Next chapter. Whee. ( I like this one. It's a little cheesy and throws a
lot of plot into a little ammount of time. According to my boyfriend. :
But it's ok.. If you like cheesy. Enjoy!
Lianna's eyes watched Michael's face closely as she faced her head in the direction of the people talking, so's to lessen the chances of anyone noticing she was staring at Michael.
Miss Higman tapped her foot idly, watching the others converse.
None of the small group had even noticed how much time had gone by. The bells and tardy bells rang and their heads were so full of thoughts and emotions they didn't even notice.
Michael cleared his throat, watching Lianna out of the corner of his eye, "Maybe we should all go home and come back tomorrow. This all was a strange experience and we probably all need some rest." He stood on the wood bench, stretching his arms out and yawning.
Laura nodded, not taking her eyes off of Richie. "Where will you go?" she tilted her head to the side slightly, staring into Richie's eyes. "You can stay with me if you have no where else to go..."
Mr. Dedmon watched the way Laura was staring at Richie and spoke his concern. "Maybe Richie should stay with Michael until tomorrow. It'd be better." He looked to Miss Higman, knowing she would back him up.
Michael nodded, jumping off of the bench. "You can stay with me, Richie." He walked over to them, prying Laura from Richie's arm.
Miss Higman stood and nodded at the entire group. "That's a better idea. You all come back here tomorrow, now?"
"Yes ma'am!" the teens answered in sync.
Mr. Dedmon snorted a quick laugh, lifting a hand to wave them away. "Go on home now. Be safe and get some rest." He walked into his office to get his things.
Lianna jumped off the planter and they all grabbed their backpacks, throwing them over their shoulders.
Their walking arrangement was a simple problem with a complicated solution. Michael and Lianna walked next to each other in the middle, Laura on Lianna's side and Richie on Michael's, to keep Laura from jumping on Richie.
Even though they could all walk the whole way together, just standing between them wasn't enough, Laura kept lunging over reaching for Richie while Lianna held her back, so they decided to split up.
When they got closer to Lianna's house, Michael and Richie turned onto a different street that would lead them around past Laura's house, to Michael's.
Laura whimpered and pouted but stayed on her course with Lianna.
When they reached Lianna's house, she turned and walked up to the front door, looking back at Laura who had turned around to look at the street Michael and Richie had turned on. "Don't even think about it, missy. You'll see him tomorrow."
Laura stomped her foot and continued walking towards her own house, waving weakly back at Lianna as she stepped in the door.
Michael and Richie were walking on the other side of two houses from Laura, so close yet so far away. All three watching their feet with an occasional glance up to make sure they weren't going to run into a pole.
Laura grumbled and dragged her feet, thinking about Richie. She started daydreaming and forgot to glance up. After a few seconds she closed her eyes and ran smack dab into a trashcan. "OOWWWWW."
Richie looked up and over to the side, scanning around the houses that stood between him and Laura. "Did you hear that?"
Michael shrugged and bit his lip, Lianna on his mind.
"Hmm... Sounded like Laura..." he paused for a moment and listened closely, grabbing Michael's arm to stop him from walking and making noise as well.
After a few seconds of silence, they started walking again. Richie spoke with a swift kick that flung a small rock across the street, "I guess I was just imagining it..."
Michael nodded and sighed lightly. "Let's hurry up and get home so it'll be tomorrow faster.."
Richie quickened his pace to show his agreement. "Thinkin' about Lianna?"
Michael shrugged sideways, keeping at Richie's side. "Maybe.."
Laura hopped the whole way home, having stubbed her toe on the garbage can. When she reached her front door she opened it and slowly entered, dropping her backpack against the wall and calling to her mom. "Mooommm?! I'm home!!" she walked into her bedroom and plopped down on her bed, sighing deeply. She stood and took a few steps towards her dresser, reaching for her cds. Taking the blue case they all were placed in, she flipped through to find her Camino Palmero cd. Putting it inside her boom box and repeating her favorite song, she walked out of her room and into the kitchen to get a snack.
Lianna sat at her computer, typing at an unbelievably fast rate and eating a bowl of ramen she had made only a few moments after she entered her house. Seeing Michael sign online, she messaged him.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: Ha-lo!
MichAeL - XIII says: Hey.
MichAeL - XIII says: Richies already made himself at home. he's watching tv and drinking my soda.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: lol
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: today was strange. . and i wonder why no one else is online. .
