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It was Saturday night and Teresa was getting bored. She wished they would just get here already so she could sneak out and go. She fingered the new bars and the dead bolt on the window and shook her head. 'Dad never learns... Good for me!' She thought to herself as she went over to her desk and felt for the tools no true tech chick should be without, not that she really expressed that side of herself anymore. She tried not to glance at her lonely computer at the other side of the room, not to mention the karaoke set with a mike that she had buried in her closet after years of use. She had dropped all but one of her computer classes and wasn't in choir anymore.
But hey, things change.
She talked to herself as she got her tools out and quietly worked on the windows. "Never though I'd use this stuff for breaking out of something the whole time they helped my computer break into stuff. Bet Dad wouldn't have gotten me all this stuff if he knew what I would be using it for now. Funny, won't let his kid go out, but would gladly let her hack into a computer. Probably won't even let me do that anymore if I tried to log on." The bars on her windows came off easily and she placed them on her bed. she got out her pliers to work on the security lines so that nothing would go off when she climbed out her window. "And to think I looked up to him once. Makes me sick."
After she disabled the lines, she worked on the dead bolt from the inside and it was only a matter of seconds before it was unlocked. She gathered her tools back together and put them back in the hiding place in her desk. She collapsed on her bed and cuddled her gothic monkey, Crossbow Bite, as she turned onto her stomach and crossed her legs. "You're lucky you weren't here during the old days. I would have thrown you out, me being all miss girly girl extraordinaire." She told him bitterly as she made him face all her old pictures, most of them with cracks from her throwing them around. She picked up one of her in a pink dress with frilly ends and white lace. She was sitting on her Dad's lap. "See what HE did to me, CB?" She slammed the photo face down on her dresser. The glass came crumbling out, but she didn't care. She'd just clean it up when she got back.
She got off her bed and checked out her face. She did a few minor touches before she went to look out her window again. Late. Always late. She hated it when they were late! She was about to open the window, climb out, slide down, and just wait for them down there before....
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
She moved away from her window and shut the blinds. Then she pulled her comforter up over the bars. She grabbed her MP3 player and put it on as she leaned against the door.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Teresa? Teresa!" She rolled her eyes. 'Predictable.' When she heard him start to unlock her door, she pounded on it.
"Yeah?" She asked coldly through the door.
"Why didn't you answer?!"
"Would you chill? I was listening to my MP3 player." She unlocked her door and opened it up a bit. "See?" She pointed to the small gadget blasting music. He was annoyed, she could tell. She knew all the right ways to push his buttons. Do enough of it innocently and he'd leave her alone, too angry to deal with her without strangling her. A few moments later and he pulled her door shut and locked it on the outside. She hissed. "Coward."
She went over to her window. 'Finally! Took long enough!' She opened the window and climbed out. She quickly made her way down and got into the car. She slid right onto a guy's lap, not really caring who the hell he was. She passed up her MP3 player to supply some music.
~
All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead
Anything to be loved
~
She rocked to the music as the guy she was sitting on rocked to her. The others around her weren't doing much better as the car swerved this way and that, speeding down dark alleys and streets. The girl next to her, Kim, was chugging down some dark liquid she kept in a water bottle. Teresa grabbed in from her when Kim started 'playing' with the guy riding shotgun from behind the seat. She took a swing of what ever it was and smirked.
'God, I needed some of that!' She thought to herself as she finished it off. The guy she was sitting on grabbed the empty bottle away from her and turned it upside down. He frowned to find it empty. Teresa turned her body around. "Want a taste?" She asked him before he took one off of her.
~
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed
God is on the T.V.
~
Teresa felt wind hit part of her bare back and pulled back from him for a second, him attaching himself to her neck as he fumbled to get her shirt out of the way so that he could get lower. Someone had opened the sunroof and one of the girls was sticking out of it yelling at the top of her lungs. 'Looks like fun.' She thought to herself dizzily as she pushed the guy off her and stood on the seat to join her friend out the window. Her friend screamed and flashed some old woman her chest. Teresa laughed until she cried. The girl turned to her and blew smoke in her face as she started laughing as well. Teresa took it from her hand and inhaled.
