If there was anything more annoying than sunlight pouring into my eyes
early in the morning, it was my alarm clock going off like mad. I turned
over on my space on my floor and pulled the pillow over my eyes. The noise
punctured my skull—I began to whimper and finally when I couldn't take it
anymore, I knocked the stupid thing off my dresser.
Sitting up carefully, I didn't remember why I was on the floor. But slowly the memories from last night came flooding in and I remembered being awakened by Chris. I looked over to my bed, but it was empty and neatly made. I grinned. Always the gentleman...
I quickly stuffed my pillows and blankets in my closet and glanced at my clock. I had approximately forty-five minutes until the homeroom bell rang. I hurriedly ran passed my sisters' rooms in the hallway and passed Danny's room, skidded down the stairwell and was welcomed by the smell of pancakes in the kitchen.
"Morning sunshine," my mother said, piling pancakes onto each of my sisters', Danny's and Chris' plates. I walked over to the empty seat beside Chris. He looked tired and his lip was swollen, his hair unkempt and his eyes sad and exhausted. I felt so sorry for him right then. I glanced at him and he looked up at me. He grinned tiredly and I grinned back.
"Mm, these look good mom," I commented, smothering my cakes in syrup. As tired as Chris may have been, he managed to gulp down seven pancakes, beating my brother by two. I couldn't understand it—Chris was tall and lanky, yet he ate like there was no tomorrow. Boys.
Lucy looked up from her plate and her large, green eyes fell lazily onto Chris, then back to me, then to my mom. She quirked an eyebrow, shook her head, and began to eat again. I glanced at her edgily before returning to my own breakfast.
"Danny," I said through a mouthful of pancake, actually sputtering some onto Phoebe. "Oops—sorry Pheebs. Danny, I'll be ready in five minutes, don't leave without me. Yesterday I had to walk to school."
Danny looked lazily at me and took a sip from his orange juice. "Why can't you just take the bus?"
I sighed and shook my head. "I already missed the bus. I need to get ready. Uh—Chris? You—er—want to phone your mom now?"
Chris looked up at me and nodded swiftly, following me out of the kitchen. Once we had left the room, we climbed up to my bedroom and I shut the door quickly. I turned around to him.
"You can just borrow a pair of Danny's clothes," I said, looking through my own dresser for some clothes. "He'll drive us to school. Um—I'll go change in the bathroom..."
Chris ran his hands through his hair and sat down on the edge of my bed. "Lark, thanks for this. Sorry I turned up in the middle of the night, you looked scared half to death."
I laughed and shrugged my shoulders, finally settling on yet another T- shirt and faded jeans which frayed at the ends. "It's fine. You know you're more than welcome here."
Chris nodded and played with the end of my comforter. "I also wanted to apologize for yesterday. I was pretty rude to you after school. I was pissed about giving you a ride home...and I mean you let me spend the night here, give up your bed for me."
I shrugged. "Really, it wasn't a big deal. I couldn't leave you out there."
He looked at me and I looked back at him—maybe for a second too long because I started to blush and turned around sharply. "So yeah—uh—I'll see you downstairs in ten."
I walked out of the room and went to get changed quickly.
~*~*~
"Lark, when will you ever start dressing like a girl?"
I glared at Danny as I climbed into his truck beside Chris. "Shut up."
Danny looked at Chris and shook his head. "I don't know how you put up with this—this thing."
Chris shrugged and smirked. "You get used to it."
I punched him hard on the shoulder and he yelped in pain. "You deserved it, fucker. I am not an 'it'."
"Sometimes I don't know what the hell you are."
Danny let us off in the front of the school and went around to park his truck. Students were milling about everywhere in every direction as Chris and I entered the front doors of Castle Rock High. How I hated this place—full of such simple minded people. It made me want to gag.
"Hullo ladies."
I grinned at Gordie as he met up with the two of us at our lockers. He was taller than Chris and I—tall and skinny like he would always be. A beanpole. I giggled at the nickname...beanpole.
"Lark, stop laughing out loud to yourself. You're scaring the freshman."
I looked around at several people shooting me frantic looks and I laughed harder. I couldn't help it...it was funny. Chris patted my shoulder sympathetically and sighed.
"Lark, you poor, poor girl."
"Shut up."
Gordie glanced at his watch quickly and raised an eyebrow, hoisting his bag over his shoulder. "Both of you shut up—we're going to be late for homeroom."
I glanced at the clock also and shrieked. "Gahh! Come my childs! Homeroom awaits!"
I grabbed both of their hands and pulled them hard down the hallway, muttering 'pardon me' every few seconds. Finally we reached the classroom, just as the bell began to ring.
I sighed with relief and found my seat five away from Chris and Gordie, but just behind Mary Louise. Mary turned around in her chair and raised her eyebrows at me.
