FUMBLING TOWARDS ECSTASY
Chapter 14: Breaking through the Barriers
Rating: Rated PG for slight language and slight sensuality
Disclaimer: I do not own anything HG-related (characters, etc.), but I DO own this story. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL!! I also do not Miss Cleo® or Harry Potter®. (Miss Cleo isn't restricted, but I like making those little thingies…lol!)
A/N: Hey, everyone! I really hope this chapter uploads right! If it doesn't, I might have to start posting using Notepad, and I don't like doing that! I understand that I couldn't get the amount of reviews I asked for because, since I already had uploaded chapter 13, I just replaced the chapter. Because of that, it didn't show up at the top of the page, so no one really knew I updated, except for the people on my mailing list. Chances are, no one's gonna know I uploaded this one either because I have to replace chapter 14, which was a note. Once I upload chapter 15, I hope everyone can get caught up and review!!
A Note for "S&S": Good question! I'm sorry I forgot to tell y'all about this! See, both Scott AND Shelby's pasts are going to be brought up in this story. The two haven't really thought/said anything about them because I want you guys to wait and see a certain part I am going to have. Until then, let's just say they're trying to get over it by not talking/thinking about it. One of the two's (I'm not telling which) past is going to bring a lot of baggage and other stuff! (But that comes near the end). Anyway, to answer your question…Scott and Shelby's pasts are both going to talked about. I'm sorry I forgot to mention that! Thanks for reviewing!
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Special Thanks: Thank you to all of the faithful reviewers! Only a few reviewed, but It's because of when ff.net screwed up, so when I post chap 15, I'm hoping I'll get my regular amount of reviews!! Also, thank you to Maya, for your compliments and for encouraging me to type this chapter…lol! Oh, thank you to ff.net for screwing up my whole chapter and review system (sarcasm). No, it's okay. I love ff.net J
Recap: CHAPTER 13-Auggie tells Juliette that he is going to tell Peter about her cutting. Daisy and Ezra decide to start a "tarot reading" business. Shelby and Scott have an accident, and Scott, full of rage, yells at her.
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Juliette felt a lump rise in her throat, as Auggie finished telling the story to Peter. How could Auggie be so heartless that he told Peter?
There was an eerie silence in the small office, for no one knew what to say.
Juliette kept her eyes on the floor, as she waited for someone to say something. She was dying to see what Peter's expression looked like. Maybe he'll understand, and he won't tell Mom!
Finally, Peter broke the silence. "Thank you, Auggie. Right now I need to speak to Juliette alone," he stated, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice. I can't get too emotional, here. I'm the adult! But sometimes it was too much. The students were all a part of Peter, and when they did damage to themselves, he felt wounded, as well.
Auggie gave a slight nod at Peter, his brown eyes full of understanding.
Once he got up from the chair he had been sitting in, he turned to the silent brunette who had been sitting next to him.
He gave her a small, comforting smile, but she returned it with a glare.
At the sight of this, he frowned, but then continued walking to the door. Face it. You lost her.
Auggie gave her one last glance before closing the door behind him. I love you. I'm here for you, and we're gonna work this out.
The sound of the door slamming awoke Juliette from her thoughts.
She sat there, slumped down in the stiff chair, eyes on the floor.
Peter studied her. Talk to me, Jules. Come on.
But Juliette didn't move her lips. She nervously fiddled like a loose strand of her sweater, as she forced herself not to look up. If you do, he'll make you tell him everything.
After a few more moments of silence, Peter knew that she wasn't going to talk unless he said something first. "Juliette."
Juliette's eyes never moved from the wooden floor, as her lips remained closed.
Peter then stood up from his seat and walked around, so that he was now in front of the thin girl. "Juliette, I need for you talk to me," he said softly, his eyes silently begging for her to talk to him.
Juliette just looked away.
Peter then squatted down so that he was at Juliette's eye level. "You can talk to me, Juliette. I'm right here," he informed her, coaxing her gently.
A tear rolled Juliette's pale cheek, as she tried to hide the fact that she was crying. Just talk to him! It's PETER!
