Disclaimer- I own no one but Alby, Rowan, and Dwayne, Rupert (THAT IS THE
FUNNIEST NAME EVER SRY. TO ALL YOU RUPERTS THOUGH) and Jasper and anyone
else I forget to mention here. The song? Your Winter by Sister Hazel
(awesome song!)
The gray ceiling on the earth
Well it's lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child
Your opinion what is that
It's just a different point of view
(One week later) "Hey Peter! There's some one here to see you!" called Daisy.
"Let 'em in!" Three people entered Peter's office, Dwayne and a teenage boy with light hair and eyes, and a balding man who as slightly overweight. "Another one?" asked Peter. "We haven't received any files."
"That's because we're all here to see Rowan. As you know, I'm supposed to some up here weekly. This," he motioned to the boy, "is a friend of Rowan's, Alby. Alby," he said, turning to the teen and speaking slowly and deliberately, "this is Peter. This man is Rowan's foster father, Rupert Johnson."
"Hello. May I go see Rowan?" asked Alby, signing as he spoke. Peter must have looked confused because Alby told him, "I'm part deaf so I speak and sign at the same time so if someone knows one or the other we can communicate better."
"Oh. Yeah, sure. I guess you can see Rowan if its ok with Dwayne. He's in his dorm." Peter gave instructions and turned to the other man.
Rowan lay on his back, smoking his last cigarette. All the others he had been careful to smoke out side at night but this was his last one, so why not? He was the only one in the dorm any ways. He stared at the black and white picture in his hands. It was him, age 3, a laughing girl of about 12 with dark hair and light eyes like his and a man around 19 with light hair and dark eyes. They were al laughing for the camera, dressed in bright clothes and with lots of circus make up on. Rowan heard someone enter the room and shut the door. He jumped up and shoved the photo under his pillow, dropping the cig and grinding it out. Alby stared back at him. "ALBY!" he shouted and signed. The two friends embraced in a quick hug. "What are you doing here?" he signed and said [ok, I'm not writing signed and said anymore so just assume they're doing that. Use those thinking caps! Did I rally just type that? Uugh. Excuse me whilst I go vomit]
"Visiting you. I wouldn't recommend going out the door though."
"Why?" Rowan walked to the door and slammed it shut fast, locking it. Peter, Dwayne and the tub form hell. Great. He grabbed his CD player and motioning to Alby walked over to the first floor window [ground floor what ev.] and jumped down. Alby follow d him and they stared to walk.
What else what else can I do
I said I'm sorry yeah I'm sorry
I said I'm sorry but for what
If I hurt you then I hate myself
I don't want to hate myself so I don't want to hurt you
Why do you choose your pain if you only knew
How much I love you (love you)
They passed by Scott and Shelby and Daisy who were standing a few feet way. Still within their hearing range, they stopped when Dwayne called out their names and started after them. "Hey," said Alby loudly and signing. "You still faster than me?"
"Course," said Rowan, equally as loud.
"How long is the gully," he asked pointing to the near by (dry and dusty) ravine that ran for about a mile. Rowan smiled, understanding what Alby was trying to say.
"Race you on one, two, -" Alby pushed him and started off.
"You ass!" Rowan tore after him, running on the side of the ravine before jumping down the 7 or 8 feet. Scott and Shelby and Daisy looked at each other and then at Dwayne who was cursing like a sailor on shore leave. The four of them took off after the two laughing pair.
I wont be your winter
And I wont be anyone's excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
Oh picture on the shelf
Its been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We were acting like a child
Innocence in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while
Read my eyes just like a diary
Oh remember please remember
Well I'm not a beggar but once more
If I hurt you then I hate myself
I don't want to hate myself don't want to hurt you
Why do you choose that pain
if only you knew how much I love you (love you)
******************************************************
(5 minutes later) Rowan and Alby walked to the back of the ravine, talking about what had happened since the time 3 years ago when they and last seen each other and the 2 weeks ago when they had written. Alby handed him a book, signing that he would probably like it, then signed he had some art shit to give him that was in his book bag that was in Dwayne's car.
"How'd you get Dwayne to drive you?"
"Well, my dad was giving a lecture at a near by college and since it's spring break me and the pest came along with him and my mom. I was out walking on the side walk when Dwayne pulled up and asked if I wanted to go see you and I told my parents and here I am."
"Bull. Your parents don't know because they wouldn't let you visit me because they think I'm a bad influence."
"Yeah, true. But I'm here."
I won't be your winter
And I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
"Thanks for coming."
"No prob."
"Well, at least out little nature walk proves I'm faster than you."
"WHAT?! I out ran you!"
"Who are you kidding? I had to stop and wait for you! Anyway I bet $10 Dwayne'll be the first one to get here. Then maybe Peter. ON the way back we'll find Tubernot lying dead because of the stress of walking 10 ft."
