A/N - OMG! This chapter is short! I thought it would be longer but...I
decided to make a cliffie. *grin* I know! Cliff hangers suck when your the
one reading 'em but...when you're writing them it's just...fun! lol
Disclaimer - See Chapter 14.
A/N2 - Muwahahaha! See....all the other authors say "See chapter 1" for the disclaimer but nope! Not PheonixFireBlack, nooooo you have to see chapter 14! *nod* *nod
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Ch 15: We Need To Talk - 5/18/07 - 2:15pm - Friday
Riley was trying to find her boyfriend before her next class started, which was in fifteen minutes. She knew that she'd eventually be found by Waller and given a detention because the tardy bell had already rung but, she was willing to take that chance. Not that a detention would kill her, she'd had them before, though amazingly enough, none so far all the way through her third year of high school. Riley decided to forget school rules and she started running down the hallway--reason being she saw Travis. She knew she'd never catch up to him in time if he didn't stop. "Travis!" She called out to him.
Travis was on his way to his History class when he heard someone call his name. He knew the voice instantly. It was Riley and she was behind him. He turned around and looked through the large, but dissipating amount of students to see her. When he did, she beckoned for him to come closer. He made his way through the students that were left, still trying to get their classes on time. When he finally reached her, before he could get a word out she spoke.
"Thank you, Lord..." Riley whispered, then to Travis she said. "Ok...after school, meet me at...Mic--no, too public--the pa--no...still too many people--uh...my house...I need to talk to you about something..."
"Riley, what is it?" As he looked at her face, in her eyes trying to figure out a possibility of what was going on, he could of sworn he saw nervousness and worry? This wasn't right. This wasn't Riley. What the hell was going on?
"I'll tell you later...just...meet me on the back porch after school, kay?"
"Alright, see you then."
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5/18/07 - 4:13pm
Riley had been on the back porch from the moment she'd gotten home from school. The only thing she'd done before coming out was take her bag upstairs to her room and drop it on her bed. Now she was pacing back and forth from one side of the porch to the other. She was nervous, worried, tense, and to be quite honest, she was alarmed that she had even thought about this. It was not even a month ago that she had almost tried but she'd stopped herself. She hadn't been ready and even if she had, she knew he most likely wouldn't have done it anyhow. Now she was ready, or at least she thought so, and she wanted to know what he thought. I'm gonna make him run away...screaming...he's not going to do this with you Riley....what the hell are you thinking? Shit...now you've got to come up with something for the reason of him being here.
Shut up...
[Come on, Riley...you know you want our input...]
Trust me Loki, I don't.
(Well...ok...we'll just go back to being incognito)
You guys do that... And Damon and Loki were gone from her head...for now. Maybe I should just call him...tell him I changed my mind. I mean...he doesn't have to come...I don't have to lie...don't have to...bring it up....we don't....no....you're going to do this, Riley, you're going to do this....I know you don't like it but you are going to-- Someone had appeared behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist. She stiffened slightly, then relaxed. She knew who it was. It was him. "Travis...." She took a step and a half and turned around.
"Riley...why--" He stopped. There was that look in her eyes again. That look of being frightened almost and on top of that, she looked distracted. This wasn't like Riley, something must be seriously wrong. "What's going on?"
Riley glanced at him then looked down at the ground, biting her lower lip. She walked over and sat on the edge of the porch railing, swinging her legs back and forth and looking everywhere but at Travis. She wasn't so sure she should have asked him to come over today. She should have called him and told him that he didn't have to. She wasn't sure that she could even say and ask what she needed to. This was really bad. Now she had to think of something that would be believable and a little realistic. Well...wasn't this just great? The only thing going through Riley's head at the moment was a single word: Shit.
Travis watched her for a few moments, trying to see if there were any clues to what was going on. She wasn't giving him anything that was readable but this wasn't an odd thing for him to experience with her. He walked forward, over where she was to stand in front of her. "Riley, what's going on?"