"Hey." The girl said slowly once she figured out it had been taken. She hit her weakly and took it back. They fought over it until it fell back inside the car. The driver screamed and the car went off onto the sidewalk before he got back on the road. The girls laughed and laughed and laughed. It was all sooooo funny!
Teresa felt the guy she had been sitting on move behind her and reach up inside her shirt. She grinned as he started sucking and biting her neck. "Vampire boy...." She said with a giggle before she started laughing again.
~
1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope
And so full of shit
Build a new god to medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake
Anything to be loved
~
-Later-
They dropped her off at a place that wasn't her home. She struggled to get to the front door, but she did without tripping, though she hadn't managed to do it without causing a ruckus. The door was opened before she knocked. She shook her head as something in black clothing helped her into the house. She giggled as he led her into the house putting her hands over the person's face. "Beth, why you so fuzzy?" She slurred out before giggling. She put her head back as the laughing stopped and she finally passed out.
Bethany ran down the stairs and groaned. "Reese, not again." She moaned lightly as she took her friend's limp body from her Father and took her up stairs to get her cleaned up and put it in bed. Ian picked up the telephone and dialed. "Hey, Gabe? Have you checked your daughter's room lately?" Pause. "Yeah, she's here. Yeah. From the smell of it, I'd say both." Pause. "It's alright. I know. No, murder is still illegal. Alright, in the morning then." He hug up the phone and went up the stairs.
Beth had Teresa in the bathroom for now as she washed off things she rather not think about. She hoped she'd never get use to this like their parents had. She didn't know what had gotten into her best friends. She'd be okay for weeks, and then suddenly BAM! Teresa's at her house like this! Her parents watched from the door. Sara shook her head, nothing saying what was on her mind since her daughter was within ear shot.
Teresa was cleaned up and put to bed. Beth grabbed all her old clothes and started putting them in the washer. She heard some rumbling noise come from the pocket and withdrew Teresa's MP3 player, playing the same song it had all night.
~
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed
God is on the T.V.
~
Coming Attraction:
Just a Little Crush
Song is "Rock is Dead" by Marilyn Manson
It was Saturday night and Teresa was getting bored. She wished they would just get here already so she could sneak out and go. She fingered the new bars and the dead bolt on the window and shook her head. 'Dad never learns... Good for me!' She thought to herself as she went over to her desk and felt for the tools no true tech chick should be without, not that she really expressed that side of herself anymore. She tried not to glance at her lonely computer at the other side of the room, not to mention the karaoke set with a mike that she had buried in her closet after years of use. She had dropped all but one of her computer classes and wasn't in choir anymore.
But hey, things change.
She talked to herself as she got her tools out and quietly worked on the windows. "Never though I'd use this stuff for breaking out of something the whole time they helped my computer break into stuff. Bet Dad wouldn't have gotten me all this stuff if he knew what I would be using it for now. Funny, won't let his kid go out, but would gladly let her hack into a computer. Probably won't even let me do that anymore if I tried to log on." The bars on her windows came off easily and she placed them on her bed. she got out her pliers to work on the security lines so that nothing would go off when she climbed out her window. "And to think I looked up to him once. Makes me sick."
After she disabled the lines, she worked on the dead bolt from the inside and it was only a matter of seconds before it was unlocked. She gathered her tools back together and put them back in the hiding place in her desk. She collapsed on her bed and cuddled her gothic monkey, Crossbow Bite, as she turned onto her stomach and crossed her legs. "You're lucky you weren't here during the old days. I would have thrown you out, me being all miss girly girl extraordinaire." She told him bitterly as she made him face all her old pictures, most of them with cracks from her throwing them around. She picked up one of her in a pink dress with frilly ends and white lace. She was sitting on her Dad's lap. "See what HE did to me, CB?" She slammed the photo face down on her dresser. The glass came crumbling out, but she didn't care. She'd just clean it up when she got back.
She got off her bed and checked out her face. She did a few minor touches before she went to look out her window again. Late. Always late. She hated it when they were late! She was about to open the window, climb out, slide down, and just wait for them down there before....
