A/N: I know it's been a long time, and I'm really sorry! I've been busy and putting this off. :p Opps.
Hope you enjoy! I hope to have the next chapter up a little faster then this one.
Runnin by Adam Lambert
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My heart's beating faster, I know what I'm after.
I've been standing here my whole life,
Everything I've seen twice, now it's time I realize
It's spinnin' back around now, on this road I'm crawling
Save me cause I'm falling, now I can't seem to breathe right
A week later I was sitting at the bar during the off hours reading my book. How to kill a Mockingbird was one of the few books I liked to read more then once.
Just as I was getting up to grab a beer and sit on the couch, the door opened and Tim walked in.
"Hey," I said as I walked into the kitchen. "Want a beer?"
"Sure." I put my book down on the counter as I opened the fridge to reach for the beers. I heard Tim come into the room behind me as I shoved stuff out of the way to reach the drinks.
"So where have you been all week?" I asked once I'd gotten the beers out and closed the door. Tim shrugged as he opened his beer.
"I got picked up for fighting. While they had me in for that, they slapped some speeding tickets on me." I nodded as I hopped up onto the counter.
"That sounds like something the cops would do." Tim smirked and leaned against the counter beside me.
"I know. So, did ya miss me?" I laughed and shook my head.
"Didn't even really notice you were gone. I figured you were out partying and whatever." Tim rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Parties sound like more fun then what I was doing. Sitting in a jail cell gets boring after a few hours."
"I know that." I said as I picked up my book and started to slide off the counter, but Tim stopped me by placing his hands on both either side of me.
"Not so fast." He said. "Don't I even get a little bit of concern?" I rolled my eyes and put my book down before I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned over to kiss him. When I pulled back, I smiled at him.
"Maybe I missed you a little bit." I said as I slide off the counter and gave him a light shove to get him out of my way. "But I've been keeping busy." Tim rolled his eyes.
"I noticed that, or should I say, I heard it from guys coming in. It was on the radio that the night guard kept on all night." I smirked and walked away.
"Yea. The Socs are pretty angry. They almost got me cornered the other day, but I managed to take a detour that they couldn't follow me down. Or at least they couldn't follow me with a car." I could hear Tim following me out to the bar.
"I know you already know that I don't like what you're doing." He said as we sat down on the couch. I pulled my right leg up under me and rested my left over Tim's.
"I know you don't like it." I said as I sipped at my beer and ran my fingers over the edge of my book, causing it to make a flapping noise every time the pages fell back together. "Doesn't mean I'm gonna stop." Tim rolled his eyes and pushed my leg away. I smirked and sat up a little straighter on the couch.
"I figured you wouldn't stop." Tim said as he finished his beer and set the bottle on the floor. "So I want in on it." I raised my eyebrow at him.
"In on it? What'd ya mean?"
"I mean I want to know what you're planning. I mean, you can't be causing all this trouble without knowing how you want it to end." I bit my lip and looked at him. His eyes widened a little. "You have no idea what's going to happened, do you?" I shook my head. "That's bad planning. How do you not know this? This could all backfire on you if you don't have some sort of plan." I pierced my lips together.
"I'm sorry, but I haven't really been on the ball with planning all this out. The farthest I've gone with the planning is which houses get messed up." Tim sighed and shook his head.
"That's really dumb." He said and I turned my head away.
"I don't need your help with anything, Tim. I have this all under control." Tim sighed and leaned back against the couch.
"From the sounds of it, no you don't. But think what you like." He said. "And since you feel that way, I guess I won't tell you what Steven told me before I came over." I shrugged.
"Fine by me." I said before standing up. "I got places to be, I'll talk to you later."
"You're kicking me out?" He sounded slightly amused and I smirked.
"I never actually invited you in. You just walked through the door." Tim rolled his eyes and got up off the couch.
"I'll talk to you later then." He said. I nodded and waited for him to walk out the door before I made my way up to my room to get dressed. I had to go out to run some errands before I came back for my shift behind the bar.
As I ran my hairbrush through my hair, I wondered what Steven had told Tim, if he'd told him anything at all. Tim was notorious for lying, so he could've just been saying that to see if I would talk.
Smirking I walked out of the room and down to the door to put my sneakers on before heading out the door. Buck had taken the car because he had to go into the city for something, so I was forced to walk. But considering I was only walking over to the Curtis' place, it wasn't that bad; I'd just bum a ride off of Two- Bit or something later on when I needed to go into town.
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"Hey, Mia." Sodapop said as I walked through the door. "Where've you been lately?" I walked to the fridge and pulled out the chocolate milk.
"Out and about." I said as I fished around in the cupboard for a glass. "I've had some things to do."
"I bet you have." I turned when Steve came into the kitchen from the living room. "You've been the talk of the town for a week or so now." I raised an eyebrow at him as I finished the glass of milk and poured myself another one.
"Really? And what have the rumour mills been turning about lately?"
"That you and Shepard are dating." I nodded.
"True. But that can't be it, what else?"
"That you're the one doing the vandalism on the other side of town." I nearly choked but managed to keep it to a single cough.
"The trust that this town has in me." I said sarcastically. Steve and Soda glanced at each other before looking at me.
"So it's true then?" Soda looked upset when I kept quiet, basically giving it away.
"I guess that would explain the talk about a bunch of new boys in town lately. Friends of yours?" Steve asked. I figured I really didn't have a way out of this, so I put my glass by the sink and walked into the living room.
"The boys are from New York." I said simply as I sat down on the couch.
"And the point of trashing Socs houses?" Soda asked.
"Ain't you boys supposed to be at work?" I asked, trying to turn them away from the subject.
"The store is getting repainted." Steve said. "We don't have work for the next 3 days. Now stop changing the subject. What is the point of trashing the Socs houses?" I slouched on the couch.
"There really isn't a point of it." I said. "I'm just pissed that the Socs can get away with everything and not have to deal with any of the consequences. I've just been targeting certain houses, and there's only one last house. What happens after that," I shrugged. "I don't know. I haven't really thought about it." Steve and Soda shared another glance before Steve looked at me.
"Well you better start making plans," He said. "Cause I've heard that the Socs are more pissed then when Johnny killed that Bob kid. They want a fight something awful from what I heard from Trent."
"You trust that guy?" I asked. Trent was one of the Brumly boys. None of them were very smart, and less of them were trustworthy for information.
Steve shrugged.
"When it comes to fights, I trust them with info. They're always in on what's going on with the Socs." I sighed and stood up.
"Great." I said and walked to the door. "Now I have to plan for a fight."
"That ain't it either, Mia." Soda said. "There's gonna be a meeting at the school at some point. It's for parents so they can talk about what to do about the vandalism. The police are going crazy cause they can't find anything that would connect each vandalism to the other." I smirked. That was the whole idea. "They're sayin' that when they catch the guys who are doing this, even if they're underage, they're gonna do time in prison." This caught my attention and I turned to looked at him. Soda was starring down at the floor, his hands behind his back and his foot scuffing at the carpet. "Just be careful, alright? This ain't some petty crime that's just gonna get you some time in at the station prison; they'll send you up to the Oklahoma prison for this." I shrugged and opened the door, waving bye over my shoulder as I headed out. So the cops were sure they'd catch me. At the rate they were going, I'd like to see them try.
'Round and around I'd go, addicted to the numb
Living in the cold
The higher, the lower the down, down, down
Sick of being tired and sick of waiting
For another kind of fix
The damage is damning me down, down, down
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I'm really, really sorry this chapter took so long! D: I had a hard time writing it.
Sorry!
~Stay Gold!