She glanced at him then to the ground again. He was eye level now and she wasn't sure she could talk to him about this with him looking at her like that, eye level and everything. She licked her lips and bit her lower one. This was wrong. She shouldn't have done this and he should so not be here. She licked her lips again.
Travis frowned. She was obviously nervous. He'd figured out that in certain situations when she was nervous she'd lick her lips. What had Riley acting so strange? What happened to the Riley Diane Brennon he knew and...what happened? "Riley.." He started again.
"We...we need to talk."
Those were four words Travis Strong wasn't planning on hearing, nor did he want to hear them. Sure, it had happened before but Riley...it was different, or so he'd thought. Obviously it wasn't. Now he knew why she was acting the way she was. He knew why she had asked him over. He knew why she threw the idea of Mickey's or the park out the window. He knew exactly what she was doing. He knew that she was going to break up with him. There was no other explanation for it all. He had to admit at least she was being considerate enough to have said the park and Mickey's would be too public. At least she wasn't going to practically publically humiliate him. "A-about what?" He was really dreading this now.
Riley, still biting her lip, looked up at him. She slid off the banister and stood right in front of her boyfriend. She was bouncing her right foot up and down very quickly. She was really starting to regret asking him over like she did at two seventeen today. She was really starting to understand why people called her a moron. Wait....Ray's the only one who calls me a moron...does that mean anything? She shook her head, What am I thinking? I have a whole other matter on my shoulders right now! I have to say something.... She avoided his eyes as she spoke, "Uh...um.." She swallowed and licked her lips for what seemed like the millionth time and shrugged. "Us..."
Travis closed his eyes and took in a slightly shaky breath. He slowly opened his eyes again and looked at Riley. "What...what about us?"
Riley looked around and motioned to the bench swing. "Let's...uh...sit..." She was trying to stall for a bit more time so she could get ready for his reaction. She knew that if she didn't do it soon she was going to burst and Travis would probably get annoyed. She sat down sideways, one leg under her and the other pushing the swing. Travis didn't seem to want to sit, he simply stood, leaning against the house, which Riley was facing. "I've been thinking...we've been dating for...almost seven months, right?" When she saw that he wasn't going to say anything, just simply nod, she continued. "Well...like I said, I've been thinking and...I think I...I want to...." She made a motion with her hands. "You know...take the relationship...further."
Travis couldn't believe what he was hearing. Maybe he wasn't hearing what he thought he was, maybe something was wrong with his ears. If not, then he had just heard his girlfriend say she wasn't to take their relationship further. Travis simply raised and eyebrow and asked, "How so?" "Well...you know..." She imitated the motions she'd done just seconds before with her hands. "Further..."
Travis was honestly shocked with Riley. He knew this would come up sooner or later but he figured it would have been later rather than sooner. He wished it would have played out that way but, what could he do? He couldn't go back in time and change things...or get inside her head and change things. Actually, now that he thought about it, getting inside his girlfriend's head would be interesting. He shook his head at himself. He couldn't believe what he was thinking at the moment. He needed to make sure she was referring to what he was thinking. "Riley...are you saying..."
"What?"
Travis seemed to have lost the ability to speak and simply made a motion with his hands. He wasn't sure if Riley would understand but to his relief, she understood perfectly well. She nodded furiously, "Yeah..."
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A/N - And so ends the legacy that has become It Could Happen *crickets* ok, so maybe it wasn't a legacy but you guys like it, right? Review...please! Heh....
Oh, and just so you guys know, this has been turned into a seires
Part 1 - It Could Happen - Enter Riley Diane Brennon and 11th grade Part 2 - The Final Year, The Final Show - 12th grade and the final show (it's so sad *sniff* *sniff*) Part 3 - What happened? Oh...Life - Out of school (possibility of college but...I think it's going to be after that as well) Part4 - The Revival of Radio Free Roscoe - (Does this not explain itself?) R/L, T/R, & R/K's kids being in ninth grade, starting a new RFR (Ya know...I never realized how many people have names with 'R' names in this fic...lol!)
