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Lana passed by a bunch oh homeless people looking for food in the trash. She wanted to go home but part of her wanted to stay out in the cold and die since nothing mattered anymore anyway. Her feet was getting sore because she was wearing high heels to impress Josh..But as you can see it didn't work. Lana wondered around the streets of NYC cold and alone. Once in the Central Park she sat down at one bench ignoring the muggers or rapists that could be nearby. Why did it matter anyway? Josh is gone.. She just sat down and cried.
Michael's parents were back and were still talking about how amazing the convention was. Lilly was of course listening all ears. Michael was just staring at them talk about it. He mostly nodded and smiled for most parts. His mind was wondering somewhere else. He was obviously suffocating in there heartly and very educational conversation. He decided to take a walk to get some fresh air.
"I'm going for a walk.." Michael solemnly interrupted.
"But it's so late, dear." Her mother said in a concern tone.
"I'll be fine..Don't worry if I'm not home by 12 call the SWAT team. My body would probably in some deserted forest anyway." He left the house sarcastically.
He was relieved to breath the fresh winter air of NYC. He walked in a relaxed motion..Not too slow and not too fast..Just relaxed. He stared at the windows of the shops and observed the people's behavior. He walked pass by homeless...Maybe even muggers...Executives..Etc. They weren't all the same. They were all different in their own unexplainable way. He was so fed up in observing that he didn't realize that he had reached Central Park.
Lana needed to go home because it was getting really late. But instead of standing up she just remained sitted staring in the cold darkness of the night. She took a deep breath and tears were falling down from her eyes again. I hate him... Her mind ping-ponged arguing whether to hate Josh or hate herself. Hating herself seemed more reasonable to her. Why? Because she thought..No she knew she was an idiot. A big ,idiotic airhead. It was true and she knew that now. She wanted to kill herself or get herself killed that night for she will be facing Josh the next day. She didn't want that. She wanted to stay away from him as much as possible. In between her tears a warm hand touched her shoulder. She hoped it was a mugger to kill her. She turned her head and found the person she really didn't want to see now.
"Hey Bitchin' Mc Bitch!" Michael greeted. "Out so early? Aren't you supposed to go to Josh's tonight? Besides what would you be doing here this late? Trying to get yourself killed or something? Michael asked trying to hide the concerns in his voice.
"Leave me alone. I'm not in the mood." Lana turned her back from Michael.
"Geez...PMS.." He teased.
"Shut up and go to hell." Lana stood up and started to walk.
"Hey, not my fault if Joshy didn't satisfy you enough." Michael didn't care if she was hurting her feelings. She deserved it.
"Go away!" Lana started crying while walking to the street.
Lana's tears shocked Michael. He knew he was teasing her too much but he didn't want to maker her cry. He caught up with Lana and made her stop for a while. Lana did stop but the sight of her in tears might as well be a warning to back off and go to hell. Michael didn't care about that somehow Lana was still a person underneath all that cheerleading-heartless-crap.
"Okay, fine I'm really sorry...I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Michael touched her hand apologizing sending waves to his spine.
Lana was quiet for a moment. The waves also reached her spine making her feel all..Weird. Lana pulled her hand back.
"It's not you okay?" Lana calmed down a little bit but was still crying.
"Sorry..I better get you a cab or something it's late and well its's dangerous out here." Michael escorted Lana to the street as they waited for a cab.
"I'm so sorry Michael..You don't have to do this I can take the train home." Lana stared at Michael.
"It's dangerous and well you might get raped or something." Michaels eyes were covered with his brown hair.
"Okay..Thanks Michael." The sound of Lana's soft voice blended in with the wind so perfectly that it hit Michael's ears so gently.
"Anytime.." Michael and Lana stopped talking after that . They got a can around 11 and Lana was so tired.
"I better bring you home.." Michael ushered Lana in the cab as he got in too.
"You don't have to do this you know." But Michael just stared at her then gave a smile.
They were silent halfway but Lana broke the silence which was really annoying her.
"I hate him.." She whispered.
"Excuse me?" Michael faced Lana and saw how her gold hair look amazing. Her eyes glittered no matter how much tears it had produced a while ago.
"I hate him.." She finally said out loud.
"Who?"Michael didn't want to push her or anything he was just so curious.
"Josh...Josh Richter." She slowly said in a soft voice.
"Uhh..Aren't you two like in-love?" Michael was getting intrigued with this news.
"He broke up with me a while ago." Michael didn't know what to say. He knew how devastated she was. He couldn't find the right words for this situations.
"Well..Uhh.." Michael stuttered for words. "I thought you looked kind of beautiful in that skirt." Michael wanted to smack his head on the glass for saying such a stupid thing.
"Really? Thanks!"
The two stayed quiet until they got back to Lana's house. He helped Lana go inside for she was very tired. He helped her to the sofa to rest. He was about to leave but her heard Lana's voice called.
"Thanks..for tonight..Michael." Lana stared at Michael's mysterious yet amazing face. She didn't know what she was feeling at that moment but all she knew was that it was great.
"Anytime Lana..." Michael took a step when Lana called again. This time Lana asked him to come closer.
"Please don't tell anyone about me and Josh." Lana hugged Michael and smelled his amazing scent. He smelled so fresh and clean. She wanted to get closer to him but there was like a barrier between the two of them. "You're pretty cool." That was her last words then Michael left without any words.
Michael got home around 12 and found her parents and Lilly asleep of course. He tried to remember Lana's scent. It was a smell of a girl's perfume no doubt about that. But she smelled so extraordinary in it. He lied down on his bed and thought about his day..About Mia..Wait a minute there was a shadow in his thoughts. A beautiful shadow..Lana Weiberger. He closed his eyes and fell asleep with Lana in his mind.
