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Best of Both Worlds
Lily's Story
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me in the end.
I Tried So Hard, Linkin Park
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She shuddered slightly; feeling like all the warmth had been sucked out of her, along with any self-assurance that may have been stored up somewhere deep inside her body. It was very dark, and very stormy; neither of which appealed to Lily in the slightest.
She heard someone shuffling around a few feet away from her, Travis, she figured. "I know there in here somewhere…"he said under his breath, frustrated. It sounded like he yanked something harshly from underneath his desk, followed by a low 'Thump' of a body, a 'whoosh' of something (or things) flying through the air, a 'clump' and-
"Ow, Sh-" A light illuminated the room, showing Travis sprawled out on the ground, a lit flashlight in his hand. Robbie picking up a few that were scattered around him on the floor and Ray holding his forehead, squinting his eyes and grimacing.
"Found 'em." Travis said, sitting up and handing Lily flashlight.
"How did you-" Robbie started, and Travis shrugged.
"I dunno. Had them just incase."
'That's our Swami." Ray smiled, picking up the flashlight that nailed him in the head, glared at it, then flicking it on. "Always so prepared."
"Haha." Travis smirked, standing up now, and moving out of the booth, settling himself on the couch. Lily, not knowing what else to do, took a seat next to him, while Ray pulled up a chair from the corner, and lifted his legs, resting them on the sofa's arm. Robbie leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed, surveying the room.
"I'm gonna check what it's like out there. Want to come?" He looked down at Ray, who quickly glanced over at Lily and Travis, before nodding his head, standing up and following Robbie out the door.
Another clap of thunder shook the warehouse; Lily flinched, and clenched her fists together on her lap. Travis turned to her, a concerned look on his face, "Hey." He smiled a bit, putting his large hand on top of hers', squeezing lightly. "You ok?"
She looked up, nodding slowly, and then laughing quietly at herself. "Yea," She shook her head and closed her eyes, smiling slightly, "Yea, fine."
"Ok." He nodded. She opened her eyes again, and looked down and his hand that was still covering hers. It was very warm, she noticed, and soft, really smooth. She didn't even realize that he had been speaking to her.
"- But, it's ok to be scared you know." She was smashed out of her thoughts, and looked up at him.
"I know." She smiled. 'I'm just being stupid. It's only a little rain…'
"That is one crap load of rain!" Ray pushed to door open. Lily felt Travis' hand slip away from hers, and watched it perch on his knee. Robbie followed him, shaking his head like a dog, letting the water fly from his curly locks.
"Hey! You got me wet!" Ray complained, wiping water out of his face. Robbie glared at him, spreading his arms to reveal an absolutely drenched shirt.
"I got you wet? Please forgive me!"
"Hey, I didn't insist on going out there to see exactly how hard it was coming down, which-" He turned to Lily and Travis, "-is extremely hard."
"I assumed." Lily said, holding in a laugh and looking over at Robbie who was ringing out the bottom of his top. Travis chuckled, but stood up and disappeared into his both. A second later he emerged holding a dry tee shirt.
"Why did you-"
"Gym. I washed last night, so it shouldn't smell that bad." He plopped onto the couch again. Robbie held the shirt to his nose, crinkled it a little, but seemed so mentally dub the garment better than wet. He peeled off the sodden shirt off his chest, and tossed it at Ray's face.
"Ro-obbie!" He complained. Lily giggled. Robbie simply glared, and pulled Travis's shirt over his head. It was a little tight, Lily noticed, but dry.
She shifted her weight on the couch, pulling her legs under her. The realness of this situation was finally starting to hit her. She was trapped. Trapped in a little radio station. Trapped without any way of letter her parents know she was alright … trapped with a room full of BOYS!
Lily groaned.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Ray. Nothing at all."
"So, uhh, when do you think that we're going t get outta here?" Ray asked Robbie, who was reclined in his chair, arms behind his head and eyes closed. There was a blinding flash, and the na cannon fire sounding crack.
"Not soon, I'd bet." He said, no opening his eyes.
Lily sat up quickly. "What do you mean, 'Not soon'? My parents will go nuts if I'm not home for dinner."
Travis dug his cell phone out of his pocket, and passed it to her. "Call them."
She smiled gratefully, and dialed her mothers cell number. It rang three times-
"Hello?"
"Hey Mom."