Alby shook his head and pointed. "Don't think so. There's a parade coming." Rowan looked and saw Dwayne, Peter, Shelby, Scott and Daisy walking towards them with Rupert a few steps behind.
"Oh no." Rowan walked over to the gnarled tree that wound its way up to the top of the ravine wall, now 20 ft. he turned up the radio so the walls seemed to vibrate with the heavy music.
"Rowan, no!" Dwayne shouted and started to run over but to no avail; the youth was already scaling the tree. He made it to the top branch and lay on the cliff top. "Do you have any idea how annoying you are!" called Dwayne.
"A pretty good one." Rowan adjusted his headphones and his spot on the warm rock, soaking up the sun with his semi-pale Irish skin. Peter sighed and started up the tree although not as quickly or deftly as Rowan had. When he adjusted himself on the rock beside Rowan, he sat up startled. "What the!" He smiled. "You're the first to come after me. Congrats."
I wont be your winter
And I wont be anyones excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
"Why'd you do this?"
"Didn't want to be by the foster."
"No, run out here."
"To see who was faster, Alby or me."
"Why did you really do it?"
"Every place needs an urban legend."
"Really."
"yeah. In 5, 10 years this harmless prank will probably turn into two friends our running banditos or something like that."
"Did JuV have a lot of urban legends?"
"Tons. The kids who died in the showers, monsters in the dorms, the girl who went into the woods and never came out, the kid who was almost killed by his fellow delinquents. You know, same old stuff."
"Are any true?"
"Probably based on truth. Like the dieing in showers, a bunch of kids slit their wrists in the showers and then got shipped off to asylums. Monsters in the dorm room, probably older kids scaring the younger ones. Some girl probably went into the woods on a nature hike and ran. When they found her they shipped her off some place else but since no one else saw her she 'disappeared'."
I wont be your winter
And I wont be anyones excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
"And the kid who almost died?"
"I know someone that happened to."
"Do tell."
"He got into a fight with another kid over something. The counselor let them fight because of pecking order and stuff. Something distracted him and he left the room. 3 of the other guy's friends jumped in. One had a knife and the other a screwdriver. When the counselor came back in, he found my friend lying on the floor bleeding really badly. The worse part? He couldn't fall into a coma so he had to live with the pain of a shattered arm and cracked ribs. After he got out of the hospital he was given the decision between another JuV or Mt. Horizon. I chose Mt. Horizon because it didn't sound like there would be kids slitting their wrists in the showers with pencils or screaming in their sleep and shaking uncontrollably because of drug withdrawal."
"You'd give back as good as you got?"
"I give one kid a broken nose and the other broke a few fingers but it was 4 on 1, not exactly fair teams."
"True."
The gray ceiling on the earth
Well it's lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child
Your opinion what is that
It's just a different point of view
(One week later) "Hey Peter! There's some one here to see you!" called Daisy.
"Let 'em in!" Three people entered Peter's office, Dwayne and a teenage boy with light hair and eyes, and a balding man who as slightly overweight. "Another one?" asked Peter. "We haven't received any files."
"That's because we're all here to see Rowan. As you know, I'm supposed to some up here weekly. This," he motioned to the boy, "is a friend of Rowan's, Alby. Alby," he said, turning to the teen and speaking slowly and deliberately, "this is Peter. This man is Rowan's foster father, Rupert Johnson."
"Hello. May I go see Rowan?" asked Alby, signing as he spoke. Peter must have looked confused because Alby told him, "I'm part deaf so I speak and sign at the same time so if someone knows one or the other we can communicate better."
"Oh. Yeah, sure. I guess you can see Rowan if its ok with Dwayne. He's in his dorm." Peter gave instructions and turned to the other man.
Rowan lay on his back, smoking his last cigarette. All the others he had been careful to smoke out side at night but this was his last one, so why not? He was the only one in the dorm any ways. He stared at the black and white picture in his hands. It was him, age 3, a laughing girl of about 12 with dark hair and light eyes like his and a man around 19 with light hair and dark eyes. They were al laughing for the camera, dressed in bright clothes and with lots of circus make up on. Rowan heard someone enter the room and shut the door. He jumped up and shoved the photo under his pillow, dropping the cig and grinding it out. Alby stared back at him. "ALBY!" he shouted and signed. The two friends embraced in a quick hug. "What are you doing here?" he signed and said [ok, I'm not writing signed and said anymore so just assume they're doing that. Use those thinking caps! Did I rally just type that? Uugh. Excuse me whilst I go vomit]
"Visiting you. I wouldn't recommend going out the door though."
"Why?" Rowan walked to the door and slammed it shut fast, locking it. Peter, Dwayne and the tub form hell. Great. He grabbed his CD player and motioning to Alby walked over to the first floor window [ground floor what ev.] and jumped down. Alby follow d him and they stared to walk.
