Cloak*and*Dagger: Here you have it ladies and gents! In one day I have
written two chapters AND a sequel!!! That's right, you heard me, SEQUEL! I
decided that the run off idea was a bit confusing to everyone, so I think
that I'm either making this a series or this is just plain ol' the sequel!
Now if any of you are wondering about the title, well that's what I get for
listening to 'This Used to be My Playground'. It's from the movie 'League
Of Our Own', I don't like it too much, but the sound track is good, and
well the one I listen to just happens to be depressing. That's actually
what gave me the idea for this fic!
Thanks To: Everyone one who reviewed Once In a Life Time. You have no clue how much that meant to me. Without all of you I probably would have never gotten off of my lazy ass to actually finish that story, let alone write a sequel. You guys are the best reviewers an authoress could ask for! I'd list you all each by name, but I'd probably forget someone, and then get a nasty flame, which I don't want. But feel special, all of you, because I'm dedicating this story, not just the first chapter but the WHOLE story, to you! Give yourselves a pat on the back, you deserve it!
SAY GOODBYE TO YESTURDAY
IMPORTANT!!!! Ah, thought you'd escaped these, hadn't you? ^_^; I just thought that you should know this story takes place approximately two months after the last story. The last one started in the summer, so I figure it's the beginning of the school year for poor Laky-chan.
Disclaimer: I own Lakota, so please if you ever use her in a fic, ask me first. I also own the characters you don't recognize (ex: Friends, Family.) The town of Elensvale is based on Hopewell Jct. NY. And finally I do not own the Slayers.
Chapter1: Ron Ray Blues.
Hey, remember me, Lakota? Good I was worried for a minute. Despite the fact that my adventure in the Slayers world was over that didn't mean that nothing was going to happen, although I certainly had thought so. When I went to the mall with James and everyone, I told them everything that had happened. They all tried to tell me that it was some elaborate dream, but I couldn't... no, *didn't want to* believe then. I even tried to come up with evidence that it happened. Like my heart problems, ever since my 'dream' I hadn't blacked out or had any pains, and I wasn't even taking my medicine anymore! But my doctor said that it was all due to hormonal imbalance, (*coughBULLSH*cough*) but I was still convinced that it was because Zelgadis had healed me. It didn't matter what I did, I just couldn't convince them that it happened, so in the end I just stopped talking about it. It was just frustrating to have no one believe you, but as I said before I was in no mood for self-pity, so I tried not to think of it.
After that the rest of my summer went rather smoothly, though I found myself becoming a little quieter everyday. My parents thought it was because I was entering what they referred to as 'the fickle teenage years'. Really it was because I missed the three Slayers that I had gotten to know. Anyway as I said the rest of my summer went smoothly, a little hectic with both of my older sisters (Janie and Christine incase you forgot their names) going to college. I admit, towards the end of the summer I got back to acting like me again, because of the thought that this was going to be a fun year. My first year at Ron Ray High School! Another thing that cheered me up was the thought that I'd get home before either of my parents, and they traveled so much that they would hardly be home anyway.
That didn't sound right. What I meant was that I liked being home alone. Anyway, the story I want to tell starts about two months after my last one left off (In other words September.)
I was at the billiards hall in town with Ford and James, shooting pool. It was just like any other day, except today there was a new rumor going around town (They don't call the billiards hall 'Gossip Alley' for nothing.) Not being one to gossip (I find that it's usually untrue anyway, and just kinda rude) I kept playing, but another friend of ours, Sahra (the one who let me borrow the Slayers Box set) came over to us.
"Did you hear?" She asked excitedly.
The three of us looked up at her.
"Obviously not," she said trying not to giggle. "There's a new kid in town! Rumor is he's a senior!" she said, sounding like the giddy little schoolgirl she was.
Now please understand I live in a small town. If there were a new person in town everybody would know within a day. My school only had about one hundred people per grade.
James, who was a senior, was more excited than Ford or me. To him this was an opportunity to make a new friend. To us this was just another threat of someone stuffing us in our lockers. Sahra seemed to be on the in-between. She looked over to me and grinned.
"What?" I asked, I couldn't help but feel nervous around that grin.
"I saw him he was pretty hott."
"What's you're point?" I asked, this didn't sound good.
"I'm saying that maybe it's time you got a boyfriend, Kota."
