Title: The Young and the Hopeless
Genre: Romance/ Humor/Drama
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own shit! I own Nay/Naomi. That's it. The rest of the peeps are owned by, themselves or the WWE or something.
Summary: Screw summaries, just read and make up your own damn summary ;-)
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The phone rang once, and I ran to answer it. Tripping over my bags, I caught it by the second and a half ring. "Hello?" "Nay, I'm on my way!" "Alright, I'll be outside waiting." "Ok, see you when I get there." "Alrighty, thanks!" I hung up the phone and smiled for a second. "Ok, since it's about a twenty minute drive from there to here, I have time to burn this c.d." I said to myself, taking a blank c.d. out from its case. I inserted it into the burner and picked a song from my archive of songs to put on it. I put it on about twelve times. It took seven minutes and forty six seconds for it to pop out of the slot announcing that it's finished burning. I grabbed it and put it in my messed up c.d. player and pushed play. The lyrics that I had written on my wall started coming out of my speakers in a song. I nodded and put the whole c.d. on repeat. I peeked out the window and saw Angelica's car pull up in front of my house. She honked about five times and I couldn't help but laugh. I grabbed my bags and took them out to her car. She helped me put them in her trunk. "So your dad really kicked you out then?" "Yeah," I sighed and bit my lower lip, hoping that would stop the tears. She put her hand under my chin and lifted my head so that I was looking her eye to eye. She frowned a bit , but kept my head up. "Listen Naomi, I know I may not be the best role model, or anything like that.but believe me when I tell you that your dad's an ass, alright? I know you don't like the fact that you got kicked out of your house, or that your dad's the one that did it, but you have to move on. It may seem harsh, but it's the truth. I know its hard, but once you move on, everything will be much better, trust me, ok?" I nodded and she let me put my head down. "Come here," She said, pulling me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around her and cried on her shoulder. We stood there for at least ten minutes in complete silence. She loosened her grip on me and she helped me into her car. After we started driving, she pulled out her case of c.ds. "Blink-182 or The Used?" "Um, The Used? I've never heard them." "You never heard the Used?!" She asked with somewhat disgust. "Dude, you have to hear them." I nodded as she inserted the c.d. She turned it up as loud as it could go and started singing along. I just pondered about.everything.
Genre: Romance/ Humor/Drama
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own shit! I own Nay/Naomi. That's it. The rest of the peeps are owned by, themselves or the WWE or something.
Summary: Screw summaries, just read and make up your own damn summary ;-)
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The phone rang once, and I ran to answer it. Tripping over my bags, I caught it by the second and a half ring. "Hello?" "Nay, I'm on my way!" "Alright, I'll be outside waiting." "Ok, see you when I get there." "Alrighty, thanks!" I hung up the phone and smiled for a second. "Ok, since it's about a twenty minute drive from there to here, I have time to burn this c.d." I said to myself, taking a blank c.d. out from its case. I inserted it into the burner and picked a song from my archive of songs to put on it. I put it on about twelve times. It took seven minutes and forty six seconds for it to pop out of the slot announcing that it's finished burning. I grabbed it and put it in my messed up c.d. player and pushed play. The lyrics that I had written on my wall started coming out of my speakers in a song. I nodded and put the whole c.d. on repeat. I peeked out the window and saw Angelica's car pull up in front of my house. She honked about five times and I couldn't help but laugh. I grabbed my bags and took them out to her car. She helped me put them in her trunk. "So your dad really kicked you out then?" "Yeah," I sighed and bit my lower lip, hoping that would stop the tears. She put her hand under my chin and lifted my head so that I was looking her eye to eye. She frowned a bit , but kept my head up. "Listen Naomi, I know I may not be the best role model, or anything like that.but believe me when I tell you that your dad's an ass, alright? I know you don't like the fact that you got kicked out of your house, or that your dad's the one that did it, but you have to move on. It may seem harsh, but it's the truth. I know its hard, but once you move on, everything will be much better, trust me, ok?" I nodded and she let me put my head down. "Come here," She said, pulling me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around her and cried on her shoulder. We stood there for at least ten minutes in complete silence. She loosened her grip on me and she helped me into her car. After we started driving, she pulled out her case of c.ds. "Blink-182 or The Used?" "Um, The Used? I've never heard them." "You never heard the Used?!" She asked with somewhat disgust. "Dude, you have to hear them." I nodded as she inserted the c.d. She turned it up as loud as it could go and started singing along. I just pondered about.everything.
