After the Fire
Chapter 4, by Teal-Becky102285
A/N: Hey everyone, hope you enjoyed chapter 3. Becky, as usual did a great job. But ya I'm not going to ramble anymore.
Joey: I hope not! Get to the story!
Teal: eep!
Here's the newest chapter, enjoy.
Chapter 4: The Wrath of Joey Sanchez.
Shane trekked through the woods. The woods that held so much value to him. It was here he met Skyla as a young child. It was here that he met her again just weeks ago...And it was here that she died. He had been thinking about her a lot. Missing her. He had only spent a few hours with her before she died, but it still left an impact on him. Shane reached the clearing where he met Skyla. He saw the brick stove. He went to walk to it and froze as he saw someone sitting against the tree that once had the spider web Skyla had been caught in. The person had their back to him. She had long dark curly hair. Her skin was a Carmel color. Shane's breath caught in his throat. Was it......? Could it be........? "Skyla?" He said softly. The girl turned and looked at him. Shane's heart sank as he saw it wasn't who he thought it was.
"Huh?" The girl said. "Oh I'm sorry I though you were someone else." Shane said. The girl still looked at him questioningly. "You always spend your days going through woods and calling out random names?" She asked sarcastically. Shane looked at her puzzled. "Do you always snap sarcastically at random people? Or is today my lucky day?" He growled. "No I'm always like this. But today just might be your lucky day for an ass kicking if you don't leave me the hell alone" The girl snarled. "I'm just walking, god, what crawled up your ass?" Shane asked. He had wanted to sit by the brick stove, remembering Skyla, but apparently this pit bull wasn't going to let that happen. "Excuse me? I will not be talked to like that." She replied, as she pushed herself up onto her feet. This boy was going down, hard. And it wouldn't be pretty.
Shane looked at the girl as she stood up. She couldn't be more then 5 foot three inches, which had her coming up to just his shoulder. Shane looked at her, he couldn't help smirk. She was pretty. Maybe if she weren't such a cold bitch she'd be cute. "Oh, and what are you going to do?" He asked. "What is it with this town and annoying males?" The girl muttered. She quickly put her weight on one leg as she brought the other leg up to deliver a roundhouse kick to him. Shane ducked and caught her foot. "What the hell do you think your doing jerk?" She snarled, trying to dislodge her foot from his grasp. "I'm teaching you not to play rough. Little girls should be playing with Barbie dolls and teddy bears." He replied. Next thing poor Shane knew, the girl had used her other foot to deliver a very painful blow, below the belt. Shane immedality dropped her foot, causing her to fall over, and he fell to the ground in pain. "You little bitch." He snapped. "What the hell did you do that for!"? "Tsk tsk tsk." The girl said. "Little boys shouldn't use such language." She smirked. Shane glared at her and pushed himself back to his feet. "I usually don't hit girls, but, for you, I'll make an exception." He said as he tried to throw a punch at her. The girl easily stepped out of his way. "Is that the best you can do?" She asked. "Hey look over there!" Shane cried. When the girl looked over her shoulder, Shane delivered a kick to her stomach, sending her reeling backwards doubled over in pain. "God that's gonna hurt tomorrow." She said.
Shane suddenly felt a wave of guilt as he saw the girl doubled over in pain. He went over to her. "Oh, man, I'm sorry. Are you OK?" He asked. He went to help her up. The girl stood straight and punched him in the face. Shane fell on his back. The girl chuckled. "How is it that guys always fall for the damsel in distress bit even if the damsel's kicking his ass?" The girl mused. Shane groaned and jumped to his feet. "You have severe mental problems, lady!" He said. "Me? Mental? Those two words don't belong in the same sentence boyo! You're going to regret it." She replied as she walked closer to him. "Bring it on...bitch." Shane called. The girl went wide-eyed. "What did you call me?" She asked.
"I must've hit you harder then I thought, you've gone deaf." Shane smirked. "I called you a bitch. B.I.T-oomph!" Shane grunted as the girl had delivered a snap kicked to his gut. The girl was mental, Shane knew that, but man, was she fast.... And a good fighter. "What was that?" The girl asked innocently. "You're so going down." Shane said, before his communicator rudely interrupted him. He looked down at it, and as he looked back up, he saw the girls fist slam right into his eye, causing him to fall down, hard. "Go to hell. This isn't over yet." Shane said, slowly pushing himself up, and limping away. "You right it's not over yet. Next time, you'll wind up in a full body cast next time buddy!" The girl screamed after him.
Shane sighed, his hand against his hurt eye as he left.
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Tori, Larissa and Summer where lounging on the beach. Summer and Tori had just done some surfing. They were chatting when Tori's communicator went off. Tori looked at it quickly then back at the other two. "Oh. I've got to go." She said. "What?" Summer asked. "Now?" "Uh, yeah. I'll see you later, bye." Tori said as she quickly grabbed her things and went to her van. Summer looked at Larissa. "That was weird..." She began. Larissa nodded. They both shrugged. "Ok, so now what?" Summer asked. "I wanted to ask you something." Larissa began...."Ok?" Summer replied
"What was all that back at the store, with Hunter and Blake?" She asked. Summer sighed. She shrugged. "I dunno. I just got this weird vibe from them. Like I knew them." She said, staring at the ocean. Larissa looked at her. "Maybe you knew them in a past life." Larissa smiled. Summer laughed and rolled her eyes, playfully pushing her friend aside. "A past life? Really? Your one strange girl Larissa." Summer joked.
