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Chapter 3:Homecoming
Will looked at his mother, worry etched in his young face as she glanced at him, nearing tears. "Will, hun, you know how your father was stationed in Iraq?" Will's mother asked.
Will nodded. His father had left a month before school started, he was really worried now, discussions about his father were few and far apart for fear that they would build false hopes. It's what his dad had said to do. 'Go on now, don't worry about me. I'll be find, we aren't doing much fighting at the moment. I'll write as much as I can.' They only received two letters since he left.
"Well, we've just got word that he and a few other men have gone missing. No one knows what happened, they're just gone. There's still a good chance they're still alive." She looked down at the ground, tears falling down her cheeks and making little pools on the sidewalk.
"There's always hope mum." Angel said hugging her mom as if her life depended on it.
"Yeah," Will added, walking up to his mother and sister. "He'll be fine. He'll come back. Just give it time." Even as he said this doubt filled his mind, as he put a comforting arm on his mothers shoulder.
(Jump ahead to fifth period and the announcements)
The principal came on the intercom in the room for the afternoon announcements. "Good Afternoon." He said. Usually, at this time Will would tune him out preferring the History Nazi's lectures than useless garbage, but today was different. Today he paid attention."Good luck to the football team as they go up against the Mustangs tonight. Congratulations to the Band for making this weeks Band of the Week." Will smiled at thins. He was always proud of the fact that he was in the band. "Remember, Homecoming is next week, followed by the Fall Homecoming dance the next night. The cost for the dance this year is $10 for singles and $15 for couples. Thank you and good afternoon. Enjoy your weekend." The speakers switched off and Mr. Patton continued to talk about the American Civil War. A totally boring subject.
'Hmm. Homecoming. I wonder if Liz would wanna go with me.' He thought to himself as the bell rang. This bell meant only one thing, LUNCH! The greatest period in school. Will got out of his seat after copying his homework and went to his locker to retrieve his lunch.
*~*(New person) Mike*~*
Mike walked into the cafeteria and sighed. The smell of food was a calming thing. Even if it *was* the school food. He looked over and saw Bree talking with the other girls in C.C. Kelcie saw him coming and moved over to give him room. He inhaled deeply, for some reason he was nervous. Normally he could talk to Bree with no problem. Today was different, perhaps it was the fact that he could be facing rejection, or humiliation that made his blood run cold.
He walked over to the table and sat down in the space provided for him by Kelcie. He waited a minute for her to stop talking to Megan. "Hey Mike." She said to him. "What's up?" She asked, her attention now focused on him.
"The sky, birds, clouds." He said smiling, it was an inside joke that only the two of them understood. "Besides that, nothing." 'Smooth. Stupid dumb ass' the voice in his head said. 'Real smooth.'
"Cool." She said getting up. "Anyone commin' with?" She pointed to the lunch line. Mike got up followed by Sarah for Ryan Maxwell had just gotten in line. "Standing in line with me will not give you much more of a chance with Ryan." Bree added, rolling her eyes. It was obvious to anyone but Ryan that Sarah has the hots for him. He was smart, funny, tall, and a little mysterious. He'd get along well with Sarah who liked that kind of thing in a guy.
They made their way casually into line. Ryan was standing there, looking bored as Hell, judging by the far-away look in his eye's. "Hey Maxwell." Mike said to him, jerking the dark haired boy out of his ravine. He nodded at them. Sarah went up and started talking to him. Mike just shook his head and started to talk to Bree.
"God I hate school" She said sighing lightly.
"I concur."(That's for you Artemis17!) He said, spinning once. He looked at her, her strawberry-blonde hair spilling over her delicate shoulder, silvery-blue eyes sparkling. She tilted her head slightly to one side, studying him. 'Spit it out dufus.' The voice said again. "Do you have a date to homecoming yet?"
"No, why, are you asking me out?" She looked at him with questioning look in her eyes.
"Yes. Why, you don't wanna go with me or something?" He asked paling slightly. She laughed.
"No stupid, I'd love to go with you. I'm just bein' hard on you that's all." She said hugging him, and then kissing him lightly.
"I thought so." He said kissing her back. And so forms the first couple between the CC kids.
*~*Ryan's POV*~*
I watched out of the corner of my eye as Mike asked Breann to Homecoming with him. "Young love." I said, shaking my head. They were still standing there in their own little world, still kissing each other.
"It's the best kind." Sarah said "Hey, you two, PDA. Please, my virgin eyes." They parted rather reluctantly. "I can't wait until the dance." I think she was hinting at something. Who knows with this girl. "I love those dances. The lights, music, and then there's Sparrow when he spikes the punch."
"Yeah, then all those dumb enough to drink it, no one can walk strait for the rest of the night." I said "It's great." Closing my eye's I sighed remembering band camp.
"Do you remember that one time at band camp?" We asked together. I laughed, some things never change. "When we played lap tag." I finished.
"Yeah, those were some great times. Then somehow he managed to get all the seniors to-" I stopped, and shuttered, that was a not so nice memory that doesn't need to be revisited.