"WHAT?!? Are you crazy! He's a senior I'm a freshman! Plus I don't even know him!" Almost everyone in the joint had heard me. I looked around and smiled shyly, then turned back to Sahra who was getting the lecture of her life by James (Who had taken it onto himself to become my unofficial big brother since both of my sisters were gone.) **************************************************************************** ***
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
5:45AM my alarm goes off. Friday September 14th, it was my birthday! I got up turned my alarm off, quietly got dressed, and went downstairs. I ate a bag of mini-muffins while checking my email, and signed off line at 6:35 so I could go catch the school bus. I was a little chilly out so I grabbed my blue zipper sweatshirt. Putting on my headphones (I have my CD player in my backpack) I sang along to 'Novocaine for the Soul' by the EELS. Which went as follows (I know what you're thinking! Why the HELL are you tell us this? I figure if I have to suffer through it everyday, then I might as well share it with you!) :
Life is hard,
And so am I,
You better give me something,
So I don't die,
Novocaine for the soul,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Life is white,
And I am black,
Jesus and his lawyer,
Are coming back,
Oh my darlin' will you be here,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
*Silence*
Guess whose livin' here with the great undead,
He's prettified numbers life is fucking with me head,
Once again,
Life is good,
And I feel great,
'Cuz Mother says I was,
A great mistake,
Novocaine for the soul,
You better give me somethin' to fill the hole,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out.... **************************************************************************** ***
After I got off the bus, I walked quickly to my locker, not bothering to stop at any of the invitations to talk. Once I had all of the books I needed for the day I decided to find Ford before Homeroom started. Luckily he wasn't too far away.
"I saw the new guy," he said with a faint smile on his face.
"And?" I asked not all that interested.
"I think you might like him. His shirt reminded me of you, it said Caffeine Junkie on it."
I furrowed my brow, hadn't that been the shirt Zelgadis had worn at my house?
*BING BING BING*
"First bell, I have a bit of a hike to science, so I'll see you in study hall ok?" Ford said hastily. "By the way, Happy Birthday!" He called over his shoulder.
I shook my head smiling, and walked over to my first period German class. **************************************************************************** ***
First period German, and second period Math seemed to drag on forever, but the bell finally rang for third period. I smiled and made my way down the stairs, and the to my left to the cafeteria. Third period was the best of the day. I had study with almost all of my friends, and a few seniors, like James, would always stop by to talk for a bit.
Sitting down in my normal spot on the lunch table bench, I waited for one of my friends to get there before I went off to the ice cream machine to buy my daily Italian Icy. Almost all of my friends where there before I finally stood to bye my food, but James chose that exact moment to come over from the other side of the study hall (The cafeteria has a divider wall on one side 9th-10th grade on the other side 11th-12th grade.)
"Hey Kota!"
"Hi James. Where's Roamanthony?" I asked.
"Oh, he's talking to the new guy.. We where all going to hang out after school and show the new kid around town, you and Ford feel like coming?" (Ever since I could remember James had looked after me, and Roamanthony after Ford, I remember one time when I was in first grade and they were in fifth grade, they almost beat up a third grade boy for picking on me.)
"Sure, my parents won't be home 'til 5 so I'll have some time to kill." **************************************************************************** ***
After school we met by the football field. Ford and I were sitting on the bleachers, when James and Roamanthony walked up with a boy who was only a head or so taller than me. His hair was a dark cross between black, blue, and purple, his bangs covering half of his face, while the rest of it tried to flip out in opposite directions. His eyes were an even darker blue than mine, with and odd oriental-ish upward slant to them that looked odd compared to his pale European complexion. He was wearing something that looked like it belonged in my closet, a pair of black, only slightly baggy jeans, a gray t-shirt that said "Caffeine Junky" with a picture of a large steaming cappuccino cup on it, and a pair of black semi-fingerless gloves. He was also wearing a hat that covered most of what his hair didn't. (Sound Familiar?) I felt like I was going to faint.
"Ford, Kota, this is Zelgadis," Roamanthony introduced.
"Zelgadis, as in the guys from Slayers?" Ford asked trying not to laugh.
"It's a show they watch," James explained to Zel.
We started to walk around town, talking, (which was very strained on my part) because Zelgadis seemed to be staring at me the whole time. The only thing that was worse then that was the fact there wasn't the faintest glimmer of recognition in his eyes.
