Disclaimer: I don't own the song Don't Bother Me by the Beatles! I don't own Puck, Snow, Ghost, Trigger, Lavender, Camaderie, Poker or Skater either. I also don't own MTV or the song This Love by Maroon 5. I don't own Converse, either! I only own Rachel, Olivia and Tag.

This chapter is about Rachel and Olivia now! I'm using this wonderful song by the Beatles, once again, but I have to change some words because it says "she" but I need "he"! So, I hope you don't mind Paul and Ringo!

Ok, I have this situation handled here…Peter is in THAT corner *points to corner near the window* and Specs is in THAT corner *points to corner opposite from Peter* Now, let's hope they don't start another fight again…but if they really wanna rip each other's shirts…or lack thereof, off then I won't stop them! All right, onto the chapter!

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"Olivia, wake up ya bum!" Rachel yelled to her lazy sister from her doorway. It was already 6:15 in the morning and today was their first day back at school. She watched her sister get out of bed, whining as much as possible, before going downstairs to brush her teeth, put on her make-up and whatnot. The TV on the kitchen counter was blasting MTV, now playing the new Maroon 5 video, This Love. As Rachel fastened her necklace and put her hair up in a ponytail, she sang along with great force.

"THIS LOVE HAS TAKEN ITS TOLL ON ME…LIVVY! Get up NOW!" It was an attempt to get Olivia awake and downstairs. She retrieved her purple toothbrush from the holder and brushed away. She swept on some of that new dark gold eye shadow stuff her mom bought her and applied her lip gloss. She stood up straight and examined herself in the mirror. Hm. I don't look so bad. She was wearing a light pink long-sleeved shirt with a black t-shirt over it. She had on regular blue jeans and her black Converse sneakers. As usual, she was wearing two rope bracelets, orange and pink, and her yellow watch on her right hand and a silver charm bracelet with only three charms on her left. She never took those things off, never. They were so special to her, but no one could see why. Just like Specs' letter. She kept it in her left back pocket everyday. She took it out only once, in 5th period and read it twice. It was like a daily ritual that she couldn't change. She didn't like change anyways.

Since he's been gone
I want no one
To talk to me
It's not the same
But I'm to blame
It's plain to see

So go away and leave me alone
Don't bother me

"Hey Rach!" Rachel's best friend, Puck, called out to her. They had been best friend ever since 5th grade. She had shiny blonde hair, green eyes, braces, freckles and was kinda tall; the same height as Rachel. "What's up?" She smiled to reveal her mouth full o' metal and waved excitedly to her best bud.

"Heya Puck. Not much…just the usual stuff." They walked to 1st period, World history, and sat down in the back. As usual, Puck opened her notebook and started doing her homework while Rachel doodled, waiting for the morning bell to ring. Every single morning, she doodled something about Newsies. It wasn't necessarily drawings all the time, most of it were words. Words about Specs and how much she loved him and how much she missed him. The people who sat around her never believed her story about going back in time and hooking up with a newsie. Who cares what they think anyway. I know it's true. Olivia knows it's true. Specs knows it's true.

The morning bell rang and the announcements came on. Rachel sighed and looked around at her friends, her classmates, her peers. She didn't belong. She didn't belong in this time, with these people or anything. She belonged in 1899 with Specs.

I can't believe
That he would leave
Me on my own
It's just not right
Where every night
I'm all alone

I've got no time for you right now
Don't bother me

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Olivia shoved her books into her locker and kicked it shut. She stuffed her day's homework to the bottom of her book bag, never to be seen again. Her planner lay in the very back corner of her room, cobwebs most likely overtaking it. And she wondered why she didn't get good grades. She glanced at the clock and tapped her foot impatiently.

"Come on, Trigger…it's 2:15...school's out and I'm waiting…" Olivia muttered to herself. Finally, at 2:20, she saw her best buddy, Trigger, come walloping down the hall. She had more books than she could carry and a pen in her mouth.