"Please don't go there." She said to me, smiling, her green eyes stood out against her pale face and raven hair giving her an extra sparkle. 'Wow, she's cute.' said the voice inside my head. 'Where'd that come from?' "Hey, spur of the moment idea here...wanna go to Homecoming with me?" 'Please say yes. Ack! The effect of women.'
"Did you need to ask?" She asked me quietly, almost looking like she was praying this was actually happening. I shrugged. "Sure I'll go with you. How could I resist that smile?"
Was I smiling? I didn't know I had an irresistible smile. I wonder what else she's thinking. "Am I irresistible ?" I asked smirking
"I've never had you, wouldn't know." She said. "But from what I can tell yes, you are."
*~*~*~*
Will was sitting in band, Trumpet in hand, waiting to start. He was also hoping beyond all belief that Liz would hurry up and sit down. Will was second chair trumpet, Liz was in the third seat, right next to him.Jack was sitting casually off to the back reading over his music, tapping on his snare lightly as he did so. Ana walked up to him, saxophone in hand and poked him, causing him to lose concentration. He shook his head, Jack really like her, she really seemed to like him too.
Finally after what seemed like eternity, she slumped down in her chair, brown hair falling into her eyes, shadowing them. "Hi Liz. How's life treating you today?" He asked. She looked up at him and shrugged.
"Fair." She said. "You. Anything exciting happen since Algebra?"
"Nothing. So, do you have a date for next week?" 'No. You don't. Say that you don't, please say-'
"Not yet, why?" She looked at him eyebrows raised.
'Score one for Will Turner!' "I was wondering, wanna go with me?" 'Now you can say yes.'
"Sure, why not. As long as you protect me from Norrington. That slimy, cheating bastard. God I hate that fag." She was glaring at the music in front of them. He was pretty sure that if he didn't change the subject, there would be a burning hole in the center of the page. Mr. Douglas might not appreciate this very much seeing as how 'Shout It Out' was an expensive piece to buy the music for.
"So, did you see the new Lord of the Rings movie yet." She stopped glaring at the stand and shook her head 'no' "Do you wanna go with me and see it tomorrow?" She thought for a second.
"Sounds good." She took out a pen and wrote her phone number and address on his hand. "Call me before you pick me up. If you can't get through for whatever reason e-mail me." She then rolled up his long-sleeved shirt and wrote frodolives05@aol.com (not actual e-mail) up his arm. She then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before they began to play.
Read and Review. I'll appreciate it. Perhaps so much that I'll update quicker. BTW the e-mail isn't real, and if it is, I sorry, me didn't mean to take it. I've always wanted that on my license plate. (Minus the 05 part.)
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Chapter 3:Homecoming
Will looked at his mother, worry etched in his young face as she glanced at him, nearing tears. "Will, hun, you know how your father was stationed in Iraq?" Will's mother asked.
Will nodded. His father had left a month before school started, he was really worried now, discussions about his father were few and far apart for fear that they would build false hopes. It's what his dad had said to do. 'Go on now, don't worry about me. I'll be find, we aren't doing much fighting at the moment. I'll write as much as I can.' They only received two letters since he left.
"Well, we've just got word that he and a few other men have gone missing. No one knows what happened, they're just gone. There's still a good chance they're still alive." She looked down at the ground, tears falling down her cheeks and making little pools on the sidewalk.
"There's always hope mum." Angel said hugging her mom as if her life depended on it.
"Yeah," Will added, walking up to his mother and sister. "He'll be fine. He'll come back. Just give it time." Even as he said this doubt filled his mind, as he put a comforting arm on his mothers shoulder.
(Jump ahead to fifth period and the announcements)
The principal came on the intercom in the room for the afternoon announcements. "Good Afternoon." He said. Usually, at this time Will would tune him out preferring the History Nazi's lectures than useless garbage, but today was different. Today he paid attention."Good luck to the football team as they go up against the Mustangs tonight. Congratulations to the Band for making this weeks Band of the Week." Will smiled at thins. He was always proud of the fact that he was in the band. "Remember, Homecoming is next week, followed by the Fall Homecoming dance the next night. The cost for the dance this year is $10 for singles and $15 for couples. Thank you and good afternoon. Enjoy your weekend." The speakers switched off and Mr. Patton continued to talk about the American Civil War. A totally boring subject.
'Hmm. Homecoming. I wonder if Liz would wanna go with me.' He thought to himself as the bell rang. This bell meant only one thing, LUNCH! The greatest period in school. Will got out of his seat after copying his homework and went to his locker to retrieve his lunch.
*~*(New person) Mike*~*
Mike walked into the cafeteria and sighed. The smell of food was a calming thing. Even if it *was* the school food. He looked over and saw Bree talking with the other girls in C.C. Kelcie saw him coming and moved over to give him room. He inhaled deeply, for some reason he was nervous. Normally he could talk to Bree with no problem. Today was different, perhaps it was the fact that he could be facing rejection, or humiliation that made his blood run cold.
He walked over to the table and sat down in the space provided for him by Kelcie. He waited a minute for her to stop talking to Megan. "Hey Mike." She said to him. "What's up?" She asked, her attention now focused on him.
