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I got back to school on Wednesday. Which was a real bitch, pardon me language, but I broke my right collarbone so I had to write with me left hand, which was Really frustrating. And just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse school ended, and I remembered I didn't have a car to drive home. Jesse's dad had given the three of us a ride to school, but I never asked how I was suppose to get home. I looked around for Jesse Charlie or Nick but then remembered they had hockey practice so I had no one to walk home with. So instead I just hung out wait for somebody so went to the library, sat and thought. But in the true fashion of bad days I got caught up in a good book and read right till four thirty.
"Shit," I mumbled under my breath. I really need to stop that cursing had become my new thing, to think what my Mother would say. But I guess I have a reason hockey practice ended at four. Which mean I'd bet you fifty buck that everyone is already long gone with Coaches I want you out in fifteen minutes rule. I grabbed my backpack and walked quickly outside, maybe some one was still there.
No such luck. That was when the rain came, convenient huh? Just to top off my terrible day it had to be raining, my shoulder hurt like hell my pain killers were at home which was a thirty minute walk and I was getting soaking wet.
"Anything else!" I screamed at, well I don't know who I really screamed at. But I threw my hands, well hand up. You know yelling at nobody kind makes you feel better, you should try it some time. So that's what I did, I screamed non-coherent sentences in the pouring rain. Yep I've lost it.
"Feel any better?" Someone asked from behind me.
"I feel," I paused trying to think of the right word, "Wet." I turned to see Julie standing there also wet.
She laughed at me, "Well standing in the rain has a tendency to get you wet."
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Heading back to my dorm," I nodded vaguely remembering her telling me she lived here. "You?"
"Well I was waiting in the library so I wouldn't have to walk home by myself, but now I'm standing in the pouring rain yelling like a maniac." She smiled.
"Bad day?"
"Yep."
"Me too, Come on." She said grabbing my hand as she started to dance.
"What are you doing?"
"Come on it's raining. Haven't you ever danced in the rain? It's good for you."
"No"
"Come on not even as a little kid?" I shook my head no again. "It's like my favorite thing in this entire world," She said dancing around me, "Come on it'll make you feel better." What the hell, I finally decided. So I joined her jumping around and shaking my groove thing like the dork I truly am. We finally collapsed together under the cover of a big tree. We were laughing like complete idiots.
"Were such dorks," I said shaking my head.
"But you feel better," She said smiling.
"I do. Thanks,"
"It was my pleasure Mr. Banks." I rested back against the tree, Julie settling down her head against my shoulder. It was nice lying there in the rain with her.
"Thank you." I said not exactly sure why I was thanking her. But she just gave me that smile the one where it didn't matter I sounded like a complete fool who didn't make any sense.
"How are you?" She sat up asking me after a long silence.
I hate that question. I mean what do you say? I'm fine because that's what people want to hear, or do you shoot off everything that's wrong with your life when they didn't care in the first place? "I think things are getting better. But I don't know, I guess I don't trust things going normal for the last couple of days." There was that smile again. I really loved her smile.
"What is normal anyway?"
"With me, you never know. I mean what was normal me was playing hockey and hanging out and being happy, well as happy as sixteen year old gets. What was normal was fighting with my Dad and bitching about it to everyone for days." I said shivering. I don't know if it was the fact it was freezing outside and I was wet or because I'd said that out loud.
Julie gave me a slightly confused look. But I couldn't blame her all she'd heard, hell all anyone had heard, was about my amazing Father, you know the one who could jump building in a single bound, vanquish any closet monster, the Father I missed like crazy.
"Don't get me wrong, my Father and I had a great relationship, we just fought, sometimes. My Mom always said it was because we were so much a like and I don't about that but I know we did. I think a lot of it was I loved him like crazy, he just didn't have time to be there for everything and I would blame him and get all mad and at first he'd get all, I'm doing this for you and you should be grateful, but eventually he'd apologize. Normally with a large present and he'd hang around more often for a little while at least." I looked down at my hand, not sure if I wanted to continue. "You know what, I'm really sorry I hate going off on these tangents of mine. Forget I said anything."
"I wont," She said starring at me. "Adam for some reason you feel bad about this. I don't know why, but I can hear it in your voice. And you shouldn't. Everyone gets mad at their parents, you should hear Charlie go off at Casey."