This was the worse birthday present ever! A friend who couldn't remember me at all! But if he couldn't remember me then why was he staring? ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Cloak*and*Dagger: Tune in next time to see what happens! REVIEW PLEASE!!
Thanks To: Everyone one who reviewed Once In a Life Time. You have no clue how much that meant to me. Without all of you I probably would have never gotten off of my lazy ass to actually finish that story, let alone write a sequel. You guys are the best reviewers an authoress could ask for! I'd list you all each by name, but I'd probably forget someone, and then get a nasty flame, which I don't want. But feel special, all of you, because I'm dedicating this story, not just the first chapter but the WHOLE story, to you! Give yourselves a pat on the back, you deserve it!
SAY GOODBYE TO YESTURDAY
IMPORTANT!!!! Ah, thought you'd escaped these, hadn't you? ^_^; I just thought that you should know this story takes place approximately two months after the last story. The last one started in the summer, so I figure it's the beginning of the school year for poor Laky-chan.
Disclaimer: I own Lakota, so please if you ever use her in a fic, ask me first. I also own the characters you don't recognize (ex: Friends, Family.) The town of Elensvale is based on Hopewell Jct. NY. And finally I do not own the Slayers.
Chapter1: Ron Ray Blues.
Hey, remember me, Lakota? Good I was worried for a minute. Despite the fact that my adventure in the Slayers world was over that didn't mean that nothing was going to happen, although I certainly had thought so. When I went to the mall with James and everyone, I told them everything that had happened. They all tried to tell me that it was some elaborate dream, but I couldn't... no, *didn't want to* believe then. I even tried to come up with evidence that it happened. Like my heart problems, ever since my 'dream' I hadn't blacked out or had any pains, and I wasn't even taking my medicine anymore! But my doctor said that it was all due to hormonal imbalance, (*coughBULLSH*cough*) but I was still convinced that it was because Zelgadis had healed me. It didn't matter what I did, I just couldn't convince them that it happened, so in the end I just stopped talking about it. It was just frustrating to have no one believe you, but as I said before I was in no mood for self-pity, so I tried not to think of it.
After that the rest of my summer went rather smoothly, though I found myself becoming a little quieter everyday. My parents thought it was because I was entering what they referred to as 'the fickle teenage years'. Really it was because I missed the three Slayers that I had gotten to know. Anyway as I said the rest of my summer went smoothly, a little hectic with both of my older sisters (Janie and Christine incase you forgot their names) going to college. I admit, towards the end of the summer I got back to acting like me again, because of the thought that this was going to be a fun year. My first year at Ron Ray High School! Another thing that cheered me up was the thought that I'd get home before either of my parents, and they traveled so much that they would hardly be home anyway.
That didn't sound right. What I meant was that I liked being home alone. Anyway, the story I want to tell starts about two months after my last one left off (In other words September.)
I was at the billiards hall in town with Ford and James, shooting pool. It was just like any other day, except today there was a new rumor going around town (They don't call the billiards hall 'Gossip Alley' for nothing.) Not being one to gossip (I find that it's usually untrue anyway, and just kinda rude) I kept playing, but another friend of ours, Sahra (the one who let me borrow the Slayers Box set) came over to us.
"Did you hear?" She asked excitedly.
The three of us looked up at her.
"Obviously not," she said trying not to giggle. "There's a new kid in town! Rumor is he's a senior!" she said, sounding like the giddy little schoolgirl she was.
Now please understand I live in a small town. If there were a new person in town everybody would know within a day. My school only had about one hundred people per grade.
James, who was a senior, was more excited than Ford or me. To him this was an opportunity to make a new friend. To us this was just another threat of someone stuffing us in our lockers. Sahra seemed to be on the in-between. She looked over to me and grinned.
"What?" I asked, I couldn't help but feel nervous around that grin.
"I saw him he was pretty hott."
"What's you're point?" I asked, this didn't sound good.
"I'm saying that maybe it's time you got a boyfriend, Kota."