"Honey. Are you alright?"
"Yea, I'm fine. Just … a little stuck. Its raining like mad out there. So, uh… I have no idea when I'll be home."
"Where are you?"
'Oh crap.' She covered up the mouthpiece, and hissed to the rest of the DJ's, "She wants to know where I am. What do I say?!"
Robbie's eyes flashed, "Uhh, Tell her you're at my place- And if she needs you, give her Trav's Cell number." Lily nodded.
"Lily?"
"I'm here, sorry. I'm over at Robbie's. You can't call the house, the phones dead, but you can get hold of me at-"
She recited Travis's number, and assured her mother that she was REALLY alright efore snapping the phone closed.
"Well, I'm taken care of. Who next?"
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Strum.
"I'm stuck in a radio station-"
Strum.
"With no means of communication-"
Strum.
"And I think we've all just about had it-"
Strum.
"Because I feel like I'm in a load of- OUCH! Robbie! What the Hell!" Lily put her guitar down, and threw the offending squishy ball back at Robbie. She missed by a landslide.
Robbie laughed, and tossed it to Travis who was half sitting/ half laying on the couch next to Lily. He and Robbie started a fast-paced game of catch that ended when the ball nailed Ray in the arm. He was currently sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch with his knees up. Cradling his head in his hands, and propping his elbows on his knees, he murmured. "I'm hungry…"
As if on command, Lily's stomach growled. They both looked up at Travis.
"Uhh…"
"You're kidding me? Out have everything for any emergency, but you don't have … FOOD!"
But at that exact moment, Robbie got up and walked towards the freestanding wardrobe-like closet in the corner. He pulled out a case of pop and a few bags of chips, and a large bad of dried fruit.
"DUDE! You've been holding out on us." Ray nearly attacked the bag of nachos that Robbie tossed to him. Robbie looked up sheepishly.
"Sorry. I forgot I bought these on Wednesday."
He handed Lily the bag of dry fruit. "Why?" She asked. Robbie shrugged.
"I dunno. Incase we ever spontaneously said 'Hey! Lets have a party'"
Lily laughed. "Good enough for me."
"Oh, that's tough. Pants- Wait! How do you know that I keep a diary?"
Ray glanced over at Robbie, who was hiding his face and giggling slightly.
"Uhh…"
#
Sick.
"Guys … I'm bored." Ray looked up at her.
"Choose-"
"I don't want to play choose." She whined. Ray looked a little affronted, and pouted a bit.
"Fine how about …" Ray's eyes lit up, "Truth or dare!"
Travis rolled his eyes, "I haven't played that since I was 12" But Lily was thrilled.
"Yea! Robbie, you first. Truth or Dare."
"Neither. Not playing."
"Aww, no, you have to play! Com'on, Truth or Dare?"
He sighed slightly, but smiled, "Fine, truth."
"Ohh! Ok, what are you're TRUE feelings for the ever prickly Kim Carlyle?" Robbie looked sheepish
"Aww, Lily, that one's obvious!"
"Shut up, Ray. Umm, I like her I guess…"
"You guess?"
"Well … I dunno."
"You suck at this game. Ok, Ray, Truth or Dare"
"Hey, doesn't Robbie get to ask now?"
"No." She said moodily.
"Why?"
"Because I said so!" Ok, so she was more than moody. She was downright crabby, though she would blame it on cabin fever and not her childish fear of storms...
She heard Robbie mutter under his breath, "This is going to be a long night…"
Oh my gosh. I just read over that and I don't like it one bit. I might change it later this week, if I have the time- Or maybe I'll just learn to like this one and save me the time, and then work on chapter three…
blech.
Maybe I'll surprise myself!
I actually didn't have as much fun writing this chapter than I did my last. I think that I'll do more from Robbie's Point of View. Hope no one minds too much.
Thanks very much to: preciousbabyblue, AlannaBanana, TaichiKoi, Reviewchick14, HPLunatic, ILUVTRILLY, duckysgal1025, archforge, caalan4rfr, sethsduck17, angelfromhigh, TrilyFan4lyf91
Msshadylane- Hey, thanks for the review. Let me clear this up for you. The phone line was down before the power went out. So let say for example lightning strikes a phone line (Uhh, forgetting smart, technical word) it would cut off the connection from both corded and cordless phones. However, cell phones would still work, because they are on a completely different system.