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hard to keep posting, and I know its cliché but I'm really really busy, I
have like 15 days left of HIGH SCHOOL and like 30 days left till graduation
so there is a lot going on but I'm really trying! As always, Reviews =
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"Umph" Shelby groaned as a rock hard pillow slammed into her face.
"Get up!!!! You need to get ready! You have a tour to give today remember??" Juliette's perpetual giddiness shone brighter than the glaring sun in Shelby's eyes.
"Get away from me you freak! Shouldn't you be in the bathroom for your pre- breakfast toilet fest?"
"Shelby, I will not let your personal defensive tactics make me feel bad. You should get up today is gonna be so exciting!"
"What are you? and when do they want you back?" Daisy sat up in bed and questioned.
"Come on guys, knock it off, we're all up anyhow so why don't we just get ready" Kat threw off her covers and headed for the bathroom.
"Queenie, one day... one day Queenie" Shelby tried unsuccessfully one more time to
retreat under the covers. This time, they came flying back off her.
"YOU ARE SUCH A B..."
"uh uh uh Shelby, I hope you were about to finish that sentence with 'beautiful young woman who looks 10 years younger than her actual age" Sophie Becker raised her eyebrow
"Uh, you read my mind"
"Ah... just call me Miss. Cleo. Time to get up, you have to report to Peter's office in less than an hour for your newbie."
"I'm already there!" Shelby relented sarcastically as she stepped from her bed.
"I'm already there..." she sighed and stepped into the bathroom. This was going to be the never-ending day from hell.
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"So.. How's the bagel" Bosco was on his 12th attempt at conversation with Marissa and she was not having it. She was fuming and hated him with every fiber of her 17yr old existence. How dare he. She wasn't some punk crack whore. What happened to her could have happened to anyone. She knew what she was doing and she didn't need some mountain herd and their leaders to tell her how to control her own life.
"Not like the city I know, but its not so bad, I mean, a bagels a bagel right?" again no response
"Right, well, I'll mail you a bag of bagels from home.. yea"
Marissa just glared at him and then returned her gaze to the window where it had been situated for the past 4 hours.
"Are you ever gonna talk to me?"
Silence.
"Fuckin ridiculous" he muttered under his breath "Thats it" He pulled the car to the side of the road. Bosco shut off the ignition and looked at his sister whose eyes were still focused on the nothing outside her window. He sighed and stared at the steering wheel, quietly contemplating to himself.
"Marissa I'm doin this FOR YOU, I know you don't--"
"Oh kiss my ass, for ME? You're doing this FOR ME? Since when are you such an expert on what's good for me? How would you know?? Your life has been fixin a whole city's problems! It's never been about us, it's been about pent up resentment from dad and runnin away from it! Are you really shocked that Mikey sells, or that this happened? Well yea, you must be shocked cause this must be out of the blue for you, but for us? For us it's been the air we breathe. So don't blame Mikey, Mikey is all I've had for the past god knows how many years so for you to give me this shit about how this is FOR ME, fuck you Maurice, this is for you, its to clear YOUR conscience. So, either turn this car around and take me back to civilization or keep driving, make up your mind, and let's go"
The words stung like acid in an open wound. He listened to her speak and he heard the anger and hatred, the hurt. Although most of him knew she was right, knew he HADN'T been around, knew that he was fighting for everyone else so he wouldn't have to fight for anything too close to him, another part refused to hear it, refused to accept it. He said nothing else but put the car in drive and drove the next 15 miles in complete silence.
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"So, what's her glitch?" Shelby leaned back in a chair in Peter's office playing with a strand of her hair, bored and annoyed.
"You know I can't reveal that until she's ready, and when she's ready she'll tell you herself."
"Oh please, you'll break her down in one group session"
"I prefer to think of it as gently persuading her to open up"
"Yea the sinful circle of sharing."
"Shelby, please, try to leave the poison out with this one. I don't think you'll get quite the same response. She's not the usual personality. She doesn't belong to a yacht club and she's not gonna be scared of you." Peter glanced up with half a smile.
"Well then, if she's not gonna be scared of me, why should I be anything but myself?" Shelby shrugged with a smirk and walked out of the room.
"I can see where this is going..." Peter dropped his head to the desk and laughed lightly.
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The car slowed to a stop outside what looked like a wooden hut, well, a cabin, same thing. Marissa opened the door and climbed out.
