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Disclaimer: I don't own the ducks or anything that you do recognize in this story. The story title is a Linkin Park song and the chapter titles will be, too. The song used in chapter one is Linkin Park's song called 'Easier to Run' on the CD Meteora.
Feedback: Yes please.
Dedication: To anyone who needs a way out of pain, remember you can always talk to someone about it.
This story in no way is about anyone I know. And please, if you do the things the main character does, talk to some one you know who can get you help, please don't go down a path of destruction.
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"Adam, someone's on the phone for you." I woke up to my father yelling at me. "Okay." I yelled back not fully awake. My hand reached out and flopped around on my night stand, hitting everything but my phone. Finally I felt the object I'd been searching for in my hand and brought it to my ear. "Hello?" I asked groggily. I received a laugh in response to my greeting. "Hey, Banksie. Some of us Ducks are going to the mall today to see a movie. It's my duty to call and ask if you want to come with us." I heard Charlie's voice laughing at the other end. "What movie and what time?" I asked. "Miracle, twelve noon." Charlie said. "See you at the theater." I hung up without waiting for Charlie's response. I rolled over and looked up at the ceiling of my bedroom, I yawned and stretched. I pushed the thought of falling back asleep with my head stuffed under my pillow away, getting up and getting dressed. I walked into my kitchen to see my mother making breakfast. "Well, where are you going, Sweetie?" She asked seeing me dressed. She walked over to where I sat and kissed my forehead. "Some of the Ducks and I are going to the movies. I hope that's okay." I said digging into my pancakes and eggs.
"It's fine, Sweetie, you know your curfew though and I want you home before it." She said and went back to cooking having to make more for my little twin brothers who were begging for it. My family was unlike what everyone thought. Sure we were rich, but my parents took care of the house. My mother is a stay at home mom, still raising my seven year old brothers and my father goes to work on weekdays. My two older brothers are at college. Randy got into the University of Maine on a hockey scholarship and Zach is in Harvard studying law like my father. We're a close knit family, I know everything about my brothers, but they don't know everything about me.
"I got to leave now if I plan on getting there on time." I said finishing my breakfast. "Bye, mom." I kissed her cheek and walked out of the kitchen. I moved to the front door and grabbed my car keys off the hook before walking out.
I got in my car and adjusted my mirrors before pulling out. I turned on my radio and left it blasting as I drove to the mall.
My left arm itched and I scratched it, opening my cuts. I noticed blood seeping through the tan button up shirt I had thrown over a white T-shirt. "Shit." I reached into the glove compartment to find a napkin. I pulled over and began to work on my arm. I placed the napkin over the cuts I opened and pressed, stopping the bleeding. I reached into the back of my CRV and grabbed my just in case black sweater. I pulled the tan shirt off and slipped the black sweater over my head. I pulled off the side of the road and continued onto until I reached the mall.
I walked over to the Ducks normal meeting spot and saw my friends. Charlie and Goldberg were in a heated conversation about Minnesota Wild. Guy and Connie were all over each other. Fulton was sitting on the side with Portman next to him and both were listening to Ken and Julie with confused expressions on there faces, I guess it was something about school. No one noticed me walk up to them.
"Do you really think they're going to catch on to what you're saying, Cat Lady?" I asked walking into Fulton, Portman, Julie, and Ken's conversation.
"No, but it's worth a shot." She laughed.
"Does everyone have a ticket?" I asked the group and Connie and Guy were kind enough to stop making out and pay attention to what I was asking.
"Yeah, I got you one, too, Banksie." I directed my attention to Charlie who was speaking to me. A light blush crept onto my cheeks as I took the ticket from him.
"Thanks, Conway." I said.
"Now that we're all here, let's go see a Miracle!" Portman laughed and we all followed him into the theater.
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Thanks to all the reviews I've gotten so far.
Crazy4nc128- It was very sad but a necessary part of my story. I was so happy when I went onto ff.net last night that I saw you updated. I haven't reviewed yet cause ff.net feels like being mean to me but I will the first chance I get.
Squirt00- Thanks for reading and reviewing. You are right, people really don't know how much saying a few words can change someone. I'm not sure if this'll be as powerful after I add chapters but I thank you for saying it is.
Bye!
