I do not own Recess. And to clear things up, Lawson was asleep when he cuddled Spinelli. He did not purposefully wrap himself around her. He was not aware he was doing it to her or Ash. Ahha, he isn't aware Spin is Ash.
And that's that! On with the show!
. . .
Spinelli stared into the darkness, awoken once again by Lawson. There wasn't an inch of her he wasn't making contact with. "Damn cuddler," Spinelli growled, laughing internally at Lawson's expense. She never really took him as the cuddling type of guy; she couldn't help but see a bit of humour in in it.
She shuffled a bit before giving up on removing Lawson, but knew she was lying to herself in thinking she really put an effort into it. So what she didn't really want to move? She was comfortable, and was just being mature in not making a big deal of things.
"Mature..." she repeated, liking the sound it made passing over her tongue. Pushing any remaining guilt aside she pressed back into Lawson, letting her head fall back against his neck under his chin. Thoughts of the days losses filled her head as she drifted off to sleep.
. . .
"Wakey wakey, eggs and bac-y!"
Spinelli moaned, twisting over pushing Lawson off. Looks like they stayed like that for the night. Bob was across the room, ripping pillows from underneath Skeens and Mundy's heads. "Wakey wakey!"
Rolling her eyes Spinelli chucked a pillow across the room to him. It hit Bob in the face with a thud. He straightened out right away and looked at her witha deadly serious expression. Spinelli froze. Bob cracked a grin. "Common guys! One more game today! Let's make it count!"
He left the room in stunned silence. "He sure's happy," Mundy muttered. "Gaah," Skeens moaned, flopping back down on his back. Spinelli and Lawson made brief eye contact before following suit. It was too early.
. . .
Coach walked in the room. Spinelli just stared at his feet. She didn't want to have to meet his eyes. "Another lost." he stated bluntly.
No one so much as shuffled.
"I've got nothing to say. It's your guys asses that got creamed. Not mine. It's you guys that have to go home losers. Not me." The sound of the door shutting was heard a couple of seconds later.
"Guys." Spinelli looked up solemnly at Bob's voice. Their captain looked around the room, meeting each and everyone of their eyes. "Don't listen to him. You're not losers. We gave it our best shot, and it wasn't enough. We'll face some of these again in the next tournament. We're going to practise, we're going to improve, we're gonna get better and stronger and the next time we look those guys in the eye they'll be whimpering for mercy."
Through the silence Spinelli felt her heart lighten up. A few of the guys even cracked a grin. "How long have you been working on that speech?" Lawson asked good heartedly.
Bob laughed. "Since I woke you up for the third time this morning."
The pressed silence disappeared to laughter. The team was back.
. . .
Spinelli returned to the room for the final time. They'd be heading home the next day, Monday morning. Music was cranked and the TV was blasted. Spinelli immediatly loosened up to the happy environment.
"Hey," Spinelli greeting, snagging a can of pop from the counter. Skeens motioned it to be handed over. Spinelli passed it to him with a raised brow. "Ash," Mundy called from the bed.
Spinelli flicked her eyes to him for a second before looking back to Skeens. "What's it like homeschooling?" Mundy asked curiously and uncharacteristically innocent sounding.
Spinelli shrugged. "I dunno, it's just what I'm used to. I can't really say how it compares, 'cause I've got nothing to compare it to." Skeens dumped half the cans contents in the garbage and slid a mickey out of his back pocket. He paused before adding it. "How strong do you like it?"
Spinelli was frozen for a second. Finelly she gained back her senses. "Uh," she shrugged awkwardly. "That's fine...?" she half suggested half asked. She relaxed after a moment when he seemed to take it as an acceptable answer. She had drank before, but just a few beers and what-not. She had a bit of rum at a party once, but that's as far as her knowledge with liquor went.
Skeens handed her back her can after a second. "Tell m' if you wanna refill,"
She thanked him appropriatly and sat on the bed crossed-legged. Skeens rolled onto the other side and Mundy was plopped down at the head of it. "But," Mundy said slowly, as if considering every word. "That means your 'rents teaches you right?"
"Yeah..."
"Is it good? Or bad?"
Spinelli took a swing from her drink and looked at him. "I don't know," she muttered exhasperated. What was he trying to say?
As if reading her mind Skeens spoke. "He's just wonderin' what it's like seeing your folks so often." His voice was low and solemn.
Spinelli shrugged. She thought back to her own parents. "It's alright. I mean, sometimes they get a little to close, push a little to hard, but y'know- parents are supossed to do that. At the end of the day it's good." she answered honestly.
Mundy grinned. "That's nice." They sat in silence for a moment in their own thoughts.
"Hey, I gotta idea," Skeens suddenly said.
The others looked at him curiously.
"Follow me," he grinned mischeviously.
. . .
Spinelli followed Mundy up the stairs. She ignored the pounding in her chest and pushed it away with ease. She may not be a 'bad' kid, but she wasn't exactly pure of heart either. She just made good decisions. This was just one of the times she didn't want to be so good.
"Where we headed?" she asked, glancing around into the darkness in the stairwell.