"Ugh" she lifted up her leg to inspect the damage to her heels. Her precious black maddens had been drowned in a puddle of mud. Luckily, it was only the bottoms of the heels, it would be easy to conceal any damage. Marissa looked up with disgust, the air was much thinner, cleaner, if it wasn't for the pungent odor of... trees, it could almost be bearable. A squirrel jumped from its branch and scampered past her feet.
"AAAAAHH" she shrieked and ran behind the car.
"I don't care if you ship me off to a boarding school in GERMANY, you are NOT leavin me here. Maurice!!! There are animals, and .... OH GOD, there's gotta be like 4974937 million spiders, Maurice I will hunt you down and sever your head if you think for two seconds that you are leav..."
"Good morning, how was your drive?" Peter's voice interrupt Marissa's scene.
Marissa rolled her eyes and threw her hands up in exasperation.
"Just peachy" she mumbled as she reached into the back to pull out her bag.
"I'm Peter Scarbrow" he extended his hand to Bosco
"Pete" Bosco nodded his head in acknowledgement "Maurice Boscorelli, we spoke on the phone" he shook Peter's hand. "This is Marissa" Marissa just glared with half a smirk.
"Marissa, You can call me Peter and this is Sophie, Sophie Becker, It's very informal around here."
"I can see that" she glanced at his flannel shirt and white wash jeans with repulsion. "I guess it's a cultural thing up here" she wrinkled her nose and continued to pull out her bags.
"Marissa..." Bosco warned
"Bite me" she walked past him with her bags "Where do you want me?" Marissa popped her gum in her mouth and waited, bored.
"Uh. You can go with Sophie while I talk to your brother"
"Right, my 'brother'"
Bosco looked down and ran his fingers through his hair. As soon as she was out of his sight he sighed and leaned against the car.
"Long drive?"
"You can say that"
"To be honest, she's handling this better than most of the kids we see around here"
Bosco laughed slightly at this. "Nah, she's just real good at hidin stuff"
"Run in the family?"
Bosco just looked up at him, startled and confused.
"So uh, do I have to like, sign her in or somthin?"
"Yea, right this way"
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After Sophie gave Marissa the speech and she had been searched and given a physical, Sophie led her out to the hall where she could say good-bye to her brother and meet Shelby. Meanwhile, Peter had just finished explaining everything to Bosco and again, reassured him that she would be fine.
"Well, we'll give you guys a couple minutes to yourselves to say your goodbyes"
Bosco started to nod his head but Marissa diverged.
"It won't be necessary, I think we've said all that needs to be said, I mean we have been trapped in a car together for the past 2 days, I don't think there's anything left that needs to be discussed" Bosco looked at her sharply and Peter and Sophie exchanged concerned glances.
"So what are you saying? You don't wanna say goodbye?"
"Goodbye Maurice, satisfied?" with that she turned and left the room.
"Fuck! "Bosco punched a wall and yelled.
"This is very common..." Sophie began..
"Don't! " he threw his arms up "Just fix her" He stormed out of the room into his car and sped off without looking back.
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"Ow!"
"Watch where you're going!"
The two girls collided into each other as Marissa stormed out of the room.
"Watch where I'M going??"
"Yes, what are you mentally challenged, do you need me to spell it on the wall?" Shelby put a hand on her hip and sneered.
Marissa, unamused, crossed her arms and leaned back.
"It's called Midol." Marissa pushed past a shocked Shelby and moved on down the hall to check out her surroundings.
"Shelby! Good you're here, I'll get Marissa"
"I think we already met and I highly suggest you find someone else to give her the grand tour"
"What did you do Shelby" Peter stepped out of his office
"Me? why dont you ask the speeding train who so conveniently barreled into ME and then tried to blame me for crashing into her."
"You did crash into me, you were walking on right side of the hall, everyone knows you walk WITH the traffic, not against it. They have reasons for that, its so things like this don't happen." Marissa rolled her eyes at this common knowledge
"She has a point" Sophie spoke thoughtfully after ingesting the words.
"Of course I do, who's mentally challenged now Barbie"
Shelby lunged for Marissa but Peter held her back.
"Peter, I really think you should enlist someone else as the honorary guide," Shelby stated through gritted teeth.
"I tend to agree" Marissa offered casually.
"No, I think it's a good idea if Shelby shows you around" Sophie countered "A really good idea"
Both girls rolled there eyes and gave in.
"Come on Barbie, lets go Barbie..." Marissa sang under her breath, mocking the late 90's freak smash hit 'Barbie girl'
"Oh you've gotta be kidding me" Shelby rolled her eyes and pushed open the door leading Marissa out onto the campgrounds.
