Hi-
Hey, here's chapter 10, right on schedule. You guys are awesome. Thanks
for all the reviews. I really appreciate it. Oh yeah, just in case you
were wondering, Tawny and Lauren's dorm is really small. A kitchen, a
bathroom and one living room/tv room/bedroom with both Tawny and Lauren's
beds on opposite sides of the room. I hope it's not too confusing.
Ren117
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Lauren tapped her pencil. Bruno had told her the news. Tawny sat next to her, taking the lecture notes. She had been silent the last few weeks. Lauren bit her lip. What was she supposed to say? I'm sorry? She hadn't done anything wrong. Louis was the one who cheated on Tawny. It wasn't her fault she was the one he was cheating with. A small part of her was pleased that he would leave his long time girlfriend for her, but she still shouldn't have opened her mouth. Does she even know yet? She practically told her everything, not realizing that she had a connection to Bruno.
"That's all for today. Class dismissed." Tawny gathered her stuff. Lauren stopped her on the way out.
She smiled evasively. "Hi Tawny. How are you doing? I'm doing great. Renalds really made a good point today. No two people see a piece of art the same way, especially that one kind of art. What's it called again?"
Tawny rolled her eyes. "Lauren, is this about Louis?" she bit her lip, trying to find the right words to say. "...I had no idea," she said, not apologetically, but more ashamed for not knowing.
"Don't worry about it. Plus, I knew you didn't know by the way you talked about him..." Lauren grimaced. It was true, she wouldn't have told her about her dates or anything if she had known that Bruno was her exboyfriend. "Roommates shouldn't affect your personal relationships." Tawny smiled indifferently, not reflecting her frustration.
Lauren sighed in relief. "That's good. That would suck if you wanted me dead or something," she laughed, only half kidding. Tawny had always creeped her out. She was either gone all the time or hanging around the dorm drawing strange gothic things, not talking. She had even invited her to a party before school started, but it didn't seem to interest her much. She went, but then left after an hour or so.
"Well I'm glad we talked about it," she smiled falsely. "Bye, see you later." She turned and left, the door swinging behind her.
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"Oh Jeremy, I've never felt this way about anyone before," Tawny said, putting as much expression into it as possible. No matter how stupid the lines were, she wanted the part. The realization that Louis might not come back was terrible. The last couple of weeks had been agony. She hadn't been fully functioning since the break up, having neither the focus or energy to study. Acting seemed to be her only scapegoat.
"And me also Maryanne. I love you more than the air I breathe. You are the oxygen that feeds my soul." It was hard to keep from laughing. Not only because of the lines, but because Jason gave her chills while he was saying them. Then a stabbing memory of Louis extinguished the feeling.
She blinked several times and forced tears to come. "I love you, so much that it hurts. But I am engaged to Peter, and am to be wed soon." She put her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes to add affect. "I wish it were you I were to be bestowed upon."
Mr. Nickils stood up and clapped. "That was amazing! You two both have the part. Excellent, excellent!" Tawny smiled. She let go of Jason and he awkwardly shook her hand. "Thanks. Good job."
"You too, you did great." She blushed slightly.
"Wow, you two have an amazing chemistry on stage. It will be a great play this year!"
Her smile faded, catching a glimpse of Louis and Lauren, walking arm in arm outside.
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It was late, around three in the morning. Tawny opened the door of her dorm. Louis and Lauren were standing in the middle of the floor, him taking off her top.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!" Louis jumped and let go of her. Lauren screamed and reached for her shirt to cover herself.
Tawny was disgusted. Louis and Lauren....in her dorm.....her top off....three in the morning. She put her hands by her head and looked away. She didn't know how she felt anymore. How was she supposed to act? It was the first time she'd seen her exboyfriend since they broke up, and he was undressing her roommate. She wanted to throw up.
"Ever think of knocking?" her roommate said hastily, her face blushing furiously. "Not in my own dorm!" she looked at her with rage. "I better go," Louis picked up his shirt. Guilt and embarrassment washed over him. He couldn't look at Tawny. "No, don't." Lauren pulled at his arm. "I have to go." "I'll come with you then." She put on a jacket. Louis cleared his throat and walked past Tawny without saying a word, closing the door behind him. Lauren trailed him.
*
She collapsed on her bed, fully dressed. Clearly, he was over her. She held her head in her hands, suddenly feeling the warm tears streaming down her face. She was so sure he would come back.
'Why does it hurt so bad? Why are you crying, he betrayed you. He should be crying over you, apologizing. Louis always comes back.' She couldn't get the imagery out of her head, Louis and Lauren. She hated everything about it.