There ya go, basic outline of what's going on, what I'm planning...ect. Don't ya love it?
Disclaimer - See Chapter 14.
A/N2 - Muwahahaha! See....all the other authors say "See chapter 1" for the disclaimer but nope! Not PheonixFireBlack, nooooo you have to see chapter 14! *nod* *nod
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Ch 15: We Need To Talk - 5/18/07 - 2:15pm - Friday
Riley was trying to find her boyfriend before her next class started, which was in fifteen minutes. She knew that she'd eventually be found by Waller and given a detention because the tardy bell had already rung but, she was willing to take that chance. Not that a detention would kill her, she'd had them before, though amazingly enough, none so far all the way through her third year of high school. Riley decided to forget school rules and she started running down the hallway--reason being she saw Travis. She knew she'd never catch up to him in time if he didn't stop. "Travis!" She called out to him.
Travis was on his way to his History class when he heard someone call his name. He knew the voice instantly. It was Riley and she was behind him. He turned around and looked through the large, but dissipating amount of students to see her. When he did, she beckoned for him to come closer. He made his way through the students that were left, still trying to get their classes on time. When he finally reached her, before he could get a word out she spoke.
"Thank you, Lord..." Riley whispered, then to Travis she said. "Ok...after school, meet me at...Mic--no, too public--the pa--no...still too many people--uh...my house...I need to talk to you about something..."
"Riley, what is it?" As he looked at her face, in her eyes trying to figure out a possibility of what was going on, he could of sworn he saw nervousness and worry? This wasn't right. This wasn't Riley. What the hell was going on?
"I'll tell you later...just...meet me on the back porch after school, kay?"
"Alright, see you then."
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5/18/07 - 4:13pm
Riley had been on the back porch from the moment she'd gotten home from school. The only thing she'd done before coming out was take her bag upstairs to her room and drop it on her bed. Now she was pacing back and forth from one side of the porch to the other. She was nervous, worried, tense, and to be quite honest, she was alarmed that she had even thought about this. It was not even a month ago that she had almost tried but she'd stopped herself. She hadn't been ready and even if she had, she knew he most likely wouldn't have done it anyhow. Now she was ready, or at least she thought so, and she wanted to know what he thought. I'm gonna make him run away...screaming...he's not going to do this with you Riley....what the hell are you thinking? Shit...now you've got to come up with something for the reason of him being here.
Shut up...
[Come on, Riley...you know you want our input...]
Trust me Loki, I don't.
(Well...ok...we'll just go back to being incognito)
You guys do that... And Damon and Loki were gone from her head...for now. Maybe I should just call him...tell him I changed my mind. I mean...he doesn't have to come...I don't have to lie...don't have to...bring it up....we don't....no....you're going to do this, Riley, you're going to do this....I know you don't like it but you are going to-- Someone had appeared behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist. She stiffened slightly, then relaxed. She knew who it was. It was him. "Travis...." She took a step and a half and turned around.
"Riley...why--" He stopped. There was that look in her eyes again. That look of being frightened almost and on top of that, she looked distracted. This wasn't like Riley, something must be seriously wrong. "What's going on?"
Riley glanced at him then looked down at the ground, biting her lower lip. She walked over and sat on the edge of the porch railing, swinging her legs back and forth and looking everywhere but at Travis. She wasn't so sure she should have asked him to come over today. She should have called him and told him that he didn't have to. She wasn't sure that she could even say and ask what she needed to. This was really bad. Now she had to think of something that would be believable and a little realistic. Well...wasn't this just great? The only thing going through Riley's head at the moment was a single word: Shit.
Travis watched her for a few moments, trying to see if there were any clues to what was going on. She wasn't giving him anything that was readable but this wasn't an odd thing for him to experience with her. He walked forward, over where she was to stand in front of her. "Riley, what's going on?"
She glanced at him then to the ground again. He was eye level now and she wasn't sure she could talk to him about this with him looking at her like that, eye level and everything. She licked her lips and bit her lower one. This was wrong. She shouldn't have done this and he should so not be here. She licked her lips again.