~*Angel*~
Disclaimer: I don't own the ducks or anything that you do recognize in this story. The story title is a Linkin Park song and the chapter titles will be, too. The song used in chapter one is Linkin Park's song called 'Easier to Run' on the CD Meteora.
Feedback: Yes please.
Dedication: To anyone who needs a way out of pain, remember you can always talk to someone about it.
This story in no way is about anyone I know. And please, if you do the things the main character does, talk to some one you know who can get you help, please don't go down a path of destruction.
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"Adam, someone's on the phone for you." I woke up to my father yelling at me. "Okay." I yelled back not fully awake. My hand reached out and flopped around on my night stand, hitting everything but my phone. Finally I felt the object I'd been searching for in my hand and brought it to my ear. "Hello?" I asked groggily. I received a laugh in response to my greeting. "Hey, Banksie. Some of us Ducks are going to the mall today to see a movie. It's my duty to call and ask if you want to come with us." I heard Charlie's voice laughing at the other end. "What movie and what time?" I asked. "Miracle, twelve noon." Charlie said. "See you at the theater." I hung up without waiting for Charlie's response. I rolled over and looked up at the ceiling of my bedroom, I yawned and stretched. I pushed the thought of falling back asleep with my head stuffed under my pillow away, getting up and getting dressed. I walked into my kitchen to see my mother making breakfast. "Well, where are you going, Sweetie?" She asked seeing me dressed. She walked over to where I sat and kissed my forehead. "Some of the Ducks and I are going to the movies. I hope that's okay." I said digging into my pancakes and eggs.
"It's fine, Sweetie, you know your curfew though and I want you home before it." She said and went back to cooking having to make more for my little twin brothers who were begging for it. My family was unlike what everyone thought. Sure we were rich, but my parents took care of the house. My mother is a stay at home mom, still raising my seven year old brothers and my father goes to work on weekdays. My two older brothers are at college. Randy got into the University of Maine on a hockey scholarship and Zach is in Harvard studying law like my father. We're a close knit family, I know everything about my brothers, but they don't know everything about me.
"I got to leave now if I plan on getting there on time." I said finishing my breakfast. "Bye, mom." I kissed her cheek and walked out of the kitchen. I moved to the front door and grabbed my car keys off the hook before walking out.
I got in my car and adjusted my mirrors before pulling out. I turned on my radio and left it blasting as I drove to the mall.
My left arm itched and I scratched it, opening my cuts. I noticed blood seeping through the tan button up shirt I had thrown over a white T-shirt. "Shit." I reached into the glove compartment to find a napkin. I pulled over and began to work on my arm. I placed the napkin over the cuts I opened and pressed, stopping the bleeding. I reached into the back of my CRV and grabbed my just in case black sweater. I pulled the tan shirt off and slipped the black sweater over my head. I pulled off the side of the road and continued onto until I reached the mall.
I walked over to the Ducks normal meeting spot and saw my friends. Charlie and Goldberg were in a heated conversation about Minnesota Wild. Guy and Connie were all over each other. Fulton was sitting on the side with Portman next to him and both were listening to Ken and Julie with confused expressions on there faces, I guess it was something about school. No one noticed me walk up to them.
"Do you really think they're going to catch on to what you're saying, Cat Lady?" I asked walking into Fulton, Portman, Julie, and Ken's conversation.
"No, but it's worth a shot." She laughed.
"Does everyone have a ticket?" I asked the group and Connie and Guy were kind enough to stop making out and pay attention to what I was asking.
"Yeah, I got you one, too, Banksie." I directed my attention to Charlie who was speaking to me. A light blush crept onto my cheeks as I took the ticket from him.
"Thanks, Conway." I said.
"Now that we're all here, let's go see a Miracle!" Portman laughed and we all followed him into the theater.
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Thanks to all the reviews I've gotten so far.
Crazy4nc128- It was very sad but a necessary part of my story. I was so happy when I went onto ff.net last night that I saw you updated. I haven't reviewed yet cause ff.net feels like being mean to me but I will the first chance I get.
Squirt00- Thanks for reading and reviewing. You are right, people really don't know how much saying a few words can change someone. I'm not sure if this'll be as powerful after I add chapters but I thank you for saying it is.
Bye!
~*Angel*~