But she couldn't move her lips. It was if they were magically glued together.
Peter pushed a hand through his hair nervously. He didn't know how to get her to talk. I guess I'll just call her mother, and I can get a physiatrist to come and try and get her to talk. This is beyond me. "All right, then. We're gonna go over to the infirmary. You'll be staying there for a couple of days," he informed her as he stood up.
Juliette's eyes then moved upward until her gaze was resting on Peter.
Peter then felt a flicker of hope. Well, she's looking at me. That's an improvement.
His heart then ached at the sight of her, however. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, and she looked miserable. She looked like someone who just needed love. "Are you ready?" he forced out.
Juliette shook her head slowly. "You can't tell my mother!" she blurted out before breaking down hysterically.
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"Come in now to see what is in your future!" Ezra yelled, as paced back and forth, his hands cupping his mouth.
His wizard's hat pointed upwards, he pushed the sleeves to his royal blue robe up to his elbows, for it was a warm afternoon.
A tall red-head then walked by Ezra, giving him a weird look before passing him, books clutched to her chest.
"Ah, you there! Would you like to have a tarot reading?" he questioned quickly, straightening his robe.
The girl turned around and smirked. "No, not really," she answered before starting to walk away.
She then turned back around and yelled, "Oh, and nice outfit!"
Ezra hung his head dejectedly, as he stomped up the steps to the girls dorm.
"Daisyyyy," he whined, as he entered the dorm.
The dorm was eerie and dark except for a row of candles, which were lit around the room.
Daisy sat on her bed, which was in the middle of the room, her face glowing from the candlelight. She wore a simple black tarp over her and a headdress covering her brown hair, jewels lined up on the top. Her tarot cards were laid out over a silk blanket.
She looked up at the sound of his voice and tried not to laugh at the sight of him. "Yes, Harry Potter®? I mean, Ezra!" she smirked.
Ezra sat down across from her, on Shelby's bed. "Haha, NOT funny. All YOU'RE missing is a crystal ball. Anyway, no one has come in for a reading!" he complained, his lip sticking out.
Daisy rolled her eyes. He sounded like a 5-year old kid. "Well, duh, people have classes," she stated, in a smart-alecky tone.
Ezra shook his head, his hat almost falling off, for it was too big. "People have passed me, and they've just laughed when I've asked them to come in for a reading!"
Daisy smirked, once again. "Well that's because of your costume! How third gradish can you get? I mean, advertising for a physic service…in a WIZARD'S COSTUME! No wonder no one has come in!" she exclaimed, annoyed.
Ezra's eyes widened in surprise, as he jumped to his feet. "You're pinning this on ME!? This was YOUR idea in the first place! I'm just an idiot who listened to you!" he yelled.
Daisy then stood up, also, as she took a step towards Ezra, angry. "Yeah, exactly! You didn't HAVE to put the costume on, but, yet you DID! THAT is why this isn't working!"
Oh MY GOD! IS SHE ACTUALLY SAYING THIS?? "PLEASE! In case you haven't noticed, YOU are a wearing a costume, as well! Plus, the whole dorm is covered in candles and nasty-smelling INCENSE!" Ezra shouted, motioning towards the various kinds of incense along the shelves in the room.
Daisy's eyes flashed with anger. "Well, it obviously works for Miss Cleo®!"
"YOU'RE NOT MISS CLEO®!!!"
A cross between anger and confusion appeared on Daisy's face. "If you thought this was such a stupid idea, then why did you DO it!?" she questioned, her eyes squinted.
"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!"
Once the words had left his mouth, Ezra quickly shut his mouth, his face turning beet red.
The tension left Daisy's pretty features. "Oh," she said quietly, no longer yelling.
The room was then deathly quiet, as the door creaked open.
Auggie popped his head in the door, as he shot Daisy and Ezra a quizzical look. "You guys okay? I heard yelling, and…"
Daisy's eyes then lit up, as she looked over at Ezra. "Customer!" she whispered, as she nudged him with her elbow.