"The sky, birds, clouds." He said smiling, it was an inside joke that only the two of them understood. "Besides that, nothing." 'Smooth. Stupid dumb ass' the voice in his head said. 'Real smooth.'
"Cool." She said getting up. "Anyone commin' with?" She pointed to the lunch line. Mike got up followed by Sarah for Ryan Maxwell had just gotten in line. "Standing in line with me will not give you much more of a chance with Ryan." Bree added, rolling her eyes. It was obvious to anyone but Ryan that Sarah has the hots for him. He was smart, funny, tall, and a little mysterious. He'd get along well with Sarah who liked that kind of thing in a guy.
They made their way casually into line. Ryan was standing there, looking bored as Hell, judging by the far-away look in his eye's. "Hey Maxwell." Mike said to him, jerking the dark haired boy out of his ravine. He nodded at them. Sarah went up and started talking to him. Mike just shook his head and started to talk to Bree.
"God I hate school" She said sighing lightly.
"I concur."(That's for you Artemis17!) He said, spinning once. He looked at her, her strawberry-blonde hair spilling over her delicate shoulder, silvery-blue eyes sparkling. She tilted her head slightly to one side, studying him. 'Spit it out dufus.' The voice said again. "Do you have a date to homecoming yet?"
"No, why, are you asking me out?" She looked at him with questioning look in her eyes.
"Yes. Why, you don't wanna go with me or something?" He asked paling slightly. She laughed.
"No stupid, I'd love to go with you. I'm just bein' hard on you that's all." She said hugging him, and then kissing him lightly.
"I thought so." He said kissing her back. And so forms the first couple between the CC kids.
*~*Ryan's POV*~*
I watched out of the corner of my eye as Mike asked Breann to Homecoming with him. "Young love." I said, shaking my head. They were still standing there in their own little world, still kissing each other.
"It's the best kind." Sarah said "Hey, you two, PDA. Please, my virgin eyes." They parted rather reluctantly. "I can't wait until the dance." I think she was hinting at something. Who knows with this girl. "I love those dances. The lights, music, and then there's Sparrow when he spikes the punch."
"Yeah, then all those dumb enough to drink it, no one can walk strait for the rest of the night." I said "It's great." Closing my eye's I sighed remembering band camp.
"Do you remember that one time at band camp?" We asked together. I laughed, some things never change. "When we played lap tag." I finished.
"Yeah, those were some great times. Then somehow he managed to get all the seniors to-" I stopped, and shuttered, that was a not so nice memory that doesn't need to be revisited.
"Please don't go there." She said to me, smiling, her green eyes stood out against her pale face and raven hair giving her an extra sparkle. 'Wow, she's cute.' said the voice inside my head. 'Where'd that come from?' "Hey, spur of the moment idea here...wanna go to Homecoming with me?" 'Please say yes. Ack! The effect of women.'
"Did you need to ask?" She asked me quietly, almost looking like she was praying this was actually happening. I shrugged. "Sure I'll go with you. How could I resist that smile?"
Was I smiling? I didn't know I had an irresistible smile. I wonder what else she's thinking. "Am I irresistible ?" I asked smirking
"I've never had you, wouldn't know." She said. "But from what I can tell yes, you are."
*~*~*~*
Will was sitting in band, Trumpet in hand, waiting to start. He was also hoping beyond all belief that Liz would hurry up and sit down. Will was second chair trumpet, Liz was in the third seat, right next to him.Jack was sitting casually off to the back reading over his music, tapping on his snare lightly as he did so. Ana walked up to him, saxophone in hand and poked him, causing him to lose concentration. He shook his head, Jack really like her, she really seemed to like him too.
Finally after what seemed like eternity, she slumped down in her chair, brown hair falling into her eyes, shadowing them. "Hi Liz. How's life treating you today?" He asked. She looked up at him and shrugged.
"Fair." She said. "You. Anything exciting happen since Algebra?"
"Nothing. So, do you have a date for next week?" 'No. You don't. Say that you don't, please say-'
"Not yet, why?" She looked at him eyebrows raised.
'Score one for Will Turner!' "I was wondering, wanna go with me?" 'Now you can say yes.'
"Sure, why not. As long as you protect me from Norrington. That slimy, cheating bastard. God I hate that fag." She was glaring at the music in front of them. He was pretty sure that if he didn't change the subject, there would be a burning hole in the center of the page. Mr. Douglas might not appreciate this very much seeing as how 'Shout It Out' was an expensive piece to buy the music for.
"So, did you see the new Lord of the Rings movie yet." She stopped glaring at the stand and shook her head 'no' "Do you wanna go with me and see it tomorrow?" She thought for a second.
"Sounds good." She took out a pen and wrote her phone number and address on his hand. "Call me before you pick me up. If you can't get through for whatever reason e-mail me." She then rolled up his long-sleeved shirt and wrote frodolives05@aol.com (not actual e-mail) up his arm. She then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before they began to play.
Read and Review. I'll appreciate it. Perhaps so much that I'll update quicker. BTW the e-mail isn't real, and if it is, I sorry, me didn't mean to take it. I've always wanted that on my license plate. (Minus the 05 part.)
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