Growing Up

All Grown Up!

Tommy is busy trying to make a real and raw film of High School life, while the others are just falling into their own cliques. What will happen to the Rats? Can they face the harsh realities of High School? T/L,P/K,A/C lol typical I know.

Angelica/Susie-Juniors

Chuckie-Sophomore

Tommy/Lil/Phil/Kimi/Dil-Freshmen

Warnings: Language

Chapter 7: Big Mistake

Tommy was in film class, it was the last class of the day and he had manage to stay away from Lil's and Angelica's sight all day. He waited till the bell rang before plugging in his camera to the PC. He slowly pulled up the his camera files making sure no one is in the room. Then finally he pulled up the file inserted a USB and browsed toward the video clip that had the scene from the bleachers. He pulled the clip to the USB and started making a copy. He waited impatiently as the clip slowly copied the file.

"Still here Pickles?" a annoying familiar voice came from behind. Tommy turned to see a tall familiar red head, her arms crossed.

"Francine?" he asked annoyed.

"Exacto-mundo!" she wheezed out through her braces.

"What do you want?" he turned facing her bitterly. Francine raised her brows.

"I want to use the video lab duh..." she said like it was obvious.

"No one stopping you," Tommy bit back.

"Alone!" she yelled leaning in. Tommy grimaced.

"You're going to have to wait then, first come first serve!" he said loudly. Francine growled as she turned exiting the door. Tommy turned back around and put the file into the recycle bin. He pulled out the USB, unplugged his camera and placed in its bag. He was running late and Angelica was the type who didn't deal with tardiness well. He shoved open the door nearly hitting Francine in the face. She gave him a dirty look before entering the lab. Tommy made his way through the halls quickly and headed toward the front of the school where Angelica would most likely wait at. She wasn't there he headed toward the parking lot instead and saw Savannah, Tamera, and Brianna drive away. "Shit!" he yelled out.

"Hey Tommy," Angelica said unenthusiastic as she appeared by his side, her arms and legs crossed balancing elegantly. Tommy did a double take and looked up at Angelica.

"Angelica you're still here," he said pointing out the obvious. Angelica did a small sniff.

"Yep," she said simply.

"Here I bought the camera you wanted," he said taking out for her.

"No don't want it," she merely replied. Tommy's eyes widen.

"Don't want it?!" he said in shock.

"Did I stutter?" she asked just as curt. Tommy shook his head.

"No..." he replied as he examined Angelica more closely. "So what happened?" he asked as he saw Savanna's car cut in front of another car, heading toward the nearest light.

"Nothing why?" she asked her tone a bit happier.

"Well I thought you were going to rip some moves," Tommy replied.

"Was, not anymore. I decided Savannah and her little gang of sluts don't need my help," Angelica replied simply.

"Oh oh... what happened?" Tommy asked again. Angelica's mouth twitched.

"Why do you care?" she asked defensively. Tommy frowned.

"Because I'm your cousin... I just do," he put forth. Angelica sighed looking down for a moment.

"Stupid Savannah dared try to out debate me at tryouts this morning," she disclosed. "She got into my head... I won't let it happen again," she replied angrily. Tommy raised a brow worried.

"Did you make it?" he asked. Angelica uncrossed her legs and smiled. She turned haughtily and pushed her hair back.

"Ha! As if you had to ask," she replied proudly, with that she started walking away. Tommy smiled at his cousin staring at her as she walked away, he was proud of her.

Chuckie caught the bus home and walked in through the back door making sure that no one was at home. Thankfully his Dad and Mom was still at work. He opened it went for the fridge and took out a Capri Sun. He unwrapped the little yellow straw and popped it through the hole. He started making his way toward his room.

"Chuck?" he heard from the living room.

"Kimi? You're home early," he said surprised.

"Started my rag, not in very social mood," Kimi said crossing her arms.

"TMI," Chuckie replied making his way upstairs.

"Hey what happened to your face? " Kimi asked following her older brother. Chuckie kept climbing the stairs trying to ignore his younger sister.

