Falling to Pieces
Merton paced his lair, thinking about his predicament.
What is going to happen to me? Merton thought, miserably. Merton knew he would go to live with his father, there was no way he was letting Becky live with that abusive bastard.
Merton packed up his school stuff and remembered to grab his guitar. Recently he had joined a band, playing lead guitar and vocals. He and the band, played at the Factory on Saturday nights, and today he had practice.
Merton didn't want anyone to know about his parents yet, so he went about his day as normal. Well he tried, anyway. Merton was at his locker getting his Bio books. After he got the books out, realisation hit him.
My parents are getting divorced. Their decision is going to change my life. I won't see Becky and my Mom. My Dad could move out of town and I would have to change schools. Merton felt someone tap his shoulder.
"Yo Merton, you okay?" It was Tommy.
Merton stared impassively at him before replying, "Yeah." Merton closed his locker when Lori walked up to them.
"Hi Lori," Tommy said cheerfully.
"Hi Tommy, Merton," Lori said in an unusually chipper voice.
Merton was sick of being surrounded by happy people and walked away from his friends.
Tommy and Lori just stared after Merton, eyes wide.
LATER…
Merton grabbed his electric guitar and made his way to his friend, Dhani's house.
In his band there were four people; him, Dhani (Bass), James (Drums), and Devon (Guitar too). They practised every Thursday at Dhani's house. Merton secretly liked Dhani.
When she spoke the first things you noticed about her was her accent and her hair. Dhani moved to Pleasantville last year from Australia. She only celebrated Australian holidays and would sometimes get homesick.
Ever since Merton had known her, she had this cool hairstyle. It was long and straight, the top half was bleach blonde and the bottom half, neon blue.
She was really into rock music. Blink 182, being one of her favourites and Australian bands; The Living End, 28 Days, Regurgitator and Silverchair. The band had actually played a few of those songs, the band's name was Conspiracy of Conscience.
Devon was a Goth like Merton who was really heavily into Papa Roach, and System of a Down. He also wore black contacts.
James was a quiet and shy skateboarder, who was an incredible drummer. His music tastes leant towards the Offspring (pre-Americana), Greenday and Nirvana.
Merton knocked on Dhani's front door. He heard her laughing hysterically at something, probably her collection of The 12th Man cd's. They were CD's about cricket, a lot of send ups of famous Australian cricket dudes that Merton didn't know about.
He knocked on the door and he heard her growl in frustration. She opened the door with a scowl on her face, when she saw who it was her face softened.
"Hey Merton," she greeted coolly. She was wearing a black T-Shirt that said, "My mummy says I'm special."
"Hi, are Devon and James here?" Merton asked as he walked inside.
"No not yet, but they shouldn't be too far away." She resumed her CD and it was going on about an MCG, Rugs and Plugs and someone saying two and tchoo.
TBC…..
Okay, sorry for the Australian culture references but I had to make Dhani seem like an Australian. Britt Neval, if you read this you'll get it. Hopefully.
Yes this will be a Merton/Dhani fic. Dhani is my character and if you don't like her well Sphincter says? (Insert fart noise here)
Tell me what you think. Comments? Criticism? Suggestions?
I also love Lord of the Rings… ~Grabs Legolas and Frodo in bear hug, pets Legolas' hair~ I wuv you!! You are too cute!!!
Frodo and Legolas: ~sweatdrop~
Okay I'm going now…..
Merton paced his lair, thinking about his predicament.
What is going to happen to me? Merton thought, miserably. Merton knew he would go to live with his father, there was no way he was letting Becky live with that abusive bastard.
Merton packed up his school stuff and remembered to grab his guitar. Recently he had joined a band, playing lead guitar and vocals. He and the band, played at the Factory on Saturday nights, and today he had practice.
Merton didn't want anyone to know about his parents yet, so he went about his day as normal. Well he tried, anyway. Merton was at his locker getting his Bio books. After he got the books out, realisation hit him.
My parents are getting divorced. Their decision is going to change my life. I won't see Becky and my Mom. My Dad could move out of town and I would have to change schools. Merton felt someone tap his shoulder.
"Yo Merton, you okay?" It was Tommy.
Merton stared impassively at him before replying, "Yeah." Merton closed his locker when Lori walked up to them.
"Hi Lori," Tommy said cheerfully.
"Hi Tommy, Merton," Lori said in an unusually chipper voice.
Merton was sick of being surrounded by happy people and walked away from his friends.
Tommy and Lori just stared after Merton, eyes wide.
LATER…
Merton grabbed his electric guitar and made his way to his friend, Dhani's house.
In his band there were four people; him, Dhani (Bass), James (Drums), and Devon (Guitar too). They practised every Thursday at Dhani's house. Merton secretly liked Dhani.
When she spoke the first things you noticed about her was her accent and her hair. Dhani moved to Pleasantville last year from Australia. She only celebrated Australian holidays and would sometimes get homesick.
Ever since Merton had known her, she had this cool hairstyle. It was long and straight, the top half was bleach blonde and the bottom half, neon blue.
She was really into rock music. Blink 182, being one of her favourites and Australian bands; The Living End, 28 Days, Regurgitator and Silverchair. The band had actually played a few of those songs, the band's name was Conspiracy of Conscience.
Devon was a Goth like Merton who was really heavily into Papa Roach, and System of a Down. He also wore black contacts.
James was a quiet and shy skateboarder, who was an incredible drummer. His music tastes leant towards the Offspring (pre-Americana), Greenday and Nirvana.
Merton knocked on Dhani's front door. He heard her laughing hysterically at something, probably her collection of The 12th Man cd's. They were CD's about cricket, a lot of send ups of famous Australian cricket dudes that Merton didn't know about.
He knocked on the door and he heard her growl in frustration. She opened the door with a scowl on her face, when she saw who it was her face softened.
"Hey Merton," she greeted coolly. She was wearing a black T-Shirt that said, "My mummy says I'm special."
"Hi, are Devon and James here?" Merton asked as he walked inside.
"No not yet, but they shouldn't be too far away." She resumed her CD and it was going on about an MCG, Rugs and Plugs and someone saying two and tchoo.
TBC…..
Okay, sorry for the Australian culture references but I had to make Dhani seem like an Australian. Britt Neval, if you read this you'll get it. Hopefully.
Yes this will be a Merton/Dhani fic. Dhani is my character and if you don't like her well Sphincter says? (Insert fart noise here)
Tell me what you think. Comments? Criticism? Suggestions?
I also love Lord of the Rings… ~Grabs Legolas and Frodo in bear hug, pets Legolas' hair~ I wuv you!! You are too cute!!!
Frodo and Legolas: ~sweatdrop~
Okay I'm going now…..