-Radio Free Roscoe- •The NoteBook •
A/N: Okay, this is another one of my infamous RFR stories. Please R&R, and in reviews, tell me what you think of the story! That was stupid...thats why you review...Sorry...slowness.
I'm not gonna bother with the disclaimer because im sure you all know what it's going to say.
Chapter One - A future Picasso
Travis Strong wandered the halls of Henry Roscoe High. Not sure what to think of himself at the moment. He had tried to embark on things that he knew he could never acheive. And he was hating himself for it. He slung his hands into his pockets, and put his mind deep at work. Until a collision was created. "Whoa, yo Travis."
Travis removed his hands from his pockets and straightened his back so it layed evenly accross his shoulder. "Ray. Sorry." Travis mumbled. "Excuse me??" Ray remarked, while circling Travis, just as Lily came up. "I think we've lost him!" Ray exclaimed, while making wobbly circles around Travis.
"I'm sure we have." Lily replied to Ray's outrageous behaviour. "Yo. Travis. Something on your mind buddy?" Lily asked, while waving a smooth, cream coloured hand in front of his face. Travis, now being quite annoyed looked up from the ground, and stared. Did nothing. But stare. Lily, who just decided to give up, whirled around and stopped.
"I'd like to get to RFR a little faster than this, so I'm going to head off.....thataway...." Lily said as she pointed towards a sign that read "Exit." Ray nodded a couple of times, thinking that Lily meant she wanted him to go with her, and even though he was utterly and completely off the subject, he tried so hard. "Travis. See you at the station. Looking forwards to thoes groo-vay beats!" Ray said enthusiasically. Travis nodded and began looking at his feet again, unsure of what to think, or do.
He decided who could move a little bit faster. he had been bumping shoulders and saying sorry, at least 3 times every 2 minutes. He finally had arrived, after colliding with another few people, losing his books down the stairs, and tripping over a wire that led to a speaker that had gotten loose and tangled in a locker door.
He walked slowly down the stairs and into his own little tech booth, not saying anything, just dropping his bag on the ground and placing his headphones where they ought to be. And to make matters worse for Travis, no one even noticed his unbearable grumpy mood and the feel to not be needed in the world.
"Im Question Mark, and I'm wondering, what is this notebook that everyones been talking about." Robbie, a.k.a Question Mark started, sounding the same way, same tone and same everything. "What notebook? How come I don't know these things?" Pronto asked indignantly, he obviously didn't know what was going on, but yet, when did he ever?
Travis, actually enjoying the topic that Robbie had chosen, decided he mind as well say something, because apparently no one noticed his mood anyways. "I think "the notebook" is just some innocent persons book, that they left somewhere. How it mysteriously disappeared you say? I think the owner took it. He/She didnt want other people looking into it. And as for Daryn Longouille, he never should of read it in the first place." Travis commented, feeling quite proud of his intelect in that little segment.
Lily however, didnt say anything to this topic, just sat back and listened intently to the other members opinions and remarks. She found that relaxing. "Alright and here, we're going to a song titled Time of your life, by Greenday. Enjoy." Shady Lane replied to everyones comments, and brought her headphones so that they were around her neck.
By the end of the song, the gang could hardly believe that an hour had passed up already. The time stood at 5:00, and everyone was ready to go home. "Okay, and you're not listening to,
"Radio."
"Free."
"Roscoe."
And they were off the air. While everyone started packing up their things and belongings, Travis decided to stay back and mix a few beats for tomorrows show. Everyone nodded in agreement. But little did Travis know, during those last hours in the station that day, he would discover the secret, to the notebook.
A/N: Please Review! Once enough reviews the chapters will keep coming! I'm not a liar! =D Please review!!! Thanks! And Enjoy!
A/N: Okay, this is another one of my infamous RFR stories. Please R&R, and in reviews, tell me what you think of the story! That was stupid...thats why you review...Sorry...slowness.
I'm not gonna bother with the disclaimer because im sure you all know what it's going to say.
Chapter One - A future Picasso
Travis Strong wandered the halls of Henry Roscoe High. Not sure what to think of himself at the moment. He had tried to embark on things that he knew he could never acheive. And he was hating himself for it. He slung his hands into his pockets, and put his mind deep at work. Until a collision was created. "Whoa, yo Travis."
Travis removed his hands from his pockets and straightened his back so it layed evenly accross his shoulder. "Ray. Sorry." Travis mumbled. "Excuse me??" Ray remarked, while circling Travis, just as Lily came up. "I think we've lost him!" Ray exclaimed, while making wobbly circles around Travis.
"I'm sure we have." Lily replied to Ray's outrageous behaviour. "Yo. Travis. Something on your mind buddy?" Lily asked, while waving a smooth, cream coloured hand in front of his face. Travis, now being quite annoyed looked up from the ground, and stared. Did nothing. But stare. Lily, who just decided to give up, whirled around and stopped.
"I'd like to get to RFR a little faster than this, so I'm going to head off.....thataway...." Lily said as she pointed towards a sign that read "Exit." Ray nodded a couple of times, thinking that Lily meant she wanted him to go with her, and even though he was utterly and completely off the subject, he tried so hard. "Travis. See you at the station. Looking forwards to thoes groo-vay beats!" Ray said enthusiasically. Travis nodded and began looking at his feet again, unsure of what to think, or do.
He decided who could move a little bit faster. he had been bumping shoulders and saying sorry, at least 3 times every 2 minutes. He finally had arrived, after colliding with another few people, losing his books down the stairs, and tripping over a wire that led to a speaker that had gotten loose and tangled in a locker door.
He walked slowly down the stairs and into his own little tech booth, not saying anything, just dropping his bag on the ground and placing his headphones where they ought to be. And to make matters worse for Travis, no one even noticed his unbearable grumpy mood and the feel to not be needed in the world.
"Im Question Mark, and I'm wondering, what is this notebook that everyones been talking about." Robbie, a.k.a Question Mark started, sounding the same way, same tone and same everything. "What notebook? How come I don't know these things?" Pronto asked indignantly, he obviously didn't know what was going on, but yet, when did he ever?
Travis, actually enjoying the topic that Robbie had chosen, decided he mind as well say something, because apparently no one noticed his mood anyways. "I think "the notebook" is just some innocent persons book, that they left somewhere. How it mysteriously disappeared you say? I think the owner took it. He/She didnt want other people looking into it. And as for Daryn Longouille, he never should of read it in the first place." Travis commented, feeling quite proud of his intelect in that little segment.
Lily however, didnt say anything to this topic, just sat back and listened intently to the other members opinions and remarks. She found that relaxing. "Alright and here, we're going to a song titled Time of your life, by Greenday. Enjoy." Shady Lane replied to everyones comments, and brought her headphones so that they were around her neck.
By the end of the song, the gang could hardly believe that an hour had passed up already. The time stood at 5:00, and everyone was ready to go home. "Okay, and you're not listening to,
"Radio."
"Free."
"Roscoe."
And they were off the air. While everyone started packing up their things and belongings, Travis decided to stay back and mix a few beats for tomorrows show. Everyone nodded in agreement. But little did Travis know, during those last hours in the station that day, he would discover the secret, to the notebook.
A/N: Please Review! Once enough reviews the chapters will keep coming! I'm not a liar! =D Please review!!! Thanks! And Enjoy!