"Hello," I said happily, scribbling some last-minute homework.
Mary Louise grinned slightly and turned fully around in her seat. "So...I saw you coming into school with Chris this morning. What was all that about?"
I arched an eyebrow. "Holy fuck, you are a stalker...I gave him a ride. Well, actually Danny did because I'm stupid and can't drive yet."
Mary Louise shook her head and sighed. "Lark O'Rielly. I'm not an idiot. Chris has a car—you take the bus. Now—why did he come with you this morning?"
I leaned back in my chair. "Nosy, aren't we?"
"No...just curious."
I sighed and then folded up my homework. "He spent the night."
She squealed like a little girl and several people turned around in their seats. "Oh my Gosh—do you know what this means?"
I rolled my eyes. "It means absolutely nothing. Shut up—people are looking."
"You're fucking the man whore, aren't you?"
"NO!" I shrilled, looking absolutely horrified. "Shut up! He's my best friend. He spent the night because his da—wait, I shouldn't have to explain this to you!"
Mary Louise shrugged and giggled, then looked over to where Chris and Gordie were sitting talking. She sighed.
"It would have been nice though...we could have double dated."
I glared at her and returned to my homework...but I couldn't help but steal a glance at Chris one more time.
~*~*~
Shout-out time, I presume!
Danihum—Hello, hello again! *Yay!* I'm so glad you're reading this. I'm a bit confused over your review though—was it meant to be a flame or just constructive criticism? I wasn't sure. Anywho, I still heart you and your reviewing! So keep it coming! Hope you keep reading. :) a juicy strawberry for you!
SleepIsFun—Yay, you're back to reviewing my stories. I'm so happy. Gah! Well I'm glad you like this story and the plotline. I hope this chapter wasn't disappointing...it was kind of short. Ahh, well, what can you do, eh? Here's a strawberry to yeh! :)
StormShadow21—Yes, you reviewed! Holler to you and strawberries come flying your way. I'm very glad you like this so far...and I can't wait until you update your Christine Sixteen. Back to shout-out mode...ahh yes. Dogfight! I want to see that movie so very bad!! So it was good? :) I love River! He's so cool. And we should definitely to a story with that plotline...it's an awesome plotline. One of the best probably. Yes...I'm glad you like Lark too. I'm so anti-Mary sue, so I hope Lark comes off as that. :) Strawberries for you!
Sophie—Hey there! Keep on reading and reviewing! It's awesome. I'm glad you like this story. Truly, I am. :) Strawberries for you!! Big, juicy strawberries. Lol :)
Love & Strawberries, The Good Girl
Sitting up carefully, I didn't remember why I was on the floor. But slowly the memories from last night came flooding in and I remembered being awakened by Chris. I looked over to my bed, but it was empty and neatly made. I grinned. Always the gentleman...
I quickly stuffed my pillows and blankets in my closet and glanced at my clock. I had approximately forty-five minutes until the homeroom bell rang. I hurriedly ran passed my sisters' rooms in the hallway and passed Danny's room, skidded down the stairwell and was welcomed by the smell of pancakes in the kitchen.
"Morning sunshine," my mother said, piling pancakes onto each of my sisters', Danny's and Chris' plates. I walked over to the empty seat beside Chris. He looked tired and his lip was swollen, his hair unkempt and his eyes sad and exhausted. I felt so sorry for him right then. I glanced at him and he looked up at me. He grinned tiredly and I grinned back.
"Mm, these look good mom," I commented, smothering my cakes in syrup. As tired as Chris may have been, he managed to gulp down seven pancakes, beating my brother by two. I couldn't understand it—Chris was tall and lanky, yet he ate like there was no tomorrow. Boys.
Lucy looked up from her plate and her large, green eyes fell lazily onto Chris, then back to me, then to my mom. She quirked an eyebrow, shook her head, and began to eat again. I glanced at her edgily before returning to my own breakfast.
"Danny," I said through a mouthful of pancake, actually sputtering some onto Phoebe. "Oops—sorry Pheebs. Danny, I'll be ready in five minutes, don't leave without me. Yesterday I had to walk to school."
Danny looked lazily at me and took a sip from his orange juice. "Why can't you just take the bus?"
I sighed and shook my head. "I already missed the bus. I need to get ready. Uh—Chris? You—er—want to phone your mom now?"
Chris looked up at me and nodded swiftly, following me out of the kitchen. Once we had left the room, we climbed up to my bedroom and I shut the door quickly. I turned around to him.
"You can just borrow a pair of Danny's clothes," I said, looking through my own dresser for some clothes. "He'll drive us to school. Um—I'll go change in the bathroom..."
Chris ran his hands through his hair and sat down on the edge of my bed. "Lark, thanks for this. Sorry I turned up in the middle of the night, you looked scared half to death."
