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Freshmen
"Hoagie wants to meet you at RB's. He wants to apologies to you and Wallabee. Kuki dumped him."
PoV Abigail Lincoln
Hoagie sat in the cushioned chair, feet propped on the table. The way Lizzie was letting on, I figured he'd be in tears. But no, he was sitting there, breathing heavily.
""Ey, Hoag's What's up?"
"Where's Wallabee?!"
I shrug. Something is up, and I don't like it. I sat across from him. "What do you want Hoagie?" I ask dropping the concerned façade.
"I wanna punch Wallabee's lights out."
"Huh?"
He turns to me, and I can literally feel my blood freezing in my veins. I stand up, and look around for Lizzie. It's time to go.
The girl is standing next to Hoagie, and I swear, she's crying.
"Lizzie?!"
She turns to me, "I didn't want to do this, Abigail, please believe me."
I look around, then wondering how I managed to not notice that no body else is here. RB's is usually crowded with couples, but I find myself alone, with a backstabber and a traitor.
No reason not to play it cool right?
"What's ya game Gilligan?"
He shrugged. "I get showed up in front of everyone, 'cause I can't pull one bitch off ma girl. See my problem?"
"Yea, ya to worried 'bout self- image."
"Not funny Abigail."
"It seems like nothing is these days."
Lizzie's still crying, and I swear. How did I get in this far over my head? I decide 'He can't stop me' and head toward the door.
And guess who blocks my path?
I hear Hoagie call from behind me. "Eh, I guess my one weakness is, I still can't hit girls."
I can feel him smiling at me, but I shrug again. Yes, a pissed off Kuki is dangerous, but so is this one Abigail Lincoln.
"God, Kuki, can't you just go away?"
Her face is bruised from Friday, as she regards me with the attitude of her being superior. Hmm. Yea, she'd pissed all right. Fortunately, I've never been one to cower.
"Yeah know what, Kuk's. If you gave a rat's ass about anybody besides yourself, this stuff wouldn't happen to ya."
Now this situation cannot possible end well. I either beat the crap outta her, or I can beat the crap outta her. Hmm. I really don't seam to have a good chance of leaving without – well, beating somebody up. I sigh dejectedly - This really isn't fun - and square off against the psycho one.
Old thoughts run though my head, and I smile asmm Kuki attacks. I remember the Hippyhop time, and how that was probably the only time she ever bested me.
Punch. Jab. Kick
Wait a second, I know this, next would be a –
Kick!
I grabbed the girl's foot and pushed her of balance. She seemed surprise. She shouldn't. We both had to listen to Wallabee's routine every mourning for how long?
She scrambles back up, but she's lost any advantage she might have had.
"Listen, both ya. I'm sick of this. Kuk's – you're crazy. And I'm ashamed that we even evah hung out. Stop tr'en ta dictate the world and let people be. And Hoag's – stop being her slave! Iv'e known da two of ya since I was seven. You two usta be the coolest people I evah knew. What happen?"
Not like I expect any answer, but I still felt I needed to put in my two cents. Lizzie backs away from us three, and I grab her arm and drag her away.
Hmm, strange. This is kinda the same as Friday! Me and Lizzie, one dragging the other, leaving Kuki and Hoagie to themselves.
Once outside, I turn to Lizzie.
"Abby, I'm sorry, but Hoagie said he was gonna-"
"I don't care. Next time, just tell me what's really going on."
I turned to leave, but I stopped. "Hey, Lizzie?"
"Yeah?"
"You're a pretty good actress. At least, until you broke down back there. What was Hoagie gonna do?"
She hung he head. "He wanted to light my kitty's tail on fire and let her go in the mall."
I shake my head, and turn away. That boy's gonna meet my fist here real soon.
I didn't think I would have it ready, but I think it's finally to a point I like. Sorta... I wanted to work in another character, but everything I've found I place for her, I've changed my mind.... I will still keep writing, but I seriously doubt the next one will be ready before I leave, so you really do have to wait until August....