Travis frowned. She was obviously nervous. He'd figured out that in certain situations when she was nervous she'd lick her lips. What had Riley acting so strange? What happened to the Riley Diane Brennon he knew and...what happened? "Riley.." He started again.
"We...we need to talk."
Those were four words Travis Strong wasn't planning on hearing, nor did he want to hear them. Sure, it had happened before but Riley...it was different, or so he'd thought. Obviously it wasn't. Now he knew why she was acting the way she was. He knew why she had asked him over. He knew why she threw the idea of Mickey's or the park out the window. He knew exactly what she was doing. He knew that she was going to break up with him. There was no other explanation for it all. He had to admit at least she was being considerate enough to have said the park and Mickey's would be too public. At least she wasn't going to practically publically humiliate him. "A-about what?" He was really dreading this now.
Riley, still biting her lip, looked up at him. She slid off the banister and stood right in front of her boyfriend. She was bouncing her right foot up and down very quickly. She was really starting to regret asking him over like she did at two seventeen today. She was really starting to understand why people called her a moron. Wait....Ray's the only one who calls me a moron...does that mean anything? She shook her head, What am I thinking? I have a whole other matter on my shoulders right now! I have to say something.... She avoided his eyes as she spoke, "Uh...um.." She swallowed and licked her lips for what seemed like the millionth time and shrugged. "Us..."
Travis closed his eyes and took in a slightly shaky breath. He slowly opened his eyes again and looked at Riley. "What...what about us?"
Riley looked around and motioned to the bench swing. "Let's...uh...sit..." She was trying to stall for a bit more time so she could get ready for his reaction. She knew that if she didn't do it soon she was going to burst and Travis would probably get annoyed. She sat down sideways, one leg under her and the other pushing the swing. Travis didn't seem to want to sit, he simply stood, leaning against the house, which Riley was facing. "I've been thinking...we've been dating for...almost seven months, right?" When she saw that he wasn't going to say anything, just simply nod, she continued. "Well...like I said, I've been thinking and...I think I...I want to...." She made a motion with her hands. "You know...take the relationship...further."
Travis couldn't believe what he was hearing. Maybe he wasn't hearing what he thought he was, maybe something was wrong with his ears. If not, then he had just heard his girlfriend say she wasn't to take their relationship further. Travis simply raised and eyebrow and asked, "How so?" "Well...you know..." She imitated the motions she'd done just seconds before with her hands. "Further..."
Travis was honestly shocked with Riley. He knew this would come up sooner or later but he figured it would have been later rather than sooner. He wished it would have played out that way but, what could he do? He couldn't go back in time and change things...or get inside her head and change things. Actually, now that he thought about it, getting inside his girlfriend's head would be interesting. He shook his head at himself. He couldn't believe what he was thinking at the moment. He needed to make sure she was referring to what he was thinking. "Riley...are you saying..."
"What?"
Travis seemed to have lost the ability to speak and simply made a motion with his hands. He wasn't sure if Riley would understand but to his relief, she understood perfectly well. She nodded furiously, "Yeah..."
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A/N - And so ends the legacy that has become It Could Happen *crickets* ok, so maybe it wasn't a legacy but you guys like it, right? Review...please! Heh....
Oh, and just so you guys know, this has been turned into a seires
Part 1 - It Could Happen - Enter Riley Diane Brennon and 11th grade Part 2 - The Final Year, The Final Show - 12th grade and the final show (it's so sad *sniff* *sniff*) Part 3 - What happened? Oh...Life - Out of school (possibility of college but...I think it's going to be after that as well) Part4 - The Revival of Radio Free Roscoe - (Does this not explain itself?) R/L, T/R, & R/K's kids being in ninth grade, starting a new RFR (Ya know...I never realized how many people have names with 'R' names in this fic...lol!)
There ya go, basic outline of what's going on, what I'm planning...ect. Don't ya love it?