Bonjour mes amies. Eh, I bombed french so that's probably not right.
Okay, well my write-a-thon didn't go as planned. Who knew that when you have 0 room, a constant headache/stomachache in a car for 8 hours straight, writing isn't high on your priority list? But I tried. I really did. But the sun was always on my side. The car/driving part was horrible, just so you know. But, uh, as long as I tried right? Right?
See but I was smart...and wrote this chapter right after I finished good drafting the chapter prior to this.
Anyways, thanks for the lovely reviews. Very much appreciated so. Uhm, I think someone(Becky Sky maybe?) asked me this and I don't remember if I replied(probably not). Cronus..let's she he's defeated, but this isn't post phantom. Let's just say they found some way of beating him.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Theresa awoke with a stream of light shining into her eye. She sat up and was shocked by her surroundings. Oh yeah! My lack of places to sleep. She sat up and noticed no one was there. She decided to eat breakfast first, change later. She grabbed a bowl and poured some cereal into in and started at it in disgust. She pushed the bowl away from her. Ugh. Cereal. It's so... I missed supper though. That was like 12 hours ago! Herry suddenly came down. "Hey Terri! How'd you sleep?" He asked strangely happy. "I slept on a couch."
He frowned and sighed. "Yeah. I guess so. Are you eating this?" He asked, pointing to the bowl. "Go right ahead, please!" Theresa said. He grabbed the bowl and a spoon and sat beside her on a stool. After a few minutes of silence, aside from Herry constant chewing, Jay came down silently. Theresa was looking down at her arms, which were crossed on the island (A/N: Do they have an island? Let's pretend they do. I know I do:) ). Jay was leaning against the counter, staring at her. Okay, calm down, Theresa. He's not glaring at you...you just think he is. She looked up slightly. Ok, so he is glaring at you. It doesn't mean that much. Mostly just a clear sign saying 'I hate you'.. I can work with that...
Herry put his spoon in his mouth and noticed Jay glaring, or rather, staring, at Theresa and Theresa staring at the island. He bit down on the corn flakes and it makes a loud crunch. Both Jay and Theresa turned to look at Herry. Herry smiled, grabbed his bowl and sat in the living room while watching Tv. Theresa sat in silence, not knowing what to say. "Theresa-" Jay started but stopped. Theresa look up at him to see what caused him to stop. Archie was glaring at Jay full on and Jay couldn't take it anymore. "Why the hell do you keep glaring at me?!"
"I thought we already went over this." Archie challenged. Theresa covered her eyes with her hands. Jay was about to reply when Atlanta came down. Theresa got up and headed up the stairs to change.
"Your stuff is in the hallway." Atlanta said. Theresa froze in place. "You're kicking me out?" Atlanta nodded, not feeling the slightest bit upset about it. Theresa nodded her head, took a breath and said a quiet 'okay'. She walked up the stairs and started bringing her things down to the main area. "You can't kick her out. She can't sleep on the couch forever." Archie argued. "I just did." Atlanta fought back. Theresa started organizing her things. Odie and Neil came down next observing the area. "What's going on?" Odie asked, rubbing his eye.
"Atlanta kicked Theresa out." Herry filled them in. Neil walked up to Theresa. "Haven't talked to him yet?" Theresa scoffed at the stupid question. "How can I? Mr. Psycho comes walking in and now I'm trying to figure out how I'm supposed to sleep on a couch until I graduate!" Neil frowned at her remark and walked off to the bathroom.
That adds another person to the Anti-Theresa list! The morning carried on in a bitter matter. Theresa drove herself to school and didn't exchange eye contact with anyone in Health class. She waiting patiently for the bell to ring. Once it did, she dashed from the room quickly and changed into her gym outfit. Once again, they started the class with laps and, once again, Theresa finished first. She went over and sat on the girls' bench. Okay, just go over there and talk to him. He'll listen to you.
Someone sat beside her and she was on the verge of screaming at said person until they said, "We should talk."