MichAeL - XIII says: yeah. i hope everything just stops spinning tomorrow.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: stops spinning?
MichAeL - XIII says: isn't so hectic.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: oh. . um, michael?
MichAeL - XIII says: yeah?
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: . .nevermind
MichAeL - XIII says: um ok. listen, i gotta go. richie is going through the fridge. :S
MichAeL - XIII is now offline.
Lianna closed the window with a long sigh and leaned back in her chair, staring at the screen blankly.
Richie sat on Michael's bed after being dragged away from the fridge. Digging his fist into his knee, he watched Michael rummage through his closet looking for nothing in particular.
Michael pulled out a shoebox and stared at it, catching his breath.
Richie quirked a brow, eyeing the box, "What's that?"
Michael just stared at it, keeping quiet. He sat on the bed and set the old- looking shoebox in his lap, reading the words pasted in cut-out letters from a magazine on the top: "LiANna AND mIchAel. FrIENdS forEveR!" He placed a hand on the box and wiped away some dust that hid what white was left on the colored deep blue shoebox covered in happy faces and stamps of various animals and cartoon characters. Placing a fingertip beneath the lid of the box, he gently opened it.
Richie had adjusted his position so he was sitting next to Michael and looking into the box as well.
Michael flipped through a pile of pictures of him and Lianna and some friends that had been taken when they were around 7 or 8. Admiring the many bright smiles and funny faces, he chuckled at each one as his head filled with memories and forgotten names of old friends.
Richie tilted his head to the side, watching each picture go by and glancing at Michael occasionally to laugh at his wide smile.
Michael finished looking at the pictures and set them aside, looking into the box again. He pulled out some papers that were covered in strange drawings that didn't seem half bad for being drawn by two 7-year-olds. Next he found a collection of bottle caps kept neatly in a plastic bag. Each one read "Sorry. Try again." He cleared them out of the way and saw something he'd never seen before... A folded piece of binder paper was taped to the bottom of the box and on the front read "For Michael."
Suspense. ( Hope you liked it. Next chapter up soon. Btw, I'm thinking about writing a lemon. So if you like lemons.. maybe you'll check it out? ( It prolly won't be very good. :S but I wanna try. Please r&r. Thanks. I love you. Bye.
-Laurachan
Lianna's eyes watched Michael's face closely as she faced her head in the direction of the people talking, so's to lessen the chances of anyone noticing she was staring at Michael.
Miss Higman tapped her foot idly, watching the others converse.
None of the small group had even noticed how much time had gone by. The bells and tardy bells rang and their heads were so full of thoughts and emotions they didn't even notice.
Michael cleared his throat, watching Lianna out of the corner of his eye, "Maybe we should all go home and come back tomorrow. This all was a strange experience and we probably all need some rest." He stood on the wood bench, stretching his arms out and yawning.
Laura nodded, not taking her eyes off of Richie. "Where will you go?" she tilted her head to the side slightly, staring into Richie's eyes. "You can stay with me if you have no where else to go..."
Mr. Dedmon watched the way Laura was staring at Richie and spoke his concern. "Maybe Richie should stay with Michael until tomorrow. It'd be better." He looked to Miss Higman, knowing she would back him up.
Michael nodded, jumping off of the bench. "You can stay with me, Richie." He walked over to them, prying Laura from Richie's arm.
Miss Higman stood and nodded at the entire group. "That's a better idea. You all come back here tomorrow, now?"
"Yes ma'am!" the teens answered in sync.
Mr. Dedmon snorted a quick laugh, lifting a hand to wave them away. "Go on home now. Be safe and get some rest." He walked into his office to get his things.
Lianna jumped off the planter and they all grabbed their backpacks, throwing them over their shoulders.
Their walking arrangement was a simple problem with a complicated solution. Michael and Lianna walked next to each other in the middle, Laura on Lianna's side and Richie on Michael's, to keep Laura from jumping on Richie.
Even though they could all walk the whole way together, just standing between them wasn't enough, Laura kept lunging over reaching for Richie while Lianna held her back, so they decided to split up.
When they got closer to Lianna's house, Michael and Richie turned onto a different street that would lead them around past Laura's house, to Michael's.
Laura whimpered and pouted but stayed on her course with Lianna.
When they reached Lianna's house, she turned and walked up to the front door, looking back at Laura who had turned around to look at the street Michael and Richie had turned on. "Don't even think about it, missy. You'll see him tomorrow."
