For Disclaimer see Chapter One. Blue Moon doesn't belong to me. It belongs to LKH, one of the best damn writers in the world! The song Always belongs to Saliva.

Author's Note: If you're wondering what Broots, Kyle, Angelo, Lyle, and Emily look like, picture this (or you could picture what you think they would look like):

Kyle: Like the Adam Kaufman (a.k.a. The guy that played Parker on Buffy)

Emily: Like her mini adult self

Angelo: Like Seth Green (I couldn't decide who he should look like)

Broots: Like his mini adult self with hair ^_^

Lyle: Like his mini adult self

Chapter Two:

One Month Later

Friday Afternoon/Evening

"Did you finish Hindle's homework?" Jarod asked his girlfriend.

The pair sat in his bedroom, working on homework, so they had the rest of the weekend free. Jarod sat at his desk, while Miss Parker was stretched on his bed. Their teacher, Mr. Hindle, was a bastard of a man that hated kids and only worked at the school because the evil vice principal, Mr. Raines asked him to. Hindle always gave out lots of homework with questions that didn't even pertain to what they covered half the time. The only kid known to like him was Lyle, which wasn't a surprise.

"Yeah, about twenty minutes ago." The girl answered, not looking up from her English work.

"How?!"

"Y'know when we first met and I told you I wasn't that smart and I was saved by my good looks?"

"Yeah."

"I lied."

Jarod laughed and went over to her. He sat down on the bed beside her and looked over her shoulder to find that she wasn't working on her English work. Instead she was reading a book called: Blue Moon By: Laurell K. Hamilton, which was hidden behind her English book. He reached over her shoulder and snatched up the book.

"Hey!" she cried turning around and trying to get her book back, "I was reading that!"

"You were suppose to be doing your homework." Jarod easily kept the book from her reach.

"I know! But I needed a break! To much homework in one night!"

"I could've thought of a better way to take a break." He told her with a wink.

Miss Parker laughed and pushed him, so he was lying down. She straddled him and bent her head so she was an inch away from his.

"You mean, like this?" she asked filling the gap and kissing him.

A minute later, they broke apart and he nodded. They kissed again and he rolled, so she was under him. They ended up making out for an hour, then stopped and reluctantly, went back to work. Twenty minutes later, they ended up making out again. Around six o' clock, Miss Parker left and went home.

When she entered her house, her mother greeted her warmly with a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Did you get any of your work done?" she asked.

"Of course? What did you think I was going to do over there?" The teenager paused, "Wait, don't answer that."

Catherine laughed.

Sometime after eleven, Miss Parker went to bed. From the other end of the second story, she could hear her dad yelling.

"I can't believe she's going out with Jarod! She knows I don't like him! He'll probably end up getting her pregnant! I don't want him going out with her."

"Jarod is a good kid." She could hear her mother answer; "I like him and trust him. Why can't you? What did he ever do to you?"

"I don't have a reason. I just can't stand the boy."

"Jarod is a nice, hard working boy that treats our daughter like she's the only thing in the world that matters."

"And that's suppose to matter?!"

"It should. Her other boyfriends treated her like dirt and you liked them. Now that she finally has a boyfriend that really cares about her, you hate him. It's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!"

Miss Parker closed her eyes as her parents continued to argue. She was causing her parents to fight. They had never argued before. She quickly said a prayer and trying to block out the noise. When she couldn't tune out the voice, she got out of bed and grabbed her bathrobe, car keys, and cell phone.

Then she silently walked down stairs and got into her car. She started the car and drove out of the driveway, hoping her parents didn't hear. Half way down the block, she dialed Jarod's cell phone number. He answered on the second ring.

"Hello?" his sleep-filled voice greeted her.

"Jarod?"

"Michaelina, what's wrong?" his voice was suddenly very awake.

"My parents are fighting can I come over?"

"Yeah. I'll unlock the back door."

"Thanks, Jarod."

"Anything for you, Michaelina."

They hung up and the girl sighed softly. When she arrived at Jarod's house, she went to the back door and opened it. Stepping inside the kitchen, she could make out Jarod sitting on the counter.

"Hey." She said softly.

