"...i fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once." -John Green
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Marching Band.
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((Maura was biting her lower lip and staring at Jane's mouth.
Grow some Balls Rizzoli. Do it!
A muscle in her stomach twitched, as the two opposing sides raged war in her head.
Want won.
Jane gathered the courage to move- ))
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There was three loud bangs heard all around the house. The music came to a complete stop. Jane's heart had either burst out of her chest or her ears, her five senses weren't all quit working properly right about now so she wasn't sure. Next second, Jane had two set of hands on her shoulders and then two more on her feet. She was being lifted to the air.
What the fuck! "What's going on?" Jane practically growled.
"Dammit guys! You came in five minutes before you were suppose to!" Jane thought she heard someone who sounded alot like Maura's friend Susie Chang yell out. Then, a beat started slow at first, and then increased their tempo by the second. Followed by what sounded alot like percussion beats. The large house was being filled by Illyria's marching band. Their drumline was up and center immediately wowing with their fast and intricate rhythms. A group of Jane's soccer mates had taken ahold of 'Frankie' and had lifted him up taking 'em on a crowd surfing ride.
Oh my fucking luck. Great! Can I feel like a bigger sleaze ball. Shit where's Maura. Oh Fuck! Maura! I almost fucked everything up. What do I do?
"Frankie! Frankie! Frankie!" There was a chant getting started. It came in waves and Maura felt like she was drowning. She felt the effect more as she's yanked by Susie Chang talking a mile a minute with all kinds of apologies for ruining her big moment.
"Don't worry Susie, I'm sure if Frankie and I decide to kiss it will happen."
"Nonsense Maura, first thing we need to do is have Frankie and you back in the same vicinity." Susie took a hold of Maura's hand and led her through the living room crowd. Susie was small but she had a certain attitude in her and if Susie Chang said move, you moved.
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On the Other side of the residence...
Jane was straightening up and fixing her pants. She thought for sure someone would of figured her out by now, but she was thanking her lucky stars nothing major had happen, passed getting manhandled by her peers.
Where the fuck is Maura?
"I swear the band was not my idea!" Jane was startled when Frost yelled at her left ear. Since the drumline was still going strong with the main focus on their tenor drummer, Jane had to resort to the same level of yelling.
"This is way too fucking much bro!" Jane screamed back through all the commotion. "There's too many people starting to get crazy. I need to find Maura!" Frost agreed with his soccer mate. He made a split gesture with his hands.
"We need to split up!"
Both departed to go in search of the honey blond.
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Maura had been able to break free of Susie's hold along the crowded living room. She was able to hide behind the tuba player being missed by both Susie, and unbeknown to Maura, by Frost as well. As much as she wanted to find Frankie, she was equally apprehensible. No one had made her control falter like that. Twenty minutes felt both faster and slower at this point. Maura kept wedging her way through familiar teens and not so familiar. She felt like she had sucked the air out of a giant balloon, like her brain wasn't getting enough oxygen.
New courtships were so predictable to Maura. She knew what came first: Flirting. Next, the kiss to seal the attraction as more than friendship. Then,... Well dating of-course. But something was off this time.
Why is this so different? It shouldn't be. He burns me and shocks me and shatters me with a single touch. But he's a normal teenage boy... Well normal is so relative. He is like one of those really old polariod pictures; full of errors, the kind you can only make out by looking at the photograph from every angle, and even then, sometimes you couldn't see the image clearly.
On the surface, Frankie seems perfectly normal, but every now and then, Maura would catch a crack: A sideways glance during class, a moment when the soccer player's face and his words, his looks and his meaning, would not line up. Those fleeting slices fascinated Maura. It was like watching two people, one hiding in the other's skin. And like true skin in moments would dry just a little, showing a glimpse of what's hiding beneath. Too fleeting-a-moment. Maura wanted to know more: Everything.
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"Hey T! Have you seen Maur?" Jane placed her hands around her mouth to amplify her question.
"Hey broo!" Toby smiled wholeheartedly. Like he hadn't just seen Frankie a moment ago. It was a little more than obvious that he was beginning to slur his words. He went for a hug and ended up knocking his drink on Jane's pants. "Oh shit! Party faul!" Toby took a crumpled up piece of napkin from his pocket and passed it over. "This will fix it. Yeah bro I saw Maura walking upstairs." Toby hadn't fully finished his sentence when Jane started walking towards the stairs when she was stopped dead in her tracks my Toby's last statement.
"Maura got game bro. Fairfield is looking for her too." It almost gets lost behind Gwen Stefani latest hit breaking free out of the expensive sound system but it hit her like an avalanche. Jane hesitantly made haste for the stairs.
+So put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Enough, enough of this suffering
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery, put me out of my misery+
It was like a cruel joke that Jane was sure God was getting a good laugh at her expense. Ugh! Really Fairfield? He's such a prick. Why is he looking for Maura? Fucken football players and their self-proclaim superiority complex. He's going to recognize me, what if he sees me? Fuck! I didn't know this dirt bag came around these parts of the woods.
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Maura was a walking truth serum. She knew this, and her family knew this, and most of her high school knew, but Frankie did not. That made Maura nervous. It made her petrified to be alone with the soccer stud any more because she was sure she wouldn't be able to hide her intense feelings. Maura found herself walking through the fancy spiral stairs leading her to the second floor and down the hallway. The music was becoming faint but Maura could still clearly hear the lyrics.
+Out the door
I'm thinking things I never thought before
Like what your love would taste like
Give me more
Don't sell this feeling at the grocery store
All cause your love, it tastes like (You're like drugs)
You're like drugs to me
So put me out of my misery+
Maura needed fresh air. Maybe I should go for a walk outside. This is way too much. I believe Barry really over did himself. I really hope he doesn't get into too much trouble with Aunt Camille and Auntie Robin.
Maura decided to turn around and head for her favorite part of her aunts' house, their garden. Too distracted with her inner monologue, Maura goes to turn the corner to head downstairs, when the door to the bedroom right of her was yanked open and she was pulled in with the door fast closing behind her.
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Jane was reaching the last of the steps to reach the top floor to Frost's huge house, when she heard the door to her left slam shut. Fucken horny bastards. Barry needs to regulate. She strode passed a couple of rooms and then turned to the end corridor. Pulling open a beautiful french door. It could be any other type of door for all Jane knew but she guessed french- since rich people love to have french things.
Holy Shit!
Jane was stunned with the sight before her. She quickly plastered a giant artificial smile on her face: Charming as ever.
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Sorry for the late update guys. I erased the "FUTURE" chapter. It was a test drive, and it crashed and burned. But no fear hopefully this will be a better drive.
Brownie points to who caught the "Imagine Me and You" quote. One of my all time favorite movie. Stay tuned for more updates this weekend. :-)
Thoughts? Comments? Any guesses on what's behind the doors?