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
She moved away from her window and shut the blinds. Then she pulled her comforter up over the bars. She grabbed her MP3 player and put it on as she leaned against the door.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Teresa? Teresa!" She rolled her eyes. 'Predictable.' When she heard him start to unlock her door, she pounded on it.
"Yeah?" She asked coldly through the door.
"Why didn't you answer?!"
"Would you chill? I was listening to my MP3 player." She unlocked her door and opened it up a bit. "See?" She pointed to the small gadget blasting music. He was annoyed, she could tell. She knew all the right ways to push his buttons. Do enough of it innocently and he'd leave her alone, too angry to deal with her without strangling her. A few moments later and he pulled her door shut and locked it on the outside. She hissed. "Coward."
She went over to her window. 'Finally! Took long enough!' She opened the window and climbed out. She quickly made her way down and got into the car. She slid right onto a guy's lap, not really caring who the hell he was. She passed up her MP3 player to supply some music.
~
All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead
Anything to be loved
~
She rocked to the music as the guy she was sitting on rocked to her. The others around her weren't doing much better as the car swerved this way and that, speeding down dark alleys and streets. The girl next to her, Kim, was chugging down some dark liquid she kept in a water bottle. Teresa grabbed in from her when Kim started 'playing' with the guy riding shotgun from behind the seat. She took a swing of what ever it was and smirked.
'God, I needed some of that!' She thought to herself as she finished it off. The guy she was sitting on grabbed the empty bottle away from her and turned it upside down. He frowned to find it empty. Teresa turned her body around. "Want a taste?" She asked him before he took one off of her.
~
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed
God is on the T.V.
~
Teresa felt wind hit part of her bare back and pulled back from him for a second, him attaching himself to her neck as he fumbled to get her shirt out of the way so that he could get lower. Someone had opened the sunroof and one of the girls was sticking out of it yelling at the top of her lungs. 'Looks like fun.' She thought to herself dizzily as she pushed the guy off her and stood on the seat to join her friend out the window. Her friend screamed and flashed some old woman her chest. Teresa laughed until she cried. The girl turned to her and blew smoke in her face as she started laughing as well. Teresa took it from her hand and inhaled.
"Hey." The girl said slowly once she figured out it had been taken. She hit her weakly and took it back. They fought over it until it fell back inside the car. The driver screamed and the car went off onto the sidewalk before he got back on the road. The girls laughed and laughed and laughed. It was all sooooo funny!
Teresa felt the guy she had been sitting on move behind her and reach up inside her shirt. She grinned as he started sucking and biting her neck. "Vampire boy...." She said with a giggle before she started laughing again.
~
1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope
And so full of shit
Build a new god to medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake
Anything to be loved
~
-Later-
They dropped her off at a place that wasn't her home. She struggled to get to the front door, but she did without tripping, though she hadn't managed to do it without causing a ruckus. The door was opened before she knocked. She shook her head as something in black clothing helped her into the house. She giggled as he led her into the house putting her hands over the person's face. "Beth, why you so fuzzy?" She slurred out before giggling. She put her head back as the laughing stopped and she finally passed out.
Bethany ran down the stairs and groaned. "Reese, not again." She moaned lightly as she took her friend's limp body from her Father and took her up stairs to get her cleaned up and put it in bed. Ian picked up the telephone and dialed. "Hey, Gabe? Have you checked your daughter's room lately?" Pause. "Yeah, she's here. Yeah. From the smell of it, I'd say both." Pause. "It's alright. I know. No, murder is still illegal. Alright, in the morning then." He hug up the phone and went up the stairs.
Beth had Teresa in the bathroom for now as she washed off things she rather not think about. She hoped she'd never get use to this like their parents had. She didn't know what had gotten into her best friends. She'd be okay for weeks, and then suddenly BAM! Teresa's at her house like this! Her parents watched from the door. Sara shook her head, nothing saying what was on her mind since her daughter was within ear shot.
Teresa was cleaned up and put to bed. Beth grabbed all her old clothes and started putting them in the washer. She heard some rumbling noise come from the pocket and withdrew Teresa's MP3 player, playing the same song it had all night.
~
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed
God is on the T.V.
~
Coming Attraction:
Just a Little Crush
Song is "Rock is Dead" by Marilyn Manson