"Hey." He echoed, taking her into his arms and holding her.

A minute later, they broke apart and silently walked through the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. In his room, Miss Parker shed her robe and got into his bed beside him. They spooned together, both wide-awake.

"Are you going to be okay?" he asked her.

"Now I will be." She whispered, "This means so much to me."

"I'm always going to be here for you." He told her.

"Thank you." She smiled, "I'll always be here for you, too."

"I know." He said kissing her on her cheek.

They both drifted off into sleep.

Saturday Morning

Jarod was awoke by Miss Parker's frightened voice.

"Jarod, get up!" she was saying, "Your dad just found us and he's pissed!"

Fully waking and sitting up, he found his mother and father standing in his room. His mother's expression was neutral, while his father's was pissed. He looked at Miss Parker, whose face was blank.

"Jarod." His father said calmly, "What the hell is going on here?"

"Michaelina called me last night and told me her parents were fighting and she wanted to get out of the house, so she asked if she could come over, and I told her yes." The boy answered, "We didn't do anything."

His father's eyes went from his son's to the girl's. They were both sincere. The Major glanced at his wife, who nodded. He sighed.

"Do you're parents know you're here?" he asked.

Miss Parker shrugged. "What time is it?"

"Nine."

"They'll probably call my cell any minute."

As if on cue, the cell in her robe pocket rang. Miss Parker got up, took it out of her pocket, and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Where the hell are you?!" the angry voice belonged to her father.

"I couldn't sleep with you fighting with mom, so I went to Skyler's."

Skyler Summers was her other best friend besides Emily. She was also dating Kyle. If her parents called Skyler would back her story.

"Oh, well, don't do that again. Your mother just about had a heart attack."

"Tell mom, I'm sorry and I'm okay."

"I will. Bye, Angel."

Her father hung up before she could say good-bye. Rolling her eyes, she hung up and tossed her phone on his desk and sat back down. Major Charles stared at her expectantly.

"Skyler will cover for me." She answered.

That answer seemed good enough for the Major, because he and Margret left the room. The two teenagers let out relieved sighs and collapsed back down.

A few Hours Later

Miss Parker had showered and dressed, wearing some of Emily's clothes. She had her own toothbrush in Jarod's bathroom. And yes, he had his own bathroom. He said it was because he was the oldest. She laughed at that.

They were cuddled up on the couch in the living room, watching MTV2 Rock. The music video that was on was Always by Saliva.

I hear... a voice say "Don't be so blind"...

it's telling me all these things...

that you would probably hide...

am I... your one and only desire...

am I the reason you breath...

or am I the reason you cry...

Always... always... always... always... always... always... always...

I just can't live without you...

I love you... I hate you...

I can't get around you...

I breathe you... I taste you...

I can't live without you...

I just can't take anymore...

this life of solitude...

I guess that i'm out the door...

and now i'm done with you...

I feel... like you don't want me around...

I guess i'll pack all my things...

I guess i'll see you around...

Inside... it bottles up until now...

as I walk out your door...

all I hear is the sound...

Always... always... always... always... always... always... always...

I just can't live without you...

I love you... I hate you...

I can't get around you...

I breathe you... I taste you...

I can't live without you...

I just can't take anymore...

this life of solitude...

I guess that i'm out the door...

and now i'm done with you...

I love you... I hate you...

I can't live without you...

I left my head around your heart...

Why would you tear my world apart...

Always... always... always... always...

I see... the blood all over your hands...

does it make you feel... more like a man...

was it all... just a part of your plan...

this pistol's shakin' in my hands...

and all I hear is the sound...

I love you... I hate you...

I can't get around you...

I breathe you... I taste you...

I can't live without you...

I just can't take anymore...

this life of solitude...

I guess that i'm out the door...

and now i'm done with you...

I love you... I hate you...

I can't live without you...

I love you... I hate you...

I can't live without you...

I just can't take anymore...

this life of solitude...

I pick myself off the floor...

and now i'm done with you...

Always...Always... Always...

"I like this song." Murmured Miss Parker as the song ended.

"It can be our song." Jarod suggested.

A smile spread across the girl's lips. "I'd like that."