Theresa sat up from her depressed-looking position. "Jay. Please, listen to me. It- ugh.." Theresa rambled. "Just start from the beginning." He said softly. Ok, the tone was a good sign. Theresa noted internally. "Well, I was really tired, right, cuz I didn't sleep well and I did 10 extra laps and me and Miss Persephone started metamorphosis and shape-shifting for 2 hours straight. Then I had to walk home. So I got there and no one was on the main level. So I sat down on the footrest and someone started massaging me. But I swear, I didn't know it was Archie. I thought- I thought it was you. So I just...sat there. Then he said something and I knew it wasn't you and that it was him. And then Atlanta saw and then she told you and it was just this huge chain reaction. Ugh." Theresa buried her face in her hands.
Jay put his hand on her back made smooth circles. She sat up and stared him directly in the eye; to his shock she as crying. "I'm sorry." Jay wrapped his arms around her and she cried into his chest. "Theresa, you have nothing to apologize for. I should be apologizing to you - I was being rude. I should have listened to what you had to say. I'm sorry."
The two sat in silence. Heather walked up to Theresa. "Theresa, what's wrong?" Theresa sighed and looked up at her friend. "Nothing, but can we, uh.." Heather nodded her head and left the two alone. "Something's not right with Archie. I don't know what, but something's wrong."
"I know." Jay replied.
(-)
"Focus Theresa." Persephone said. Days had passed and Friday came quickly. Theresa still couldn't figure out what had happened to Archie. "I'm sorry, I have a lot on my mind." Theresa said. She glared at the caterpillar and it suddenly busted into a small butterfly. Persephone smiled, "Good job, Theresa. Now, I want you to try and turn this pen into a caterpillar." Persephone picked up the pen and set it on the table in front of Theresa.
"But, I've only learnt metamorphosis." Theresa protested. Persephone grinned. "You're stronger than you think. Just try it. Don't worry if you can't." Theresa looked at the pen. Just imagine it having the characteristics of a caterpillar. C'mon!A little light shone of the pen and it began crawling. "My goodness! This is going better than planned. Can you change the caterpillar into something else?" Persephone asked; she was very happy. "Living or non-living?" Theresa asked.
"Living. Or no, non-living. Or.. well it doesn't matter. But change it into something bigger. And with a different shape. Then you'll be done for the day." Persephone said. Hm...What to change it into? Theresa focused all her energy into changing the catapillar. Again, light shone from it and suddenly a pink shoe was in it's place. Theresa smiled at her choice of change and turned to Theresa. "Well done, Theresa. You've been doing so well. That's all for today. Make sure you rest. You'll probably get a wave of dizziness or tiredness later. Have a good weekend!" Persephone said. She turned to her flowers and began watering them. "Thanks Miss Persephone, you too."
Theresa left the school and got into her car and drove home quickly. Let's not start seeing triple while driving.Theresa arrived at the brownstone within a short time. She walked into the brownstone with a smile on her face. Atlanta passed in front of her and frowned, "What are you so happy about?" She asked but walked away, not caring for an answer. Theresa frowned at her friend's mood. She shook it off and walked into the living room. Herry was sitting in the chair, per usual, and Jay was sprawled along the couch, which she hadn't slept on since Wednesday night. Jay had allowed her to sleep in his room, not that she would ever tell anyone, not that anyone hadn't caught on, not that she cared. But aside from the frequent questions of what went on, which embarrassed and pissed her off to no end, especially from Neil, it saved her from a horrid backache everyday.
"Hey. How'd the lesson go?" Jay welcomed her. He sat up, giving her room to sit beside him. "Good. Look what I can do." She raised her hand and made the remote, which was resting on Herry's stomach, float over to her and Jay. In midair, she focused on changing the remote and it instantly turned into a beautiful flower. It continued floating until it was in her hand. She grinned and handed it to Jay, who was shocked along with Herry. "Wow!" Was all Jay could say. "Yeah, how are we supposed to change the channels with a flower?" Herry asked, dumbfounded. Theresa laughed. Jay examined the flower and then he smelt it. "So am I smelling a flower or a remote?"
Theresa laughed harder, "No, you're smelling a flower." She looked at the flower and it suddenly changed back. "Now you're smelling a remote." Theresa grinned.
