train. Cool song.
New York snow this time of year
There's nothing more beautiful to me
Except for you
Making my way uptown and down
Seeing familiar faces, places
In my pile of coffee grounds
The days are better
The nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I'm the only cab on the road
Watching my breath rise in the sun
Pulling myself in to make one
Hopelessly feel for my phone and drive away
This new rhythm I pursue
Is just my getting over you
Or telling myself that I need to
The days are better
The nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I'm the only cab on the road
I'm still lookin' for a fare
No one said that it was fair
To be alone
The days are better
The nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I'm the only cab on the road