"Yeah but not everyone's parents are dead." I said with a lot more anger than intended.
We fell silent for a very long time. Not that I blame her, I nearly snapped her head off.
"My Mother is." I jumped when she spoke.
"Really?" I asked my voice coming out a little shaky.
"Yep she died when I was nine. I was mad at her for a long time, leaving me a lone with all those brothers. She promised she'd be okay. But with cancer you never know."
"I'm not mad at my Parents for dying it's not there fault they got hit by a Semi-Truck. I was mad at him before they died. My last conversation with my Father I hung up on him, he called to say he was sorry I hung up he got in the car and was turned into road kill somewhere on highway 101."
She sat back thinking. I don't think she was expecting that one. I'd never told anyone. What was there to say? No one could do anything about it. And everyone always so worried about me. In the silence it finally started to seek into my male head what she'd said about her mom. "Was it hard?" I asked referring to the death of her Mom.
"Oh yeah. I don't remember a lot, just crying my eyes out. I lost all my friends that summer, I kept pushing people away." She stopped and looked at me. "But somewhere across the line I stopped thinking about it as much, then I started to forget. I think I'll always have a bit of a hole in my stomach, but it's feeling you get use to." I knew the feeling, the hole she was talking about. The one that hurt like hell no matter what you did, the one that made you not hungry the one that made it impossible to sleep at night. I knew, and for the first time I was talking to someone else who knew.
"Adam?" I jumped at the sound of my voice but stood up turning around to see Gordon, Jason and oddly enough Jesse.
"Hey," I said looking at them.
"Why didn't you come home?" Gordon asked. He wasn't yelling, but I could see it on all there faces, I'd sacred um' shitless.
"I'm sorry Coach, it's my fault." Julie said standing up next to me. "I found him out here and have been talking his ear off for like the last," She glanced down at her watch, "Two hours." She said.
"I realized I had to walk home, and didn't want to. Well at least not all by myself so I went to the library to wait, but I lost track of time and the Julie found me." I explained all the way to the car.
"You are such a freak," Jason said shaking his head.
"See ya Julie," I said climbing into the back seat. She smiled and waved.
"Get to your dorm room and get dry." Gordon warned her using his Coach voice.
"I'm sorry," I said sitting there dripping, feeling awful. The second time in one week I worried all these people.
Gordon took a deep breath, "It's okay. We were just worried, after last week and all." He said sounding very tired. I looked over at Jason, who'd sat in the back with me. He shot me a smile and I knew it was okay.
"I brought your pain killers," Gordon said when we pulled up at a read light. He tossed me back the bottle.
"Gordon Bombay you are a GOD." I said swallowing the pill dry.
"I've been told that before," He said puffing up hi chest. The whole car laughed. Laughter is a great tension reliever. We pulled up at the apartment. I could not wait to get in there and take a shower and get in some nice dry clothes. The moment we came in three people came to there feet. Casey, Charlie and Nick all looked at me. They looked so concerned, yet so relived. Casey pulled me into a hug, as wet as I was.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine just lost track of time." I said shortening the story.
Nick looked like he was about to hit the roof. "You lost track of time," He yelled at me throwing me back against the door. Which hurt like a bitch might I add, "Don't ever do that to me again," Jason the good older brother that he is intervened at that moment. Pulling a now sobbing Nick off of me and into a hug.
"Hey, hey Shorty chill. Alright, it's okay." I looked around at everyone. But my eyes kept looking back over to Nick, my best friend in the entire world. I was pushing him away. So I walked over and joined there hug.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"Are you kidding me I'm the one that threw you against the door, I'm sorry." We hugged for a second time. When we pulled away Gordon came over and put a hand on my good shoulder.
"You should go get changed." I nod heading back to my room. I must admit this day wasn't complete crap. Julie was amazing, memo to self hang out with her more. And she may have just saved my friendship with Nick. Life was good. Well as good as a sixteen year old with a broken collar bone who's life's gone to complete hell, can get.
So what do ya think? I've been getting Julie demands so she's back! What do ya think? I love to hear from you so click that button! Rachel!
PrincessBethy- Thank you bunches. You're so sweet.
Danish girl- Yep Adam is on the road to better. Enjoy!
Gina- Thank you thank you thank you! I know I Rock.. but it's nice to hear it. You are SO GREAT!