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Lana passed by a bunch oh homeless people looking for food in the trash. She wanted to go home but part of her wanted to stay out in the cold and die since nothing mattered anymore anyway. Her feet was getting sore because she was wearing high heels to impress Josh..But as you can see it didn't work. Lana wondered around the streets of NYC cold and alone. Once in the Central Park she sat down at one bench ignoring the muggers or rapists that could be nearby. Why did it matter anyway? Josh is gone.. She just sat down and cried.
Michael's parents were back and were still talking about how amazing the convention was. Lilly was of course listening all ears. Michael was just staring at them talk about it. He mostly nodded and smiled for most parts. His mind was wondering somewhere else. He was obviously suffocating in there heartly and very educational conversation. He decided to take a walk to get some fresh air.
"I'm going for a walk.." Michael solemnly interrupted.
"But it's so late, dear." Her mother said in a concern tone.
"I'll be fine..Don't worry if I'm not home by 12 call the SWAT team. My body would probably in some deserted forest anyway." He left the house sarcastically.
He was relieved to breath the fresh winter air of NYC. He walked in a relaxed motion..Not too slow and not too fast..Just relaxed. He stared at the windows of the shops and observed the people's behavior. He walked pass by homeless...Maybe even muggers...Executives..Etc. They weren't all the same. They were all different in their own unexplainable way. He was so fed up in observing that he didn't realize that he had reached Central Park.
Lana needed to go home because it was getting really late. But instead of standing up she just remained sitted staring in the cold darkness of the night. She took a deep breath and tears were falling down from her eyes again. I hate him... Her mind ping-ponged arguing whether to hate Josh or hate herself. Hating herself seemed more reasonable to her. Why? Because she thought..No she knew she was an idiot. A big ,idiotic airhead. It was true and she knew that now. She wanted to kill herself or get herself killed that night for she will be facing Josh the next day. She didn't want that. She wanted to stay away from him as much as possible. In between her tears a warm hand touched her shoulder. She hoped it was a mugger to kill her. She turned her head and found the person she really didn't want to see now.
"Hey Bitchin' Mc Bitch!" Michael greeted. "Out so early? Aren't you supposed to go to Josh's tonight? Besides what would you be doing here this late? Trying to get yourself killed or something? Michael asked trying to hide the concerns in his voice.
"Leave me alone. I'm not in the mood." Lana turned her back from Michael.
"Geez...PMS.." He teased.
"Shut up and go to hell." Lana stood up and started to walk.
"Hey, not my fault if Joshy didn't satisfy you enough." Michael didn't care if she was hurting her feelings. She deserved it.
"Go away!" Lana started crying while walking to the street.
Lana's tears shocked Michael. He knew he was teasing her too much but he didn't want to maker her cry. He caught up with Lana and made her stop for a while. Lana did stop but the sight of her in tears might as well be a warning to back off and go to hell. Michael didn't care about that somehow Lana was still a person underneath all that cheerleading-heartless-crap.
"Okay, fine I'm really sorry...I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Michael touched her hand apologizing sending waves to his spine.
Lana was quiet for a moment. The waves also reached her spine making her feel all..Weird. Lana pulled her hand back.
"It's not you okay?" Lana calmed down a little bit but was still crying.
"Sorry..I better get you a cab or something it's late and well its's dangerous out here." Michael escorted Lana to the street as they waited for a cab.
"I'm so sorry Michael..You don't have to do this I can take the train home." Lana stared at Michael.
"It's dangerous and well you might get raped or something." Michaels eyes were covered with his brown hair.
"Okay..Thanks Michael." The sound of Lana's soft voice blended in with the wind so perfectly that it hit Michael's ears so gently.
"Anytime.." Michael and Lana stopped talking after that . They got a can around 11 and Lana was so tired.
"I better bring you home.." Michael ushered Lana in the cab as he got in too.
"You don't have to do this you know." But Michael just stared at her then gave a smile.
They were silent halfway but Lana broke the silence which was really annoying her.
"I hate him.." She whispered.
"Excuse me?" Michael faced Lana and saw how her gold hair look amazing. Her eyes glittered no matter how much tears it had produced a while ago.
"I hate him.." She finally said out loud.
"Who?"Michael didn't want to push her or anything he was just so curious.
"Josh...Josh Richter." She slowly said in a soft voice.
"Uhh..Aren't you two like in-love?" Michael was getting intrigued with this news.
"He broke up with me a while ago." Michael didn't know what to say. He knew how devastated she was. He couldn't find the right words for this situations.
"Well..Uhh.." Michael stuttered for words. "I thought you looked kind of beautiful in that skirt." Michael wanted to smack his head on the glass for saying such a stupid thing.
"Really? Thanks!"
The two stayed quiet until they got back to Lana's house. He helped Lana go inside for she was very tired. He helped her to the sofa to rest. He was about to leave but her heard Lana's voice called.
"Thanks..for tonight..Michael." Lana stared at Michael's mysterious yet amazing face. She didn't know what she was feeling at that moment but all she knew was that it was great.
"Anytime Lana..." Michael took a step when Lana called again. This time Lana asked him to come closer.
"Please don't tell anyone about me and Josh." Lana hugged Michael and smelled his amazing scent. He smelled so fresh and clean. She wanted to get closer to him but there was like a barrier between the two of them. "You're pretty cool." That was her last words then Michael left without any words.
Michael got home around 12 and found her parents and Lilly asleep of course. He tried to remember Lana's scent. It was a smell of a girl's perfume no doubt about that. But she smelled so extraordinary in it. He lied down on his bed and thought about his day..About Mia..Wait a minute there was a shadow in his thoughts. A beautiful shadow..Lana Weiberger. He closed his eyes and fell asleep with Lana in his mind.
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