Ezra quickly nodded, for he caught on to what Daisy was talking about. "Hey, Aug, how would ya feel about getting your tarot cards read?" he asked, as he walked over to the small boy.
Confusion appeared on Auggie's face, as he took a step back. "What? What are ya talkin about, meat?"
Ezra looked over at Daisy and gave her a sly smile, as she did the same to him. It was as if the whole last incident was long forgotten.
Auggie noticed the two's smiles, and he frowned. Uh oh. This can't be good.
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Dear Diary, 7:35 P.M.
Okay, so I keep a diary. So, what? I used to write in it every day, and I forgot about it…until now. And now seems like a PRETTY DAMN GOOD TIME to write in it. Scott…UGH!? Why do I like this guy? Why HIM? Why the ONE GUY who treats me like gum stuck on the bottom of his shoe? I mean, he is NOT better than me! He can't just hurl insults at me like some punching bag! If it were anyone else, I would have set him straight a LONG time ago. But…it's Scott. And because I have this weird thing for him that I think is love…I've kept my mouth shut…for the most part. I've given him the idea that he can call me a "skank" and a "slut" all he wants, and I won't do a damn thing about it. (He needs to come up with some new comebacks. They're getting old.) Well, all of that is about to change. He doesn't understand that it HURTS (yes, HURTS) me. Especially when HE calls me those names. Plus, he does it ALL OF THE TIME. What have I ever done to him? Oohh…I called him a "jock"…call the police on me! And this whole meeting thing…I come up with this, so he'll learn that I am NOT what he thinks I am! Yet he has made NO ATTEMPT to get to know me! I've gotta talk to him…tonight. At our meeting. I'll be stern with him, and if I have to, I'll tell him that it hurts me. The Ice Queen actually showing feelings. Ha! But I'll do it. I'll do anything to get through to that boy. Anyone else…I'd either kick the living shit out them. But it's Scott. And it seems like the tough Shelby hibernates whenever I talk to him. Not tonight, though. I'm gonna be honest with him. No more Mrs. Nice Guy.
~Shelby Merrick~
Oh, if anyone ever finds this…I'm screwed.
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Dear…journal, (Diary makes me sound like a little 13-year old girl),
So I fussed out Shelby…and I said some kinda harsh things. So what? She can get over it! Katherine was giving me icy looks right after dinner. SO WHAT!? That stupid bitch knocked all my food off my tray! And then she just looked at me…she didn't even apologize! I didn't really give her time to apologize but still! Why do I have to be NICE to her? No one tells me what to do! Even though she usually doesn't do anything…ugh! Okay, okay. I was really mean to her. REALLY mean to her. I mean, we're both mean to each other, but I crossed the line. I just…when I get pissed, I say a lot of stuff. She DOES make me mad, though! She goes from guy to guy…doesn't she see that they only want her body? If she can't see that, oh well. I could care less. So…I guess I should apologize. Tonight at the meeting. I'll just say a quick apology. Then I'll leave. She'll probably have some big speech to say, anyway. We're always yelling at each other for SOMETHING. I guess 'cause we're really different. She's almost the complete opposite of me. Anyway, I'll apologize, then leave. Since I was actin all rude to her, she'll prolly want the whole meeting thing to end. Which is FINE with me! God…why am I letting her get to me? This is the SECOND time I am going to apologize! I let her like control my life! Well, after I apologize, that is the end. I'm just gonna ignore her after that. I won't call her any more names, so I won't have to deal with any, I can't believe I'm saying this, guilt. After tonight, Shelby and I will just go our separate ways…
-Scott Barringer
Oh, if anyone ever finds this…I'm screwed.
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Okay, I know it was a short one, but I just wanted to throw something out there! This chapter was kind of crazy, but anyway. PLEASE REVIEW!!
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In chapter 15: Juliette ACTUALLY talks to Peter, Daisy & Auggie talk…PROMISE! Hannah comes back…PROMISE THAT, TOO! (lol) da da dum…Scott & Shelby have their "2nd meeting" and let some stuff off of their chests!
