DISCLAIMER: Have I ever owned them? Will I ever own them? No. Glad we cleared that up.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: HOLY HOT AMATUER DJ KISSES BATMAN! Whose seen the previews from this weeks hour long RFR? I am SO psyched.
But anyways, down to business. First of all, I am SO sorry I haven't updated in well, almost a month. I am a horrible, horrible person. And it was all due to pure laziness, so I'm even worse. I promise I'm gonna keep stuff coming at a regular pace now, at least I will try. I had a tad bit of writer's block, but I think I've got it under control now so you should be hearing a little more from me now.
Second, thanks for all of the reviews, but I do have one in particular to address.
TO AKADropsofJupiter:
First of all, thanks for the honesty. As of yet, that was the probably the only review I've gotten that wasn't "OMG THAT WAS SOO GOOD!!!". But that's a good thing- I can't be getting an ego, now can I? Anyways, I respect your opinions and I'm sorry that you were disappointed with my choice, and I hope it means something that I did consider your reviews of chapter 6 that said that they shouldn't have sex. But I stand by my choice- I feel like the story wouldn't be complete if I didn't have the two extremes of both Travis and Ray being in the same situation with Lily (to an extent). I have a very good idea of where I'm going with this story, and that was a component that I felt I needed to get the story where I wanted it. I'm glad you still want to keep up with my story, and I hope you keep faith until the end- I promise I won't disappoint you! (At least I hope I won't.
NOW ON TO THE STORY
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"This is Shady Lane back this time with Question Mark and we were just wondering…"
"Where are Pronto and Smog?"
Lily shot a shaky smile at Robbie and gripped the microphone in front of her. "We're here, and we're planning on leaving you with some killer music for the rest of this broadcast, but we do have one final thing to say."
"Emily Dickinson once said: 'My friends are my estate.' And she was right." Robbie's eyes flickered from Lily then back to his mic again. "After all, where are any of us without friends?"
"So, Pronto and Smog, no matter how you feel about me right now, know this. This isn't the end. In fact, it's more like the beginning. Sure, this whole situation right now sucks- but I'm not giving you two up without a fight. I'll be at the station all night, waiting. It's your choice."
Lily sucked in a deep breath and flipped the switch starting her play list. "Here goes everything."
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15 minutes later the station door clanged noisily and footsteps clattered their way down the stairs. Lily straightened up from her position on the couch and shot a nervous glance at Robbie. Seconds later a breathless Ray banged into the room, his breath shallow as he surveyed the occupants of the station. "Swami's not here yet, then?" He asked, looking directly at Robbie, as if he were deliberately avoiding Lily's gaze. Robbie shook his head and Lily chose that moment to chime in, "Nice to see that you're still on a sarcastic-nickname-basis with Travis." She watched carefully as Ray looked determinately at the ground and muttered an incoherent reply.
Lily sighed; she probably should have expected Ray to ignore her. The vision of Ray's shaken expression faded into view as she remembered waking up with him only a morning ago. Surprisingly enough, Lily understood Ray's confusion. Although her horrible weekend of sexual endeavors had begun to blur together in light of recent developments, Lily could clearly see the line drawn between Travis and Ray. Sex with Travis had been spontaneous and intoxicating… the rush of passion for each other had been almost fervent. But sex with Ray had been… for lack of a better word, heart breaking. There had been something about the whole ordeal that left Lily torn up inside, but try as she did, she just couldn't pinpoint it.
The door slammed for second time as Travis entered through the back door of the warehouse, and everyone turned to face him. Lily winced slightly, it was the first time she'd seen Travis since she stormed out of the parking lot the night after the warehouse party and the shining black eye Ray had evidently given caused a sharp pang of guilt in the depths of her stomach. She resisted the urge to reach out to him and leaned back on the red couch instead.
An awkward silence ruled the room for a moment before Ray finally spoke up. He had been a mere shadow of himself lately, but it was nice to see that there was still a little bit of the old Ray lurking inside him.
"So, Shady, you've got us here, now what do you want?" Lily noted that Ray still wasn't looking her in the eye, whereas Travis seemed to be unable to keep his eyes off of her.
"I asked you guys to come down here because we need to fix this." Lily hoisted herself off the couch and positioned herself between Travis and Ray.
"Well Lily, I seriously hope you're not talking about a threesome, because I really think I'm good with this whole sex thing for a while…"
"Shut up Ray, let her talk." Travis' defiant tone startled both Lily and Ray. It wasn't like Travis to be so hostile over anything- much less one of Ray's regular wisecracks.
"Listen, Screw boy, you don't tell me what to do." Ray's eyes were ablaze as his temper fired up right before Lily and Travis' eyes.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, Ray, but didn't you 'screw' her too?" Lily watched warily as she stood between the two boys who had now locked eyes and were glaring at each other with full force.
"But at least I care about her. She was just a good lay for you, I actually-" Before Ray had the chance to finish his sentence Travis had tackled him violently. In a blur of angry yelling and fists, the two were battling again as if it were two days ago again. Lily let out a startled shriek and immediately tried to separate the two, with no success.
Suddenly, a loud slam echoed throughout the station and even Ray and Travis stopped what they were doing. Robbie was standing at the warehouse door, with the old coffee table backed up against it. He carefully climbed on top of it and sat cross legged directly in the center.
"No one leaves this room until all of this stops. For good."
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A/N: Ok, after rereading this whole story, I realized that my perspective of time is sort of out of whack- so here's a little clarification for those of you keeping score at home:
Friday night: Warehouse party/ sex with Travis
Saturday: Special Saturday RFR broadcast (I don't know why, but because I said so)/ sex with Ray
Sunday: Talk with Audrey
Monday: School Scandal/RFR broadcast/where we are now
Hah. Wouldn't that be great if it were like a plan for a week? "Ok, Friday I'm having sex with Travis, Saturday with Ray, but on Sunday it looks like I'm all free!"
Oh, I crack myself up. Anyways, enough of me- reviews please!
P.S. Keep your eyes peeled! I hope to get up another fic sometime this week/next week.