Skeens crackled. "To the top floor."
"The pool?"
"Naawh, the really top floor- the roof."
Spinelli glanced back down the stairs making sure no one was following then picked up he pace to catch up. They managed to get out of there floor without any of the coaches or supervisors seeing. After nine you were forbidden to leave their teams floor.
"Jesus how many floors are there?" Mundy breathed. Almost instantaniously the door on the landing flew open. A stunned man in uniform looked at them. Mundy shoved past Skeens. "Run!"
Released from her spell Spinelli booked it onto the next landing, the angry employee chasing them. "These stairs are for emergency's only! Stop!"
It sounded like a bear was chasing after her. Hyped up on adreneline Spinelli sped up. The distance between them lengthened. Suddenly Mundy stopped and Spinelli almost flew into him. He shoved her by him, opening the door by him violently. He resumed running, continuing to shove Spinelli ahead of him. As she rounded the next corner Skeens caught her by the waist, pulling her into a shadow and holding her there. Mundy pressed into them so all three of them crammed together in a corner. Spinelli held her breath.
The sounds of the employee rumbling up the stairs grew louder and louder. Finally he reached the platform below them as the door clicked shut. He ripped it open and ran through it, illuminating he stairway once more. No one moved until the door shut and they were in darkness. Skeens chuckled darkly realeasing his hold on Spinelli. "Sucker..." he murmered happily.
Although she couldn't see his face clearly she knew Mundy was smirking. "Common!" She urged suddenly. "Let's go, we gotta be close to the roof by now."
They reached the roof in no time. The door was locked but Mundy and Skeens fiddled with it in the dark for a bit until it popped open. "Open seasame."
She wandered out onto the roof after Skeens. She barely breathed. "It's-" she bit her tongue from saying beautiful. "-Really sick."
Mundy chuckled gently. "Yeah it's nice."
They sat on the ledge and dangled their legs over it into the open air. Skeens took a swing from his bottle again and passed it to Spinelli. She took a sip and passed it to Mundy, who in turn passed it back to Skeens. They kept at this rotation until it stopped burning Spinelli's throat and her tongue went numb.
"It's so nice," she breathed, looking out at all the cities bright lights.
"I wish I could stay here," Mundy mumbled wishfully.
"Why don't we?" Skeens replied blandly.
"Because..." After a few seconds he gave up.
"'cause nothing! We got nothing going for us back home. Shit it ain't even home. We could just stay here. Stay on this roof 'til they leave and just live here,"
"On the roof?"
"Naw you shithead, in this city. It's so big, we could just disappear into it. We could just shut our eyes and breathe without no one snuffin' us out."
Spinelli looked to her left at Skeens. His dark hair was messy over his face. The moon shone behind him, making his face a dark shadow save from the whites of his eyes that shone from the city lights. His dark iris' were black holes. He looked mad like a poet, and as serious as death.
"But you can't." Spinelli tried.
"Why not?"
It was blantly obvious to her then she didn't know how she missed it her entire life. "Why do you hate it there so much?" she asked quietly.
Skeens looked at her sullenly. "There's nothing left for me. My dad's dead, my mom may aswell be. It's just ... it's not worth the effort anymore."
Spinelli twisted to look at Mundy. "And what about you? You ready to kick the can just like that too. Start a new life without a second thought?"
Mundy shuffled uncomfortably. "It'd be a lot better...I guess. All I know is I'm getting outta there the first chance I get, and if that chance is now...I figure I'm gone."
SpInelli shook her head. "I don't get how you'd guys drop everything and leave like that."
"You just don't know what it's like." Skeens barely whispered, looking out at the city. "No one looks down at you all the time and just waits for you to mess up. People haven't given up for you, you're not a 'lost cause'. You got a chance. You have someone to come home to, and you have someone to see you off everyday. You've got somebody, and we've got is each other."
"And Sleeps," Mundy added in absent-mindedly.
"And Sleeps," Skeens agreed.
Spinelli just looked down to the distant ground. "That's shitty."she whispered.
Skeens laughed hauntedly. "Yeah, it's pretty shitty."
They sat in silence for a bit, just watching the cars as small as ants whiz around.
"Makes you feel pretty small huh?"
Mundy gave a half-hearted grin. "You're acting pretty deep tonight Skeens, make sure not to strain yourself."
Skeens grinned sheepishly and shook his head. "Asshole," he muttered almost shyly.
Finally he pushed himself back from the ledge and stood, looking down at Spinelli and Mundy with a content face. "Ready to head back down? Lawson might think we've gone missing."
After a second Mundy stood and helped Spinelli up. "Let's go," he said, leading the way to the door.
Spinelli followed a bit behind, watching their figures push each other playfully as they reached the door. Suddenly they didn't seem so bad to her anymore.
. . .
Exams are done! Woot wooo! And got a job! Two actually! One at a camp and one at a petting zoo ahahahah:) Well updates should keep on coming even with them. Sorry for the wait, school really kicked my ass. But I won in the end and now I'm ready to celebrate! Yay summer!:)
-smile-