Freshmen
"Hoagie wants to meet you at RB's. He wants to apologies to you and Wallabee. Kuki dumped him."
PoV Abigail Lincoln
Hoagie sat in the cushioned chair, feet propped on the table. The way Lizzie was letting on, I figured he'd be in tears. But no, he was sitting there, breathing heavily.
""Ey, Hoag's What's up?"
"Where's Wallabee?!"
I shrug. Something is up, and I don't like it. I sat across from him. "What do you want Hoagie?" I ask dropping the concerned façade.
"I wanna punch Wallabee's lights out."
"Huh?"
He turns to me, and I can literally feel my blood freezing in my veins. I stand up, and look around for Lizzie. It's time to go.
The girl is standing next to Hoagie, and I swear, she's crying.
"Lizzie?!"
She turns to me, "I didn't want to do this, Abigail, please believe me."
I look around, then wondering how I managed to not notice that no body else is here. RB's is usually crowded with couples, but I find myself alone, with a backstabber and a traitor.
No reason not to play it cool right?
"What's ya game Gilligan?"
He shrugged. "I get showed up in front of everyone, 'cause I can't pull one bitch off ma girl. See my problem?"
"Yea, ya to worried 'bout self- image."
"Not funny Abigail."
"It seems like nothing is these days."
Lizzie's still crying, and I swear. How did I get in this far over my head? I decide 'He can't stop me' and head toward the door.
And guess who blocks my path?
I hear Hoagie call from behind me. "Eh, I guess my one weakness is, I still can't hit girls."
I can feel him smiling at me, but I shrug again. Yes, a pissed off Kuki is dangerous, but so is this one Abigail Lincoln.
"God, Kuki, can't you just go away?"
Her face is bruised from Friday, as she regards me with the attitude of her being superior. Hmm. Yea, she'd pissed all right. Fortunately, I've never been one to cower.
"Yeah know what, Kuk's. If you gave a rat's ass about anybody besides yourself, this stuff wouldn't happen to ya."
Now this situation cannot possible end well. I either beat the crap outta her, or I can beat the crap outta her. Hmm. I really don't seam to have a good chance of leaving without – well, beating somebody up. I sigh dejectedly - This really isn't fun - and square off against the psycho one.
Old thoughts run though my head, and I smile asmm Kuki attacks. I remember the Hippyhop time, and how that was probably the only time she ever bested me.
Punch. Jab. Kick
Wait a second, I know this, next would be a –
Kick!
I grabbed the girl's foot and pushed her of balance. She seemed surprise. She shouldn't. We both had to listen to Wallabee's routine every mourning for how long?
She scrambles back up, but she's lost any advantage she might have had.
"Listen, both ya. I'm sick of this. Kuk's – you're crazy. And I'm ashamed that we even evah hung out. Stop tr'en ta dictate the world and let people be. And Hoag's – stop being her slave! Iv'e known da two of ya since I was seven. You two usta be the coolest people I evah knew. What happen?"
Not like I expect any answer, but I still felt I needed to put in my two cents. Lizzie backs away from us three, and I grab her arm and drag her away.
Hmm, strange. This is kinda the same as Friday! Me and Lizzie, one dragging the other, leaving Kuki and Hoagie to themselves.
Once outside, I turn to Lizzie.
"Abby, I'm sorry, but Hoagie said he was gonna-"
"I don't care. Next time, just tell me what's really going on."
I turned to leave, but I stopped. "Hey, Lizzie?"
"Yeah?"
"You're a pretty good actress. At least, until you broke down back there. What was Hoagie gonna do?"
She hung he head. "He wanted to light my kitty's tail on fire and let her go in the mall."
I shake my head, and turn away. That boy's gonna meet my fist here real soon.
I didn't think I would have it ready, but I think it's finally to a point I like. Sorta... I wanted to work in another character, but everything I've found I place for her, I've changed my mind.... I will still keep writing, but I seriously doubt the next one will be ready before I leave, so you really do have to wait until August....