This chapter is gonna be short, okay. ~ shadow
Chapter 6 – Enter: Faye Valentine
He was sprawled out across the hood of his beat up looking, green car, staring at the orange-tinted sky. He swung his feet youthfully back and forth. He watched as black storm clouds started to blot out the sun. 'Oh great.' he sighed.
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'Julia, I screwed up big this time.........'
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'...........this time they have an investigation..........'
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'........and what about the money, how am I going to get so much..........'
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'........and college.......'
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'........its just too much.........'
Faye was running to her bus stop. She decided to cut through parking lot; it cut off an entire block from her run. She saw a strange sight in the lot, though. Spike was lying across the hood of his car, and he wasn't moving. 'Oh my god!' she thought and ran over to his car. "SPIKE!" she screamed, and started to shake the boy by his shoulders. He started at her blankly or like a confused child would. He was in his own little world. Faye sighed, partly out of relief and partly out of frustration. "Come on, you idiot." she said. "Let's get you dried off, at least." Spike nodded absent-mindedly as she put his arm over shoulder and they began to walk off.
A now dripping wet Faye stood at the door of Spike's home. The still zombie-like Spike stood slumped over, arm still on Faye's shoulder for support. "Oh my baby!" Spike's mom screamed when she saw him. "Faye, what happened to him?" Faye sighed heavily. "I found him in the parking lot like that." she stated. "He was staring at the rain from the hood of his car." The mother nodded. She turned to Spike. "Go sit on the couch, okay. I'll get you some soup." Spike shuffled to the couch and sat down. She then turned to Faye. "I'll be right back." "Alright." Faye said. She went to the couch and sat down next to Spike. "I was a bit of an asshole the other day, huh?" Spike chuckled. Faye jumped up in surprise. "Y-your o-okay?" she stammered. Spike nodded and Faye turned bright red in anger. "Y-you LUNKHEAD!" she screamed, knocking him hard over his rain soaked head. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!" he screamed. Faye glared at him. "For having us all worried for nothing, that's what!" Spike returned the glare. "Well, if it helps your ego any, the last thing that I remember was watching the sunset on the hood of my car, then I just kind of, zoned out, I guess." Faye sat back down next to him. "Before you zoned out, you were thinking about Julia, weren't you?" Spike couldn't help but show the surprise that rose in his face. "None of your business, Faye." he said bluntly. "Spike I'm not doing this to be annoying or nosy," Faye began. "I'm just worried about you, we all are. You've been a wreck ever since Julia died, plus you're dealing with Vicious, plus you're not doing great in school. Spike, you're a mess, and you know it." Then, just so she wouldn't be sounding sappy she added: "So you better shape up, you moron, cuz the rest of us will be living great lives while you're stuck in an asylum somewhere. God knows I won't be feeling sorry for you by then!" Spike smiled slightly. "Thanks for the concern, I think." Spike's mom barged in from the kitchen. "SOUP'S UP!" she yelled, holding up a tray with three bowls of steamy, hot tomato soup. "I heard you two talking, so I'm guessing Spike is back to normal." Spike nodded. "Yeah, mom, I'm back."
Told you it was short(er). I hoped you liked it. I made a few tiny adjustments, and I realized it was confusing. Don't worry, it'll make sense later! ~shadow
Chapter 6 – Enter: Faye Valentine
He was sprawled out across the hood of his beat up looking, green car, staring at the orange-tinted sky. He swung his feet youthfully back and forth. He watched as black storm clouds started to blot out the sun. 'Oh great.' he sighed.
`Plip`
'Julia, I screwed up big this time.........'
`Plip`
'...........this time they have an investigation..........'
`Plip`
'........and what about the money, how am I going to get so much..........'
`Plip`
'........and college.......'
`Plip`
'........its just too much.........'
Faye was running to her bus stop. She decided to cut through parking lot; it cut off an entire block from her run. She saw a strange sight in the lot, though. Spike was lying across the hood of his car, and he wasn't moving. 'Oh my god!' she thought and ran over to his car. "SPIKE!" she screamed, and started to shake the boy by his shoulders. He started at her blankly or like a confused child would. He was in his own little world. Faye sighed, partly out of relief and partly out of frustration. "Come on, you idiot." she said. "Let's get you dried off, at least." Spike nodded absent-mindedly as she put his arm over shoulder and they began to walk off.
A now dripping wet Faye stood at the door of Spike's home. The still zombie-like Spike stood slumped over, arm still on Faye's shoulder for support. "Oh my baby!" Spike's mom screamed when she saw him. "Faye, what happened to him?" Faye sighed heavily. "I found him in the parking lot like that." she stated. "He was staring at the rain from the hood of his car." The mother nodded. She turned to Spike. "Go sit on the couch, okay. I'll get you some soup." Spike shuffled to the couch and sat down. She then turned to Faye. "I'll be right back." "Alright." Faye said. She went to the couch and sat down next to Spike. "I was a bit of an asshole the other day, huh?" Spike chuckled. Faye jumped up in surprise. "Y-your o-okay?" she stammered. Spike nodded and Faye turned bright red in anger. "Y-you LUNKHEAD!" she screamed, knocking him hard over his rain soaked head. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!" he screamed. Faye glared at him. "For having us all worried for nothing, that's what!" Spike returned the glare. "Well, if it helps your ego any, the last thing that I remember was watching the sunset on the hood of my car, then I just kind of, zoned out, I guess." Faye sat back down next to him. "Before you zoned out, you were thinking about Julia, weren't you?" Spike couldn't help but show the surprise that rose in his face. "None of your business, Faye." he said bluntly. "Spike I'm not doing this to be annoying or nosy," Faye began. "I'm just worried about you, we all are. You've been a wreck ever since Julia died, plus you're dealing with Vicious, plus you're not doing great in school. Spike, you're a mess, and you know it." Then, just so she wouldn't be sounding sappy she added: "So you better shape up, you moron, cuz the rest of us will be living great lives while you're stuck in an asylum somewhere. God knows I won't be feeling sorry for you by then!" Spike smiled slightly. "Thanks for the concern, I think." Spike's mom barged in from the kitchen. "SOUP'S UP!" she yelled, holding up a tray with three bowls of steamy, hot tomato soup. "I heard you two talking, so I'm guessing Spike is back to normal." Spike nodded. "Yeah, mom, I'm back."
Told you it was short(er). I hoped you liked it. I made a few tiny adjustments, and I realized it was confusing. Don't worry, it'll make sense later! ~shadow