Crazy4nc128- lol thanks for reviewing, I love hearing from you! '
Banksiebabe99- Here's your update, I hope you enjoy!
Neetu- there is more Julie ahead just scroll down and read!
I got back to school on Wednesday. Which was a real bitch, pardon me language, but I broke my right collarbone so I had to write with me left hand, which was Really frustrating. And just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse school ended, and I remembered I didn't have a car to drive home. Jesse's dad had given the three of us a ride to school, but I never asked how I was suppose to get home. I looked around for Jesse Charlie or Nick but then remembered they had hockey practice so I had no one to walk home with. So instead I just hung out wait for somebody so went to the library, sat and thought. But in the true fashion of bad days I got caught up in a good book and read right till four thirty.
"Shit," I mumbled under my breath. I really need to stop that cursing had become my new thing, to think what my Mother would say. But I guess I have a reason hockey practice ended at four. Which mean I'd bet you fifty buck that everyone is already long gone with Coaches I want you out in fifteen minutes rule. I grabbed my backpack and walked quickly outside, maybe some one was still there.
No such luck. That was when the rain came, convenient huh? Just to top off my terrible day it had to be raining, my shoulder hurt like hell my pain killers were at home which was a thirty minute walk and I was getting soaking wet.
"Anything else!" I screamed at, well I don't know who I really screamed at. But I threw my hands, well hand up. You know yelling at nobody kind makes you feel better, you should try it some time. So that's what I did, I screamed non-coherent sentences in the pouring rain. Yep I've lost it.
"Feel any better?" Someone asked from behind me.
"I feel," I paused trying to think of the right word, "Wet." I turned to see Julie standing there also wet.
She laughed at me, "Well standing in the rain has a tendency to get you wet."
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Heading back to my dorm," I nodded vaguely remembering her telling me she lived here. "You?"
"Well I was waiting in the library so I wouldn't have to walk home by myself, but now I'm standing in the pouring rain yelling like a maniac." She smiled.
"Bad day?"
"Yep."
"Me too, Come on." She said grabbing my hand as she started to dance.
"What are you doing?"
"Come on it's raining. Haven't you ever danced in the rain? It's good for you."
"No"
"Come on not even as a little kid?" I shook my head no again. "It's like my favorite thing in this entire world," She said dancing around me, "Come on it'll make you feel better." What the hell, I finally decided. So I joined her jumping around and shaking my groove thing like the dork I truly am. We finally collapsed together under the cover of a big tree. We were laughing like complete idiots.
"Were such dorks," I said shaking my head.
"But you feel better," She said smiling.
"I do. Thanks,"
"It was my pleasure Mr. Banks." I rested back against the tree, Julie settling down her head against my shoulder. It was nice lying there in the rain with her.
"Thank you." I said not exactly sure why I was thanking her. But she just gave me that smile the one where it didn't matter I sounded like a complete fool who didn't make any sense.
"How are you?" She sat up asking me after a long silence.
I hate that question. I mean what do you say? I'm fine because that's what people want to hear, or do you shoot off everything that's wrong with your life when they didn't care in the first place? "I think things are getting better. But I don't know, I guess I don't trust things going normal for the last couple of days." There was that smile again. I really loved her smile.
"What is normal anyway?"
"With me, you never know. I mean what was normal me was playing hockey and hanging out and being happy, well as happy as sixteen year old gets. What was normal was fighting with my Dad and bitching about it to everyone for days." I said shivering. I don't know if it was the fact it was freezing outside and I was wet or because I'd said that out loud.
Julie gave me a slightly confused look. But I couldn't blame her all she'd heard, hell all anyone had heard, was about my amazing Father, you know the one who could jump building in a single bound, vanquish any closet monster, the Father I missed like crazy.
"Don't get me wrong, my Father and I had a great relationship, we just fought, sometimes. My Mom always said it was because we were so much a like and I don't about that but I know we did. I think a lot of it was I loved him like crazy, he just didn't have time to be there for everything and I would blame him and get all mad and at first he'd get all, I'm doing this for you and you should be grateful, but eventually he'd apologize. Normally with a large present and he'd hang around more often for a little while at least." I looked down at my hand, not sure if I wanted to continue. "You know what, I'm really sorry I hate going off on these tangents of mine. Forget I said anything."