"Nothing..." he replied simply.

"Shut up! I know something happened," Kimi said full of concern. She waited till he reached the hall before pulling his shoulder forcing him to turn facing her. Chuckie turned and Kimi gasped. "Chuck... your face!" Kimi said covering her mouth in shock. Chuckie grimaced.

"Is it that bad?" he asked nasal like. Kimi nodded.

"Mom and Dad are going to freak. What happened," Kimi asked as Chuckie hurriedly made his way toward his room and headed toward the mirror. "Damn Chuck when's the last time you cleaned your room?" Kimi asked as she looked around.

"Why it's not like I have guest coming over anymore," Chuckie replied as he started examining himself in the mirror. He frowned as the corner of his mouth had dried blood and he had a bruise near his cheek. "Damn you're right what am I going to do?" he asked.

"I don't know you won't even tell me. So spill," she demanded as she sat on his bed adjusting her tutu pushing back her long, dreads and crossed her arms. Chuckie turned and faced her.

"I got beat up by these stupid varsity jocks," he started bitterly. Kimi shook her head in disgust. "They took all my money and then tossed me into the dumpster," he said as he took of his backpack and tossed it by the door. He made his way on his bed and sat on another side.

"Those assholes," Kimi said turning to face Chuckie but still all she got a look at was his back. He hunched over sadly taking off his shoes.

"That's not even the worst part," he added. Kimi's eyes widen.

"There's more!? What can be worse then being beat up and tossed into a dumpster," Kimi stood up in shock. Chuckie turned his head a little giving her a worried glance, deciding if he should continue or not. "Well?" Kimi asked impatiently.

"Well..." he let out lowly. Kimi's eyebrows raised.

"C'mon! Don't let me hanging," Kimi said walking to her brother and shaking him playfully. "I want to hear it. What can be worse!?" she asked childishly. Chuckie shook his head.

"You promise not to tell?" he asked Kimi seriously. Kimi nodded as she raised her hand and pointed two fingers together.

"Scouts honor," she said with a nod.

"Even mom and dad and especially NOT Tommy," he added. Kimi nodded.

"Tommy who?" she replied playfully. Chuckie rolled his eyes as he scoffed.

"I'm serious here Kimi," he said taking off his other shoe. Kimi frowned.

"Okay I promise," she said seriously. Chuckie grimaced and leaned back on his bed. He examined Kimi as she stared at him seriously. Chuckie sighed.

"Look after I got thrown into the dumpster... something happened," he started sullenly. Kimi looked confused. "I mean I was there and I was trying to decide when was the best time to climb out," he continued nervously. Kimi nodded. "And well this girl came running to side of the dumpster and started saying "I'm not fat! I'm not fat!" he quoted. Kimi looked even more bewildered. "Then she started hurling loudly on the side of the dumpster, it was gross," he added.

"Okay?" Kimi asked confused.

"Well I looked over and it was Angelica," he finished. Kimi blinked confused still. Chuckie rolled his eyes. "Don't you understand I think she's got problems... I think she's bulimic," he ended in a whisper.

"The B-word?" Kimi asked. Chuckie nodded.

"Yeah... is that you guys call it?" he asked. Kimi shrugged.

"Oh man what you're going to do?" Kimi asked as she sat down next to him confused. Chuckie shrugged.

"I don't know Angelica flipped me off before she went back to class or debate tryouts I don't know," he mumbled. Kimi nodded.

"Typical Angelica," she added. Chuckie rolled his eyes.

"Yeah no shit," he added. Kimi shook her head.

"Damn... do you really think she's the B-word?" Kimi asked. Chuckie shrugged.

"I don't know with Angelica who knows, she's well... Angelica," he added. Kimi nodded.

"Well I think you should check up on her from time to time," Kimi suggested. Chuckies eyes widen.

"Me?! Don't you mean us?" he shrieked at Kimi in shock. Kimi shook her head.