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"Umph" Shelby groaned as a rock hard pillow slammed into her face.
"Get up!!!! You need to get ready! You have a tour to give today remember??" Juliette's perpetual giddiness shone brighter than the glaring sun in Shelby's eyes.
"Get away from me you freak! Shouldn't you be in the bathroom for your pre- breakfast toilet fest?"
"Shelby, I will not let your personal defensive tactics make me feel bad. You should get up today is gonna be so exciting!"
"What are you? and when do they want you back?" Daisy sat up in bed and questioned.
"Come on guys, knock it off, we're all up anyhow so why don't we just get ready" Kat threw off her covers and headed for the bathroom.
"Queenie, one day... one day Queenie" Shelby tried unsuccessfully one more time to
retreat under the covers. This time, they came flying back off her.
"YOU ARE SUCH A B..."
"uh uh uh Shelby, I hope you were about to finish that sentence with 'beautiful young woman who looks 10 years younger than her actual age" Sophie Becker raised her eyebrow
"Uh, you read my mind"
"Ah... just call me Miss. Cleo. Time to get up, you have to report to Peter's office in less than an hour for your newbie."
"I'm already there!" Shelby relented sarcastically as she stepped from her bed.
"I'm already there..." she sighed and stepped into the bathroom. This was going to be the never-ending day from hell.
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"So.. How's the bagel" Bosco was on his 12th attempt at conversation with Marissa and she was not having it. She was fuming and hated him with every fiber of her 17yr old existence. How dare he. She wasn't some punk crack whore. What happened to her could have happened to anyone. She knew what she was doing and she didn't need some mountain herd and their leaders to tell her how to control her own life.
"Not like the city I know, but its not so bad, I mean, a bagels a bagel right?" again no response
"Right, well, I'll mail you a bag of bagels from home.. yea"
Marissa just glared at him and then returned her gaze to the window where it had been situated for the past 4 hours.
"Are you ever gonna talk to me?"
Silence.
"Fuckin ridiculous" he muttered under his breath "Thats it" He pulled the car to the side of the road. Bosco shut off the ignition and looked at his sister whose eyes were still focused on the nothing outside her window. He sighed and stared at the steering wheel, quietly contemplating to himself.
"Marissa I'm doin this FOR YOU, I know you don't--"
"Oh kiss my ass, for ME? You're doing this FOR ME? Since when are you such an expert on what's good for me? How would you know?? Your life has been fixin a whole city's problems! It's never been about us, it's been about pent up resentment from dad and runnin away from it! Are you really shocked that Mikey sells, or that this happened? Well yea, you must be shocked cause this must be out of the blue for you, but for us? For us it's been the air we breathe. So don't blame Mikey, Mikey is all I've had for the past god knows how many years so for you to give me this shit about how this is FOR ME, fuck you Maurice, this is for you, its to clear YOUR conscience. So, either turn this car around and take me back to civilization or keep driving, make up your mind, and let's go"
The words stung like acid in an open wound. He listened to her speak and he heard the anger and hatred, the hurt. Although most of him knew she was right, knew he HADN'T been around, knew that he was fighting for everyone else so he wouldn't have to fight for anything too close to him, another part refused to hear it, refused to accept it. He said nothing else but put the car in drive and drove the next 15 miles in complete silence.
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"So, what's her glitch?" Shelby leaned back in a chair in Peter's office playing with a strand of her hair, bored and annoyed.
"You know I can't reveal that until she's ready, and when she's ready she'll tell you herself."
"Oh please, you'll break her down in one group session"
"I prefer to think of it as gently persuading her to open up"
"Yea the sinful circle of sharing."
"Shelby, please, try to leave the poison out with this one. I don't think you'll get quite the same response. She's not the usual personality. She doesn't belong to a yacht club and she's not gonna be scared of you." Peter glanced up with half a smile.
"Well then, if she's not gonna be scared of me, why should I be anything but myself?" Shelby shrugged with a smirk and walked out of the room.
"I can see where this is going..." Peter dropped his head to the desk and laughed lightly.
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The car slowed to a stop outside what looked like a wooden hut, well, a cabin, same thing. Marissa opened the door and climbed out.
"Ugh" she lifted up her leg to inspect the damage to her heels. Her precious black maddens had been drowned in a puddle of mud. Luckily, it was only the bottoms of the heels, it would be easy to conceal any damage. Marissa looked up with disgust, the air was much thinner, cleaner, if it wasn't for the pungent odor of... trees, it could almost be bearable. A squirrel jumped from its branch and scampered past her feet.