"Weird...So can you change anything into anything?" Herry asked. "No, we just started doing small-" Archie suddenly walked in with the most unexpected person at his arm. Brooklyn was laughing like a drunk and she looked up at Archie. "Let's go to my room." She said. They walked away and headed upstairs. "What the hell?" Jay muttered. "I have no idea. I don't even know what to say to that." Theresa replied. Neil came down the stairs and replied to her, "Then don't say anything. I see you two patched things up. All thanks to me."
"What is he talking about?" Jay asked Theresa. "Uh, nothing. Just a small prep-talk we had." Theresa assured him. "I'm bored. We should all do something. It's nice out too." Theresa said. "Like what?" Jay asked her.
"I could go for a game of basketball." Herry said.
"Let's do it!" Theresa said hopping up. Herry stoop up with her. "I'll go tell everyone. Do you guys mind if I calls some guys to come?" He asked, his question mostly directed to Theresa. "Which guys?" She asked cautiously. "Just Jared and Luke. Maybe Cameron and Brandon." Herry said. Theresa bit her lip. "Cameron looks at me weird." She said shyly. "Yeah that's Cameron. Just Jared, Brandon and Luke then." Herry said.
"That's fine." Theresa said with a smile. Ten minutes later Jay, Theresa, Herry, Atlanta, Archie, Jared, Luke and Brandon were at the basketball court. "Okay we need captains. How about oldest?" Jared suggested. "You're just saying that because you are oldest." Brandon argued. "Does it really matter who's captain? I mean all they do is choose the team." Theresa said.
"Listen to the girl. Herry and Jay, you be captains." Luke said. Both Jared and Brandon glared at Luke. "Fine, but each team gets a girl. It's only fair." Brandon said as he pushed Theresa to where Jay was standing. "I'm guessing you'd choose her." He said. Atlanta went over by Herry and they began choosing teams.
"Luke." Herry said.
"Archie."
"Brandon."
"Jared."
After a heads or tails, which was won by Herry, the game started. The ball continued switching possession. "Atlanta, pass." Herry yelled. Atlanta threw the ball to him. With her eyebrows furrowed, she rammed herself into Theresa, knowing her onto the pavement. "Oops." Atlanta said rudely. "Ow. Jesus Christ. What the hell?!" Theresa screamed. The boys paused and observed the argument. "It was an accident." Atlanta said not caring. "Oh bullshit! You did that on purpose. What the hell is your problem?" Theresa asked. "My problem is that my crush is hitting on you and you don't do anything about it. What kind of friend are you?"
"I don't know, but you're the one bulldozing me down for no apparent reason. He's hitting on my not the other around so don't be taking it out on me!" Theresa said after she stood up. "No, I prefer taking it out on you." Atlanta said. Theresa scoffed and pushed the younger girl away from her as she walked past. Atlanta scoffed back and pushed her from behind. Atlanta and Theresa started screaming at eachother and hitting eachother.
"Holy fuck." Herry said. The boys ran over; Herry pulled Atlanta away from Theresa as Jay held onto her. "What the hell is wrong with you guys?" Archie asked. "Oh please. You're the problem; you're what's wrong." Theresa said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Archie yelled. "Oh come on, don't play stupid." Atlanta said. There was a long pause between them; Atlanta ran off towards the park. "Pfft." Archie said as he walked elsewhere. Everyone stared amongst them selves and eventually turned their gaze to Theresa. "Take me home?" She whispered to Jay. "Of course." He said.
"We're gonna head back to the brownstone. See you later." Jay said as he wrapped his arm around Theresa and walked her home.