"No Dum Dum, if we do it, she'll know you told someone else and feel betrayed. She'll go berserk!" Kimi stated seriously. Chuckie frowned as he pushed up his glasses.

"You got a point," he agreed. Kimi stood up.

"Duh! So what you gonna do?" she asked.

"Hells if I know," he stood up with a shrug.

"Well first find out if she's even the B-word. We don't need to go invoking the wrath of Angelica before finding out it's not true," Kimi suggested. Chuckie nodded.

"You're right," he agreed. "You're right..." he said this time believing it. "But how we're suppose go about it?" he asked Kimi. Kimi crossed her arms.

"Ughh you're the smart one," she said in her defense.

"Not cool," Chuckie replied. Kimi grimaced.

"Okay how about you just keep an eye on her. You know make sure she's not doing anything fishy liking running off toward the dumpsters, trash cans, or bathrooms right after she eats," Kimi suggested. "Make sure she looks healthy and not sick you know," Kimi suggested. "Simple stuff," she said with a nod. "Right?" she added.

"Right," Chuckie said with a nod.

"Okay... well I'll keep an eye out too, I promise not to tell anyone okay," she added as she started walking out of his room. "Oh and if I was you I'd think of a good excuse to tell mom and dad when they get home tonight... you know your face," she said pointing toward his bruise with that she closed his door and left.

Tommy got home and closed the door. Dil ran down the stairs his face was full of panic.

"Holy shit T, thank goodness you're home!" he yelled excitedly.

"Dil! Language!" a male bellowed across the house.

"Sorry Dad," Dil apologized. Tommy examined his brother confused.

"What? What is it?" Tommy asked Dil confused. Dil turned running back upstairs.

"Puter screen quick," he let out as he ran. Tommy figured it had to be important if Dil was running.

"This better not be another video game trailer," Tommy warned annoyed.

"Just come in hurry," he said waiting by the door. Tommy walked in Dil's room and closed the door locking it.

"What? What is it?" Tommy asked again putting down his bag on Dil's bed. Dil walked up to the computer and headed toward My Face, he scrolled down and clicked on a video. It was the video he filmed of Jackie and Lil making out, though there was big bold words flashing below it. Stating Lil and Jackie are Lizbos! Tommy stepped back and fell to the floor. He was trying to sit on Dil's bed but missed.

"I'm dead... I'm so dead," he released his voice cracking.

"You are dead!" Dil agreed. A tune came from Tommy's phone, followed quickly by another, and another. Tommy opened it the first was from Phil.

"Who is it? What did they say?" Dil asked.

"It's from Phil...You are dead," Tommy read. The next one was from another girl and the other was from Lil. "WTF! We need to talk now! Be by your door," he read. At the moment the door bell rang. "Shit she's here already?" Tommy asked.

"Chicks do not screw around, Tommy," Dil indicated.

"Go check if Phil's here too," Tommy pleaded, suddenly becoming worried for his well being. Dil closed the door behind him.

"Why Lil so nice of you to come to visit," Stu said as he let Lil in.

"Yeah... sure. I need to speak to Tommy is he here?" she asked quaintly. Stu nodded.

"Yeah he just got in," he said.

"Tommy! Lilian's here!" Stu yelled. Dil ran down looking around.

"Thanks Mr. Pickles, I'll just go up to his room," she said with a wide smile. Stu nodded with a smile back and walked toward the kitchen. Lil's smile faded as soon as she passed by him and turned to an ugly frown.

"Whoa...shit she means business," Dil whispered loudly to himself. Lil climbed upstairs and grabbed Dil by his shoulder and pushed him against the wall.

"Tommy, where is he now?" Lil asked through gritted teeth. Dil gulped nervously.

"He's in my room," he replied immediately. Lil let go him and ran up toward his room.

"Sorry Bro," Dil squeaked out as he heard the door slam.

AN: The story will get more Phil after the next two chapters... I hope you can wait. I'll got half the story covered just releasing them little by little. Thanks for your reviews.