DISCLAIMER: I don't own RFR!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: And the mistress of the universe said, "Let there be another chapter!"
…And there was!
So what are you waiting for? READ!
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"I'm Shady Lane, and I'm wondering: What in hell did Lily Randall do to deserve the array of shit that was thrown at her today at Roscoe High?"
It was four o'clock on the dot and Lily was, for a change, alone at the station. She'd been hiding out in warehouse all day instead of attending class; and-as she had expected- none of the boys had bothered to show up for the broadcast. But RFR was all that Lily had left and she wasn't about to let it go because of this. She could work the board, and she was going on air if it killed her.
"I got to school today to find that a close friend of mine and a good person's name had been thrown in the dirt and stepped on. Lily Randall is not a slut. Whether the rumors about her are true or not, that's not really anyone's business but hers. So what if she had sex? Are we supposed to believe that no one in the 9th grade has had sex? Take a step back and look at yourselves people and look at what you're doing to one innocent girl. Lily Randall is not a slut, but more importantly, she is a human being. She has feelings just like you do." Lily was practically yelling into her microphone, intoxicated with the power she suddenly had, the power that she had lacked that morning at school when close friends and mere acquaintances had suddenly turned on her.
"Did any of you gossip feeding morons ever stop to think about how Lily feels? If you stop and think about the rumors you're spreading for one second, whether or not its true, how do you think she feels if this is going on in her life? I said it before, and I'll say it again: She's not a slut. So how do you think she feels if she really had sex with two guys in two nights? She probably feels like shit. And now someone she trusted enough to confide in turns around and stabs her in back?" Lily took one last deep breath and kept talking, her voice growing strained.
"You know I'm sure it's hard enough now that even her best friends are against her. She didn't do it on purpose. She didn't do it to upset anyone it just happened why can't anyone understand that? She needs friends now and everyone's left her and she doesn't know what to do. She can't change the past but she's not going to make it through her present if someone doesn't help her…" With that, Lily's voice cracked and a warm tear dripped down her cheek. It was the second time she had cried in the last two days. She let out an audible whimper and flipped the switch to cue her play list before she began to bawl again.
She let the tears flow mercilessly and she wondered if anything would ever work out for her, just as the station room door swung open.
In the doorway stood Robbie, radio clipped to his pocket, headphones around his neck and the first song on Lily's play list blaring out of them. He had heard every word.
"Lily… Lil, I'm so sorry." He said quietly, looking at her regretfully.
Lily ran towards him and flung her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest and sobbing quietly into his sweatshirt. Robbie wrapped his arms around her waist, rubbing her back softly, and whispered, "It's going to be ok, Lil, I'm not going anywhere this time." in her ear.
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A/N: Just a reminder: Lily and Robbie have a strictly platonic relationship in this fic. I don't want any crazy misunderstandings- a hug does not equal sex! NO MORE SEX FOR LILY! Anyways, that's all for tonight folks. And probably for a little while, too- tomorrow night I'm going to sit down and write the first chapters for my new fics, and I've got babysitting jobs and other things all weekend long. But don't lose faith, because I gain more faith with every review I get… do you know what that means? IT MEANS REVIEW!