"WHAT?!? Are you crazy! He's a senior I'm a freshman! Plus I don't even know him!" Almost everyone in the joint had heard me. I looked around and smiled shyly, then turned back to Sahra who was getting the lecture of her life by James (Who had taken it onto himself to become my unofficial big brother since both of my sisters were gone.) **************************************************************************** ***
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
5:45AM my alarm goes off. Friday September 14th, it was my birthday! I got up turned my alarm off, quietly got dressed, and went downstairs. I ate a bag of mini-muffins while checking my email, and signed off line at 6:35 so I could go catch the school bus. I was a little chilly out so I grabbed my blue zipper sweatshirt. Putting on my headphones (I have my CD player in my backpack) I sang along to 'Novocaine for the Soul' by the EELS. Which went as follows (I know what you're thinking! Why the HELL are you tell us this? I figure if I have to suffer through it everyday, then I might as well share it with you!) :
Life is hard,
And so am I,
You better give me something,
So I don't die,
Novocaine for the soul,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Life is white,
And I am black,
Jesus and his lawyer,
Are coming back,
Oh my darlin' will you be here,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
*Silence*
Guess whose livin' here with the great undead,
He's prettified numbers life is fucking with me head,
Once again,
Life is good,
And I feel great,
'Cuz Mother says I was,
A great mistake,
Novocaine for the soul,
You better give me somethin' to fill the hole,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out,
Before I sputter out.... **************************************************************************** ***
After I got off the bus, I walked quickly to my locker, not bothering to stop at any of the invitations to talk. Once I had all of the books I needed for the day I decided to find Ford before Homeroom started. Luckily he wasn't too far away.
"I saw the new guy," he said with a faint smile on his face.
"And?" I asked not all that interested.
"I think you might like him. His shirt reminded me of you, it said Caffeine Junkie on it."
I furrowed my brow, hadn't that been the shirt Zelgadis had worn at my house?
*BING BING BING*
"First bell, I have a bit of a hike to science, so I'll see you in study hall ok?" Ford said hastily. "By the way, Happy Birthday!" He called over his shoulder.
I shook my head smiling, and walked over to my first period German class. **************************************************************************** ***
First period German, and second period Math seemed to drag on forever, but the bell finally rang for third period. I smiled and made my way down the stairs, and the to my left to the cafeteria. Third period was the best of the day. I had study with almost all of my friends, and a few seniors, like James, would always stop by to talk for a bit.
Sitting down in my normal spot on the lunch table bench, I waited for one of my friends to get there before I went off to the ice cream machine to buy my daily Italian Icy. Almost all of my friends where there before I finally stood to bye my food, but James chose that exact moment to come over from the other side of the study hall (The cafeteria has a divider wall on one side 9th-10th grade on the other side 11th-12th grade.)
"Hey Kota!"
"Hi James. Where's Roamanthony?" I asked.
"Oh, he's talking to the new guy.. We where all going to hang out after school and show the new kid around town, you and Ford feel like coming?" (Ever since I could remember James had looked after me, and Roamanthony after Ford, I remember one time when I was in first grade and they were in fifth grade, they almost beat up a third grade boy for picking on me.)
"Sure, my parents won't be home 'til 5 so I'll have some time to kill." **************************************************************************** ***
After school we met by the football field. Ford and I were sitting on the bleachers, when James and Roamanthony walked up with a boy who was only a head or so taller than me. His hair was a dark cross between black, blue, and purple, his bangs covering half of his face, while the rest of it tried to flip out in opposite directions. His eyes were an even darker blue than mine, with and odd oriental-ish upward slant to them that looked odd compared to his pale European complexion. He was wearing something that looked like it belonged in my closet, a pair of black, only slightly baggy jeans, a gray t-shirt that said "Caffeine Junky" with a picture of a large steaming cappuccino cup on it, and a pair of black semi-fingerless gloves. He was also wearing a hat that covered most of what his hair didn't. (Sound Familiar?) I felt like I was going to faint.
"Ford, Kota, this is Zelgadis," Roamanthony introduced.
"Zelgadis, as in the guys from Slayers?" Ford asked trying not to laugh.
"It's a show they watch," James explained to Zel.
We started to walk around town, talking, (which was very strained on my part) because Zelgadis seemed to be staring at me the whole time. The only thing that was worse then that was the fact there wasn't the faintest glimmer of recognition in his eyes.
This was the worse birthday present ever! A friend who couldn't remember me at all! But if he couldn't remember me then why was he staring? ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Cloak*and*Dagger: Tune in next time to see what happens! REVIEW PLEASE!!