"Sorry!" She said, although it was muffled. "I was…*patooey*" She spit the pen out and resumed talking. "I was just getting all my homework together. You KNOW how Ms. Weiss likes to pile on the work whenever we get back from a holiday!" Olivia looked into Trigger's sincere brown eyes and raised her eyebrow in confusion.

"She does? I never noticed it."

"That's because you never pay attention in class and I end up giving you ALL the information the night before the assignment is due! Your resolution should be to stop procrastinating and start focusing on school. I can't even imagine what you were like last year when you actually THOUGHT about boys." Trigger glanced at the handsome boys passing by that were eyeing Olivia and she wasn't even taking notice to it.

"Don't make me talk about it…can we just go, please? I don't wanna miss my bus!" She grabbed a few book's from Trigger's arm, took her hand and ran down the hall towards the buses.

As Olivia departed, she called out to her best friend.

"Trigger! I'll call you tonight!!…Man!" She said more quietly. "There was a Trigger back in 1899, too! It's so confusing!" She pulled her hair and ran to her bus.

She gracefully slid next to Ghost in the 4th seat. Her natural red highlights shone in the sun and stood out from her brown hair. She sat there biting her nail and looking at Olivia through her glasses, which she only wore whenever she felt like it.

"How's it rollin', Olivia?" Ghost asked.

"Eh, it's all right." Olivia responded absentmindedly. That was always the answer to that question recently. She had been so tired of everyday life and everything in it and everyone in it. She had been thinking a lot about Blink lately. And the fact of the matter is, she really DID miss him. Although she really didn't show it to her friends and family, she missed him a whole bunch. Sometimes, she would cry herself to sleep thinking about him.

"Oh, man…look at that." Ghost suddenly spoke in a seductive voice. She was looking at the pictures of Skittery she had taped on the back of her binder. Olivia stared at the picture before looking at her friend.

"He was better looking in person." With that, she grabbed her book bag and got off the bus at her street, leaving Ghost open mouthed and wondering.

I know I'll never be the same
If I don't get him back again
Because I know he'll always be
The only guy for me

But till he's here
Please don't come near
just stay away
I'll let you know
When he's come home
Until that the day

Don't come around leave me alone
Don't bother me

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Rachel threw her school stuff on the ground and ran up to her room. She shut the door and signed onto her screen name. She searched her list and saw that Poker was, indeed, on.

DCnewsie582: Hey Pookie

Pokernewsie: Hey Rachel! I wanna come back to GA with you! I hate it in new york

DCnewsie582: Don't complain, Lizzie. I'd much rather be in NYC again than down here. You're so lucky…*scoff*

Pokernewsie: so how was your day

DCnewsie582: it was all right…that guy, Phillip, tried to talk to me again, but I just kinda ignored him. It's getting really annoying. *pulls hair out*

Pokernewsie: Ok, Rachel, for real now. You need to get over Specs and find a new guy. I've seen Phillip before and trust me…he's totally your type! Just give him a chance!

DCnewsie582: no, you don't get it at all…Specs is my type. Not Phillip or anyone else at my school. No one understands me and they never will. I'll bbl…see ya

Pokernewsie: wait!!

Auto response from DCnewsie582: Go Away

Rachel flopped down on her bed and covered her head with her pillow to drown out the annoying sounds from the computer. Right now, she just wanted to be left alone. The only person that could possibly cheer her up now would be Specs, but that's impossible. Eventually, she fell asleep in that same position, not moving for 3 hours.

I've got no time for you right now
Don't bother me

I know I'll never be the same
If I don't get him back again
Because I know he'll always be
The only guy for me

But till he's here
Please don't come near
Just stay away
I'll let you know
When he's come home
Until that the day

Don't come around leave me alone
Don't bother me
Don't bother me
Don't bother me

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That's the end of chapter 3! Rachel is really depressed, isn't she? Well, I guess I would be too if I had hooked up with Specs for two days then never got to see him for like 6 months. Well, I made it through one chapter with complete peace…no fighting. I just have to watch what I say because you know Pete has a bad temper…

PETE: Bad temper!! I do NOT have a bad temper!!

Oh, man…*smacks head* Onto the next chapter…