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A/N: ok so that's then end of chapter four. Please read and review, it's much appreciated. Ttfn! Teal
A/N: Hey everyone, hope you enjoyed chapter 3. Becky, as usual did a great job. But ya I'm not going to ramble anymore.
Joey: I hope not! Get to the story!
Teal: eep!
Here's the newest chapter, enjoy.
Chapter 4: The Wrath of Joey Sanchez.
Shane trekked through the woods. The woods that held so much value to him. It was here he met Skyla as a young child. It was here that he met her again just weeks ago...And it was here that she died. He had been thinking about her a lot. Missing her. He had only spent a few hours with her before she died, but it still left an impact on him. Shane reached the clearing where he met Skyla. He saw the brick stove. He went to walk to it and froze as he saw someone sitting against the tree that once had the spider web Skyla had been caught in. The person had their back to him. She had long dark curly hair. Her skin was a Carmel color. Shane's breath caught in his throat. Was it......? Could it be........? "Skyla?" He said softly. The girl turned and looked at him. Shane's heart sank as he saw it wasn't who he thought it was.
"Huh?" The girl said. "Oh I'm sorry I though you were someone else." Shane said. The girl still looked at him questioningly. "You always spend your days going through woods and calling out random names?" She asked sarcastically. Shane looked at her puzzled. "Do you always snap sarcastically at random people? Or is today my lucky day?" He growled. "No I'm always like this. But today just might be your lucky day for an ass kicking if you don't leave me the hell alone" The girl snarled. "I'm just walking, god, what crawled up your ass?" Shane asked. He had wanted to sit by the brick stove, remembering Skyla, but apparently this pit bull wasn't going to let that happen. "Excuse me? I will not be talked to like that." She replied, as she pushed herself up onto her feet. This boy was going down, hard. And it wouldn't be pretty.
Shane looked at the girl as she stood up. She couldn't be more then 5 foot three inches, which had her coming up to just his shoulder. Shane looked at her, he couldn't help smirk. She was pretty. Maybe if she weren't such a cold bitch she'd be cute. "Oh, and what are you going to do?" He asked. "What is it with this town and annoying males?" The girl muttered. She quickly put her weight on one leg as she brought the other leg up to deliver a roundhouse kick to him. Shane ducked and caught her foot. "What the hell do you think your doing jerk?" She snarled, trying to dislodge her foot from his grasp. "I'm teaching you not to play rough. Little girls should be playing with Barbie dolls and teddy bears." He replied. Next thing poor Shane knew, the girl had used her other foot to deliver a very painful blow, below the belt. Shane immedality dropped her foot, causing her to fall over, and he fell to the ground in pain. "You little bitch." He snapped. "What the hell did you do that for!"? "Tsk tsk tsk." The girl said. "Little boys shouldn't use such language." She smirked. Shane glared at her and pushed himself back to his feet. "I usually don't hit girls, but, for you, I'll make an exception." He said as he tried to throw a punch at her. The girl easily stepped out of his way. "Is that the best you can do?" She asked. "Hey look over there!" Shane cried. When the girl looked over her shoulder, Shane delivered a kick to her stomach, sending her reeling backwards doubled over in pain. "God that's gonna hurt tomorrow." She said.
Shane suddenly felt a wave of guilt as he saw the girl doubled over in pain. He went over to her. "Oh, man, I'm sorry. Are you OK?" He asked. He went to help her up. The girl stood straight and punched him in the face. Shane fell on his back. The girl chuckled. "How is it that guys always fall for the damsel in distress bit even if the damsel's kicking his ass?" The girl mused. Shane groaned and jumped to his feet. "You have severe mental problems, lady!" He said. "Me? Mental? Those two words don't belong in the same sentence boyo! You're going to regret it." She replied as she walked closer to him. "Bring it on...bitch." Shane called. The girl went wide-eyed. "What did you call me?" She asked.
"I must've hit you harder then I thought, you've gone deaf." Shane smirked. "I called you a bitch. B.I.T-oomph!" Shane grunted as the girl had delivered a snap kicked to his gut. The girl was mental, Shane knew that, but man, was she fast.... And a good fighter. "What was that?" The girl asked innocently. "You're so going down." Shane said, before his communicator rudely interrupted him. He looked down at it, and as he looked back up, he saw the girls fist slam right into his eye, causing him to fall down, hard. "Go to hell. This isn't over yet." Shane said, slowly pushing himself up, and limping away. "You right it's not over yet. Next time, you'll wind up in a full body cast next time buddy!" The girl screamed after him.
Shane sighed, his hand against his hurt eye as he left.
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Tori, Larissa and Summer where lounging on the beach. Summer and Tori had just done some surfing. They were chatting when Tori's communicator went off. Tori looked at it quickly then back at the other two. "Oh. I've got to go." She said. "What?" Summer asked. "Now?" "Uh, yeah. I'll see you later, bye." Tori said as she quickly grabbed her things and went to her van. Summer looked at Larissa. "That was weird..." She began. Larissa nodded. They both shrugged. "Ok, so now what?" Summer asked. "I wanted to ask you something." Larissa began...."Ok?" Summer replied
"What was all that back at the store, with Hunter and Blake?" She asked. Summer sighed. She shrugged. "I dunno. I just got this weird vibe from them. Like I knew them." She said, staring at the ocean. Larissa looked at her. "Maybe you knew them in a past life." Larissa smiled. Summer laughed and rolled her eyes, playfully pushing her friend aside. "A past life? Really? Your one strange girl Larissa." Summer joked.
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A/N: ok so that's then end of chapter four. Please read and review, it's much appreciated. Ttfn! Teal