**Temptations Begin**
Author's Note: Let me clear up a few things so you can understand things more easily. First of all, the four of them are not that popular. Don't get me wrong, I love Ash and Misty and of course, the characters I created, Scott and Kelly. Also, there may be suicidal thoughts, maybe even attempts of it throughout the chapters—but nothing serious, gory, or disgusting. I just rated this PG-13 because of vulgar language/scenes and like I just mentioned, suggestive suicide. At that, I leave you with chapter 2…enjoy. ^_^
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So you're standing on a ledge,
It looks like you might fall.
So far down,
Or maybe you were thinking about jumping.
Now you could have it all,
If you learned a little patience!
For though I cannot fly,
I'm not content to crawl!...
So give me a little credit,
Have in me a little faith!
I want to be with you forever,
If tomorrow's not too late!...
But it's always too late when you've got nothing
So you say!...
But you should never let the sun set on tomorrow,
Before the sun rises today...
IF I AM!
Another waste of everything you dreamed of,
I will let you down...
IF I AM!
Only here to watch as you suffer,
I will let you down...
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"Hey guysss I thhhhhink I'm getting ussssssed to this tongue ring!" Ash spit in his big commotion. The others just wiped their faces off secretly.
"Yeah, 'guess you are…" Misty said. Kelly smirked and crunched into her celery stick.
Ash, Scott, and the girls went on enjoying their lunches until they were excused from lunch onto the field for relaxation; in other words, recess. That Friday was a glorious day. The sun was gushing with light, and adding a crisp, cool breeze you adore when the fiery ball of sun is blazing its heat.
"Doesn't this weather kick ass?" Scott asked.
"Yeah its great, is that your favorite expression?" Misty added to the question, as well as answering it.
"No, I only asked 'doesn't this weather kick ass' once!" Scott, apparently had no idea what she was trying to prove.
Kelly, knowing him for so long, sighed at his pointless antics, "Oh, I'll kick your ass all right…" All four of the friends let out a long chuckle.
Life was good—but we'll see how long this statement lasts. Misty got up and told them to wait there for her, she needed to go to the bathroom. After a few minutes, she took care of her business and exited the lavatory.
The middle school was dead silent, so she tried to hurry out of there as soon as possible; who could blame her? After all, it was her first time in a new school. Soon, she was down to the second floor, only one more floor to go. When she placed her foot on the step, something was preventing her to move. Or was it someone? Misty felt a cold hand on her left shoulder, an open space to anyone who would walk down beside her. Whoever it was, pushed her against the railing and she clung to it, fearing as if she were about to fall.
"Hi there." The voice seemed to have a masculine tone to it, it was obvious it was a boy. The unknown stranger pushed himself onto her body and Misty had barely enough room to breathe. "Can you pay the toll?" He whispered to her ear.
"What…who are you?" She interrogated, Misty had a right to know who this bastard was. "What do you mean 'pay the toll?'"
He tittered and replied, "The name's Gary, a name you wouldn't want to forget…" Gary breathed his words upon her ear. "The toll for a pretty girl like you is for a nice, sweet kiss." She began to sweat at the back of her neck, the vibrant, red hair stuck to her neck and most of it hung over the side of the railing of two floors down. It doesn't look like much, but its one heck of a school, so you can imagine two floors…A few minutes went by while he was looking at her and plunged his tongue through her mouth.
Misty couldn't take this creep any longer, she shoved him across the stairs and fell flat on his ass on the concrete steps. That wasn't all, she wanted to teach Gary a lesson he'd never forget—kicking him in the sensitive spot where the Good Lord split him. She sprinted down to the first floor and hurled herself in the janitor's closet.
Misty didn't know what to do but bawl her eyes out; that was an unusual sight for a strong girl that had good, caring friends. The poor girl didn't even think of the odds of that happening to her. He probably figured that she was a new 'fish' that didn't know her ways from left to right to get off of one floor to another. The situation struck her like a bolt of lightning.
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Recess was now over. All the students continued back into the school to their homerooms.
"Where's Misty, it couldn't have taken her that long to go to the bathroom…unless…"
"Kelly, you're sick." Ash actually pronounced words clearly!
"WOW, you're not lisping anymore!" Scott exclaimed.
"Now THAT kicks ass!" Kelly nudged Scott, to let him know she was using his phrase, but he didn't get it. She and Ash started to laugh.
Though soon after the giggling, Misty never came back, nor was she anywhere to be found—At least by the three of her new friends. They encountered Gary on their way to the eighth grade floor—third floor, hence the floor between where Misty got hassled.
"Gary! Gary! Did you see Misty? Oh wait, let me explain to you how she look—" Kelly shouted, but obviously cut off.
"Shoulder-length wavy, carrot colored hair?"
"Yeah!" The trio got excited, thinking maybe Gary has already seen her.
"And…a blue tank top with slits in the jeans?"
"Man, you got it down pretty good…" Ash was interested in Gary's "psychic" intelligence. "I'm just worried about her…please tell us you've seen Misty…" The other two nodded pleadingly.
"Never saw anyone like her." Gary replied with a shrug, and walked in his homeroom. All three fell anime style.
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Meanwhile, Misty is eyeing a sharp blade in her hand; tenderly smoothing it down with her index finger...a teardrop fell on the blade.
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Sorry, everybody! I'm planning for the way end, IT WILL BE HAPPY…AAMRN'S ARE HAPPY…however many chapters I get, I'll make it happy, k? Thank you! **Leah**