What else what else can I do
I said I'm sorry yeah I'm sorry
I said I'm sorry but for what
If I hurt you then I hate myself
I don't want to hate myself so I don't want to hurt you
Why do you choose your pain if you only knew
How much I love you (love you)
They passed by Scott and Shelby and Daisy who were standing a few feet way. Still within their hearing range, they stopped when Dwayne called out their names and started after them. "Hey," said Alby loudly and signing. "You still faster than me?"
"Course," said Rowan, equally as loud.
"How long is the gully," he asked pointing to the near by (dry and dusty) ravine that ran for about a mile. Rowan smiled, understanding what Alby was trying to say.
"Race you on one, two, -" Alby pushed him and started off.
"You ass!" Rowan tore after him, running on the side of the ravine before jumping down the 7 or 8 feet. Scott and Shelby and Daisy looked at each other and then at Dwayne who was cursing like a sailor on shore leave. The four of them took off after the two laughing pair.
I wont be your winter
And I wont be anyone's excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
Oh picture on the shelf
Its been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We were acting like a child
Innocence in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while
Read my eyes just like a diary
Oh remember please remember
Well I'm not a beggar but once more
If I hurt you then I hate myself
I don't want to hate myself don't want to hurt you
Why do you choose that pain
if only you knew how much I love you (love you)
******************************************************
(5 minutes later) Rowan and Alby walked to the back of the ravine, talking about what had happened since the time 3 years ago when they and last seen each other and the 2 weeks ago when they had written. Alby handed him a book, signing that he would probably like it, then signed he had some art shit to give him that was in his book bag that was in Dwayne's car.
"How'd you get Dwayne to drive you?"
"Well, my dad was giving a lecture at a near by college and since it's spring break me and the pest came along with him and my mom. I was out walking on the side walk when Dwayne pulled up and asked if I wanted to go see you and I told my parents and here I am."
"Bull. Your parents don't know because they wouldn't let you visit me because they think I'm a bad influence."
"Yeah, true. But I'm here."
I won't be your winter
And I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
"Thanks for coming."
"No prob."
"Well, at least out little nature walk proves I'm faster than you."
"WHAT?! I out ran you!"
"Who are you kidding? I had to stop and wait for you! Anyway I bet $10 Dwayne'll be the first one to get here. Then maybe Peter. ON the way back we'll find Tubernot lying dead because of the stress of walking 10 ft."
Alby shook his head and pointed. "Don't think so. There's a parade coming." Rowan looked and saw Dwayne, Peter, Shelby, Scott and Daisy walking towards them with Rupert a few steps behind.
"Oh no." Rowan walked over to the gnarled tree that wound its way up to the top of the ravine wall, now 20 ft. he turned up the radio so the walls seemed to vibrate with the heavy music.
"Rowan, no!" Dwayne shouted and started to run over but to no avail; the youth was already scaling the tree. He made it to the top branch and lay on the cliff top. "Do you have any idea how annoying you are!" called Dwayne.
"A pretty good one." Rowan adjusted his headphones and his spot on the warm rock, soaking up the sun with his semi-pale Irish skin. Peter sighed and started up the tree although not as quickly or deftly as Rowan had. When he adjusted himself on the rock beside Rowan, he sat up startled. "What the!" He smiled. "You're the first to come after me. Congrats."
I wont be your winter
And I wont be anyones excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
"Why'd you do this?"
"Didn't want to be by the foster."
"No, run out here."
"To see who was faster, Alby or me."
"Why did you really do it?"
"Every place needs an urban legend."
"Really."
"yeah. In 5, 10 years this harmless prank will probably turn into two friends our running banditos or something like that."
"Did JuV have a lot of urban legends?"
"Tons. The kids who died in the showers, monsters in the dorms, the girl who went into the woods and never came out, the kid who was almost killed by his fellow delinquents. You know, same old stuff."
"Are any true?"
"Probably based on truth. Like the dieing in showers, a bunch of kids slit their wrists in the showers and then got shipped off to asylums. Monsters in the dorm room, probably older kids scaring the younger ones. Some girl probably went into the woods on a nature hike and ran. When they found her they shipped her off some place else but since no one else saw her she 'disappeared'."
I wont be your winter
And I wont be anyones excuse to cry
And we cant be forgiven
And I will be here
"And the kid who almost died?"
"I know someone that happened to."
"Do tell."
"He got into a fight with another kid over something. The counselor let them fight because of pecking order and stuff. Something distracted him and he left the room. 3 of the other guy's friends jumped in. One had a knife and the other a screwdriver. When the counselor came back in, he found my friend lying on the floor bleeding really badly. The worse part? He couldn't fall into a coma so he had to live with the pain of a shattered arm and cracked ribs. After he got out of the hospital he was given the decision between another JuV or Mt. Horizon. I chose Mt. Horizon because it didn't sound like there would be kids slitting their wrists in the showers with pencils or screaming in their sleep and shaking uncontrollably because of drug withdrawal."
"You'd give back as good as you got?"
"I give one kid a broken nose and the other broke a few fingers but it was 4 on 1, not exactly fair teams."
"True."