I laughed and shrugged my shoulders, finally settling on yet another T- shirt and faded jeans which frayed at the ends. "It's fine. You know you're more than welcome here."
Chris nodded and played with the end of my comforter. "I also wanted to apologize for yesterday. I was pretty rude to you after school. I was pissed about giving you a ride home...and I mean you let me spend the night here, give up your bed for me."
I shrugged. "Really, it wasn't a big deal. I couldn't leave you out there."
He looked at me and I looked back at him—maybe for a second too long because I started to blush and turned around sharply. "So yeah—uh—I'll see you downstairs in ten."
I walked out of the room and went to get changed quickly.
~*~*~
"Lark, when will you ever start dressing like a girl?"
I glared at Danny as I climbed into his truck beside Chris. "Shut up."
Danny looked at Chris and shook his head. "I don't know how you put up with this—this thing."
Chris shrugged and smirked. "You get used to it."
I punched him hard on the shoulder and he yelped in pain. "You deserved it, fucker. I am not an 'it'."
"Sometimes I don't know what the hell you are."
Danny let us off in the front of the school and went around to park his truck. Students were milling about everywhere in every direction as Chris and I entered the front doors of Castle Rock High. How I hated this place—full of such simple minded people. It made me want to gag.
"Hullo ladies."
I grinned at Gordie as he met up with the two of us at our lockers. He was taller than Chris and I—tall and skinny like he would always be. A beanpole. I giggled at the nickname...beanpole.
"Lark, stop laughing out loud to yourself. You're scaring the freshman."
I looked around at several people shooting me frantic looks and I laughed harder. I couldn't help it...it was funny. Chris patted my shoulder sympathetically and sighed.
"Lark, you poor, poor girl."
"Shut up."
Gordie glanced at his watch quickly and raised an eyebrow, hoisting his bag over his shoulder. "Both of you shut up—we're going to be late for homeroom."
I glanced at the clock also and shrieked. "Gahh! Come my childs! Homeroom awaits!"
I grabbed both of their hands and pulled them hard down the hallway, muttering 'pardon me' every few seconds. Finally we reached the classroom, just as the bell began to ring.
I sighed with relief and found my seat five away from Chris and Gordie, but just behind Mary Louise. Mary turned around in her chair and raised her eyebrows at me.
"Hello," I said happily, scribbling some last-minute homework.
Mary Louise grinned slightly and turned fully around in her seat. "So...I saw you coming into school with Chris this morning. What was all that about?"
I arched an eyebrow. "Holy fuck, you are a stalker...I gave him a ride. Well, actually Danny did because I'm stupid and can't drive yet."
Mary Louise shook her head and sighed. "Lark O'Rielly. I'm not an idiot. Chris has a car—you take the bus. Now—why did he come with you this morning?"
I leaned back in my chair. "Nosy, aren't we?"
"No...just curious."
I sighed and then folded up my homework. "He spent the night."
She squealed like a little girl and several people turned around in their seats. "Oh my Gosh—do you know what this means?"
I rolled my eyes. "It means absolutely nothing. Shut up—people are looking."
"You're fucking the man whore, aren't you?"
"NO!" I shrilled, looking absolutely horrified. "Shut up! He's my best friend. He spent the night because his da—wait, I shouldn't have to explain this to you!"
Mary Louise shrugged and giggled, then looked over to where Chris and Gordie were sitting talking. She sighed.
"It would have been nice though...we could have double dated."
I glared at her and returned to my homework...but I couldn't help but steal a glance at Chris one more time.
~*~*~
Shout-out time, I presume!
Danihum—Hello, hello again! *Yay!* I'm so glad you're reading this. I'm a bit confused over your review though—was it meant to be a flame or just constructive criticism? I wasn't sure. Anywho, I still heart you and your reviewing! So keep it coming! Hope you keep reading. :) a juicy strawberry for you!
SleepIsFun—Yay, you're back to reviewing my stories. I'm so happy. Gah! Well I'm glad you like this story and the plotline. I hope this chapter wasn't disappointing...it was kind of short. Ahh, well, what can you do, eh? Here's a strawberry to yeh! :)
StormShadow21—Yes, you reviewed! Holler to you and strawberries come flying your way. I'm very glad you like this so far...and I can't wait until you update your Christine Sixteen. Back to shout-out mode...ahh yes. Dogfight! I want to see that movie so very bad!! So it was good? :) I love River! He's so cool. And we should definitely to a story with that plotline...it's an awesome plotline. One of the best probably. Yes...I'm glad you like Lark too. I'm so anti-Mary sue, so I hope Lark comes off as that. :) Strawberries for you!
Sophie—Hey there! Keep on reading and reviewing! It's awesome. I'm glad you like this story. Truly, I am. :) Strawberries for you!! Big, juicy strawberries. Lol :)
Love & Strawberries, The Good Girl