"AAAAAHH" she shrieked and ran behind the car.
"I don't care if you ship me off to a boarding school in GERMANY, you are NOT leavin me here. Maurice!!! There are animals, and .... OH GOD, there's gotta be like 4974937 million spiders, Maurice I will hunt you down and sever your head if you think for two seconds that you are leav..."
"Good morning, how was your drive?" Peter's voice interrupt Marissa's scene.
Marissa rolled her eyes and threw her hands up in exasperation.
"Just peachy" she mumbled as she reached into the back to pull out her bag.
"I'm Peter Scarbrow" he extended his hand to Bosco
"Pete" Bosco nodded his head in acknowledgement "Maurice Boscorelli, we spoke on the phone" he shook Peter's hand. "This is Marissa" Marissa just glared with half a smirk.
"Marissa, You can call me Peter and this is Sophie, Sophie Becker, It's very informal around here."
"I can see that" she glanced at his flannel shirt and white wash jeans with repulsion. "I guess it's a cultural thing up here" she wrinkled her nose and continued to pull out her bags.
"Marissa..." Bosco warned
"Bite me" she walked past him with her bags "Where do you want me?" Marissa popped her gum in her mouth and waited, bored.
"Uh. You can go with Sophie while I talk to your brother"
"Right, my 'brother'"
Bosco looked down and ran his fingers through his hair. As soon as she was out of his sight he sighed and leaned against the car.
"Long drive?"
"You can say that"
"To be honest, she's handling this better than most of the kids we see around here"
Bosco laughed slightly at this. "Nah, she's just real good at hidin stuff"
"Run in the family?"
Bosco just looked up at him, startled and confused.
"So uh, do I have to like, sign her in or somthin?"
"Yea, right this way"
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After Sophie gave Marissa the speech and she had been searched and given a physical, Sophie led her out to the hall where she could say good-bye to her brother and meet Shelby. Meanwhile, Peter had just finished explaining everything to Bosco and again, reassured him that she would be fine.
"Well, we'll give you guys a couple minutes to yourselves to say your goodbyes"
Bosco started to nod his head but Marissa diverged.
"It won't be necessary, I think we've said all that needs to be said, I mean we have been trapped in a car together for the past 2 days, I don't think there's anything left that needs to be discussed" Bosco looked at her sharply and Peter and Sophie exchanged concerned glances.
"So what are you saying? You don't wanna say goodbye?"
"Goodbye Maurice, satisfied?" with that she turned and left the room.
"Fuck! "Bosco punched a wall and yelled.
"This is very common..." Sophie began..
"Don't! " he threw his arms up "Just fix her" He stormed out of the room into his car and sped off without looking back.
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"Ow!"
"Watch where you're going!"
The two girls collided into each other as Marissa stormed out of the room.
"Watch where I'M going??"
"Yes, what are you mentally challenged, do you need me to spell it on the wall?" Shelby put a hand on her hip and sneered.
Marissa, unamused, crossed her arms and leaned back.
"It's called Midol." Marissa pushed past a shocked Shelby and moved on down the hall to check out her surroundings.
"Shelby! Good you're here, I'll get Marissa"
"I think we already met and I highly suggest you find someone else to give her the grand tour"
"What did you do Shelby" Peter stepped out of his office
"Me? why dont you ask the speeding train who so conveniently barreled into ME and then tried to blame me for crashing into her."
"You did crash into me, you were walking on right side of the hall, everyone knows you walk WITH the traffic, not against it. They have reasons for that, its so things like this don't happen." Marissa rolled her eyes at this common knowledge
"She has a point" Sophie spoke thoughtfully after ingesting the words.
"Of course I do, who's mentally challenged now Barbie"
Shelby lunged for Marissa but Peter held her back.
"Peter, I really think you should enlist someone else as the honorary guide," Shelby stated through gritted teeth.
"I tend to agree" Marissa offered casually.
"No, I think it's a good idea if Shelby shows you around" Sophie countered "A really good idea"
Both girls rolled there eyes and gave in.
"Come on Barbie, lets go Barbie..." Marissa sang under her breath, mocking the late 90's freak smash hit 'Barbie girl'
"Oh you've gotta be kidding me" Shelby rolled her eyes and pushed open the door leading Marissa out onto the campgrounds.
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REVIEW REVIW REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haha sorry but seriously, I can't keep writing this unless I get more reviews! ~ S.S.