(-)
"You sure you're okay?" He asked, for the 7th time, from the kitchen. "Yes. It's just a few scrapes. They'll heal." Theresa said as she sat down on the couch and ran her hands through her hair. "What am I supposed to do. This is horrible. Like actually, I'm screwed! I'm screwed until one of us moves out. I don't want that. How am I supposed to fix this?!" Theresa said out loud. Jay came out from the kitchen and sat down beside her; he handed her something that surprised her. "Where in god's name did you get a Cookies N' Cream bar?" She asked; Jay grinned. "Herry has a stock of chocolate bars." He handed it to her and she took it out of his hands. "You are a miracle worker!" She said as she ripped the wrapper off and bit a piece off. "You know, at this rate, I'll be obese by the time this problem is even close to being solved." She said as she bit another piece off. She pointed the bar at him. "No thanks."
Theresa shrugged and continued chewing. The door opened and slammed shut. Atlanta came walking in and glared at Theresa as she walked up to her room. "Shee?" Theresa said with her mouth full. The door opened again and herry came walking in. "I smell food. Chocolate to be exact." Herry said as he popped his head around the corner. "Hway Hewwy." Theresa said, her mouth still full of chocolate. "So uh, what happened at the court."
Theresa gulped down the piece of chocolate. "Can we talk about that later?" The door opened for the third time and Brooklyn came walking in. Lauren and Jessica were on her tail, as usual. Brooklyn turned to look at Theresa, who was wrapped in Jay's arms. "Where's Archie?" She asked angrily. "He walked off somewhere." Jay said. Brooklyn smiled 'innocently' and leaned in. "I wasn't asking you. Where is he?!"
Theresa looked at Jay and Herry. "He. walked. off. some.where." She said and nodded with false happiness. Brooklyn stomped off with her sidekicks and left the three in silence. "I hate her." Theresa said as she rested her head on Jay's shoulder. Herry nodded in agreement as he flipped through the channels; Jay let out a small laugh. Neil came down the stairs with an exasperated look as Archie walked in the door angrily and glared at Jay. "What's with everyone? This is so annoying." Neil said, emphasizing his words.
"Can you keep it down?" Brooklyn's irritating voice rang out. Neil growled in frustration. "That's it." He said as he marched up the stairs. In a record of three minutes, everyone was in the main room. Odie joined Jay and Theresa on the couch. Herry remained in the chair. Neil sat himself down on the other couch and Lauren plopped down next to him. Neil rolled his eyes. Atlanta was sitting on the ground away from Theresa and Archie, who was leaning against the wall. Brooklyn and Jessica were standing on each side of Herry's chair. Five minutes passes slowly until Atlanta spoke.
"Why are we all here?" Everyone looked at Neil. "We're all going to work this out." Neil said. Atlanta stood up and walked out of the room followed by Archie and Brooklyn. Lauren and Jessica followed behind Brooklyn. There was silence in the room again. Theresa sighed loudly. "Good try though Neil." She said sadly; she sighed. "I'm going to get ready for bed." Theresa said. Jay gave her a confused look. "It's only 7:12." He said. "Yeah but I'm really tried from my lesson with Persephone and that basketball game and fight didn't help." Theresa said; Jay nodded and she walked up to his room. She changed into her pajamas and sat down on the bed. "God this is so confusing." She whispered to herself as she began crying. I hate crying. She wiped the water off her face. The picture in it's frame on Jay's desk caught her eye. She stood up and picked it up gingerly. As she ran her fingertips along the glass she let out another sigh. She fell back onto her back, spread out her arms and stared at the ceiling, carefully examining the stucco carefully.
Stupid Archie. Stupid sister. Stupid dance. Stupid me. Stupid basketball. Stupid school. Stupid chocolate bar... Theresa paused her thoughts, reminding herself that she liked the chocolate bar.
Stupid Archie. Stupid everything. Stupid, stupid Archie.
A few minutes later, Jay opened the door after a gentle knock, and regarded Theresa spread across the bed, asleep.
Yeah. So basically I broke my promise. I saw that one coming. But, I spent most of my time...drawing? But I was drawing class of the titans so that should count for something. I haven't shown my friend yet and I need someone's approval so I'll probably make a deviantart account. Maybe? Maybe not. If I do, I'll let you all know.
By the way, I'm sorry. I'm done with complete J/T stuff. I probably said that last chapter but honestly, I am. Next chapter equals epiphany and more freakouts. Yay!
RxR
Signed, MchaellaLoe