Laura stomped her foot and continued walking towards her own house, waving weakly back at Lianna as she stepped in the door.
Michael and Richie were walking on the other side of two houses from Laura, so close yet so far away. All three watching their feet with an occasional glance up to make sure they weren't going to run into a pole.
Laura grumbled and dragged her feet, thinking about Richie. She started daydreaming and forgot to glance up. After a few seconds she closed her eyes and ran smack dab into a trashcan. "OOWWWWW."
Richie looked up and over to the side, scanning around the houses that stood between him and Laura. "Did you hear that?"
Michael shrugged and bit his lip, Lianna on his mind.
"Hmm... Sounded like Laura..." he paused for a moment and listened closely, grabbing Michael's arm to stop him from walking and making noise as well.
After a few seconds of silence, they started walking again. Richie spoke with a swift kick that flung a small rock across the street, "I guess I was just imagining it..."
Michael nodded and sighed lightly. "Let's hurry up and get home so it'll be tomorrow faster.."
Richie quickened his pace to show his agreement. "Thinkin' about Lianna?"
Michael shrugged sideways, keeping at Richie's side. "Maybe.."
Laura hopped the whole way home, having stubbed her toe on the garbage can. When she reached her front door she opened it and slowly entered, dropping her backpack against the wall and calling to her mom. "Mooommm?! I'm home!!" she walked into her bedroom and plopped down on her bed, sighing deeply. She stood and took a few steps towards her dresser, reaching for her cds. Taking the blue case they all were placed in, she flipped through to find her Camino Palmero cd. Putting it inside her boom box and repeating her favorite song, she walked out of her room and into the kitchen to get a snack.
Lianna sat at her computer, typing at an unbelievably fast rate and eating a bowl of ramen she had made only a few moments after she entered her house. Seeing Michael sign online, she messaged him.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: Ha-lo!
MichAeL - XIII says: Hey.
MichAeL - XIII says: Richies already made himself at home. he's watching tv and drinking my soda.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: lol
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: today was strange. . and i wonder why no one else is online. .
MichAeL - XIII says: yeah. i hope everything just stops spinning tomorrow.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: stops spinning?
MichAeL - XIII says: isn't so hectic.
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: oh. . um, michael?
MichAeL - XIII says: yeah?
'you're always on my mind, in my heart, in my soul.' [143.637] working on pe project. says: . .nevermind
MichAeL - XIII says: um ok. listen, i gotta go. richie is going through the fridge. :S
MichAeL - XIII is now offline.
Lianna closed the window with a long sigh and leaned back in her chair, staring at the screen blankly.
Richie sat on Michael's bed after being dragged away from the fridge. Digging his fist into his knee, he watched Michael rummage through his closet looking for nothing in particular.
Michael pulled out a shoebox and stared at it, catching his breath.
Richie quirked a brow, eyeing the box, "What's that?"
Michael just stared at it, keeping quiet. He sat on the bed and set the old- looking shoebox in his lap, reading the words pasted in cut-out letters from a magazine on the top: "LiANna AND mIchAel. FrIENdS forEveR!" He placed a hand on the box and wiped away some dust that hid what white was left on the colored deep blue shoebox covered in happy faces and stamps of various animals and cartoon characters. Placing a fingertip beneath the lid of the box, he gently opened it.
Richie had adjusted his position so he was sitting next to Michael and looking into the box as well.
Michael flipped through a pile of pictures of him and Lianna and some friends that had been taken when they were around 7 or 8. Admiring the many bright smiles and funny faces, he chuckled at each one as his head filled with memories and forgotten names of old friends.
Richie tilted his head to the side, watching each picture go by and glancing at Michael occasionally to laugh at his wide smile.
Michael finished looking at the pictures and set them aside, looking into the box again. He pulled out some papers that were covered in strange drawings that didn't seem half bad for being drawn by two 7-year-olds. Next he found a collection of bottle caps kept neatly in a plastic bag. Each one read "Sorry. Try again." He cleared them out of the way and saw something he'd never seen before... A folded piece of binder paper was taped to the bottom of the box and on the front read "For Michael."
Suspense. ( Hope you liked it. Next chapter up soon. Btw, I'm thinking about writing a lemon. So if you like lemons.. maybe you'll check it out? ( It prolly won't be very good. :S but I wanna try. Please r&r. Thanks. I love you. Bye.
-Laurachan