"I wont," She said starring at me. "Adam for some reason you feel bad about this. I don't know why, but I can hear it in your voice. And you shouldn't. Everyone gets mad at their parents, you should hear Charlie go off at Casey."
"Yeah but not everyone's parents are dead." I said with a lot more anger than intended.
We fell silent for a very long time. Not that I blame her, I nearly snapped her head off.
"My Mother is." I jumped when she spoke.
"Really?" I asked my voice coming out a little shaky.
"Yep she died when I was nine. I was mad at her for a long time, leaving me a lone with all those brothers. She promised she'd be okay. But with cancer you never know."
"I'm not mad at my Parents for dying it's not there fault they got hit by a Semi-Truck. I was mad at him before they died. My last conversation with my Father I hung up on him, he called to say he was sorry I hung up he got in the car and was turned into road kill somewhere on highway 101."
She sat back thinking. I don't think she was expecting that one. I'd never told anyone. What was there to say? No one could do anything about it. And everyone always so worried about me. In the silence it finally started to seek into my male head what she'd said about her mom. "Was it hard?" I asked referring to the death of her Mom.
"Oh yeah. I don't remember a lot, just crying my eyes out. I lost all my friends that summer, I kept pushing people away." She stopped and looked at me. "But somewhere across the line I stopped thinking about it as much, then I started to forget. I think I'll always have a bit of a hole in my stomach, but it's feeling you get use to." I knew the feeling, the hole she was talking about. The one that hurt like hell no matter what you did, the one that made you not hungry the one that made it impossible to sleep at night. I knew, and for the first time I was talking to someone else who knew.
"Adam?" I jumped at the sound of my voice but stood up turning around to see Gordon, Jason and oddly enough Jesse.
"Hey," I said looking at them.
"Why didn't you come home?" Gordon asked. He wasn't yelling, but I could see it on all there faces, I'd sacred um' shitless.
"I'm sorry Coach, it's my fault." Julie said standing up next to me. "I found him out here and have been talking his ear off for like the last," She glanced down at her watch, "Two hours." She said.
"I realized I had to walk home, and didn't want to. Well at least not all by myself so I went to the library to wait, but I lost track of time and the Julie found me." I explained all the way to the car.
"You are such a freak," Jason said shaking his head.
"See ya Julie," I said climbing into the back seat. She smiled and waved.
"Get to your dorm room and get dry." Gordon warned her using his Coach voice.
"I'm sorry," I said sitting there dripping, feeling awful. The second time in one week I worried all these people.
Gordon took a deep breath, "It's okay. We were just worried, after last week and all." He said sounding very tired. I looked over at Jason, who'd sat in the back with me. He shot me a smile and I knew it was okay.
"I brought your pain killers," Gordon said when we pulled up at a read light. He tossed me back the bottle.
"Gordon Bombay you are a GOD." I said swallowing the pill dry.
"I've been told that before," He said puffing up hi chest. The whole car laughed. Laughter is a great tension reliever. We pulled up at the apartment. I could not wait to get in there and take a shower and get in some nice dry clothes. The moment we came in three people came to there feet. Casey, Charlie and Nick all looked at me. They looked so concerned, yet so relived. Casey pulled me into a hug, as wet as I was.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine just lost track of time." I said shortening the story.
Nick looked like he was about to hit the roof. "You lost track of time," He yelled at me throwing me back against the door. Which hurt like a bitch might I add, "Don't ever do that to me again," Jason the good older brother that he is intervened at that moment. Pulling a now sobbing Nick off of me and into a hug.
"Hey, hey Shorty chill. Alright, it's okay." I looked around at everyone. But my eyes kept looking back over to Nick, my best friend in the entire world. I was pushing him away. So I walked over and joined there hug.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"Are you kidding me I'm the one that threw you against the door, I'm sorry." We hugged for a second time. When we pulled away Gordon came over and put a hand on my good shoulder.
"You should go get changed." I nod heading back to my room. I must admit this day wasn't complete crap. Julie was amazing, memo to self hang out with her more. And she may have just saved my friendship with Nick. Life was good. Well as good as a sixteen year old with a broken collar bone who's life's gone to complete hell, can get.
So what do ya think? I've been getting Julie demands so she's back! What do ya think? I love to hear from you so click that button! Rachel!