'You shouldn't have held back. Good job, now you have nothing. The only one you truly loved is gone. You were stupid to believe him. He never loved you. He fooled you, just like every other person in your life.'
She hated crying. All she wanted was for him to hold her, kiss her and say how sorry he was for hurting her. But nothing was there but the silent walls around her.
"God, please help me." Tawny whispered. Slowly, her body became warm, her sadness faded away, and her eyes closed.
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Lauren got in, taking off her jacket and kicking off her shoes. The sun was just rising. Tawny's bed was empty, but her covers were rustled. She felt something stick to her foot. She picked it up and examined it. It was a small snapshot of Tawny and Bruno together, his arm around her shoulder. They were young, somewhere around fourteen or fifteen. She looked around to find where the picture had come from. Tawny's mirror was empty, no pictures around it. On her desk was a box with all the missing pictures. Lauren looked through them, finding Tawny and Louis on almost all of them. Bruno, or Louis was an important part of Tawny's life. Was.
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Hey, I hope you liked this chapter. It was a little short, but I think it turned out ok. I would have had it out earlier, but I kept on changing my mind and revising it. Your input is really appreciated, so R&R! Chapter 11, if on schedule should be out at least by Christmas. Thanks! Ren117
Ren117
*******Hell**********
Lauren tapped her pencil. Bruno had told her the news. Tawny sat next to her, taking the lecture notes. She had been silent the last few weeks. Lauren bit her lip. What was she supposed to say? I'm sorry? She hadn't done anything wrong. Louis was the one who cheated on Tawny. It wasn't her fault she was the one he was cheating with. A small part of her was pleased that he would leave his long time girlfriend for her, but she still shouldn't have opened her mouth. Does she even know yet? She practically told her everything, not realizing that she had a connection to Bruno.
"That's all for today. Class dismissed." Tawny gathered her stuff. Lauren stopped her on the way out.
She smiled evasively. "Hi Tawny. How are you doing? I'm doing great. Renalds really made a good point today. No two people see a piece of art the same way, especially that one kind of art. What's it called again?"
Tawny rolled her eyes. "Lauren, is this about Louis?" she bit her lip, trying to find the right words to say. "...I had no idea," she said, not apologetically, but more ashamed for not knowing.
"Don't worry about it. Plus, I knew you didn't know by the way you talked about him..." Lauren grimaced. It was true, she wouldn't have told her about her dates or anything if she had known that Bruno was her exboyfriend. "Roommates shouldn't affect your personal relationships." Tawny smiled indifferently, not reflecting her frustration.
Lauren sighed in relief. "That's good. That would suck if you wanted me dead or something," she laughed, only half kidding. Tawny had always creeped her out. She was either gone all the time or hanging around the dorm drawing strange gothic things, not talking. She had even invited her to a party before school started, but it didn't seem to interest her much. She went, but then left after an hour or so.
"Well I'm glad we talked about it," she smiled falsely. "Bye, see you later." She turned and left, the door swinging behind her.
*******
"Oh Jeremy, I've never felt this way about anyone before," Tawny said, putting as much expression into it as possible. No matter how stupid the lines were, she wanted the part. The realization that Louis might not come back was terrible. The last couple of weeks had been agony. She hadn't been fully functioning since the break up, having neither the focus or energy to study. Acting seemed to be her only scapegoat.
"And me also Maryanne. I love you more than the air I breathe. You are the oxygen that feeds my soul." It was hard to keep from laughing. Not only because of the lines, but because Jason gave her chills while he was saying them. Then a stabbing memory of Louis extinguished the feeling.
She blinked several times and forced tears to come. "I love you, so much that it hurts. But I am engaged to Peter, and am to be wed soon." She put her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes to add affect. "I wish it were you I were to be bestowed upon."
Mr. Nickils stood up and clapped. "That was amazing! You two both have the part. Excellent, excellent!" Tawny smiled. She let go of Jason and he awkwardly shook her hand. "Thanks. Good job."
"You too, you did great." She blushed slightly.
"Wow, you two have an amazing chemistry on stage. It will be a great play this year!"
Her smile faded, catching a glimpse of Louis and Lauren, walking arm in arm outside.
*******
It was late, around three in the morning. Tawny opened the door of her dorm. Louis and Lauren were standing in the middle of the floor, him taking off her top.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!" Louis jumped and let go of her. Lauren screamed and reached for her shirt to cover herself.
Tawny was disgusted. Louis and Lauren....in her dorm.....her top off....three in the morning. She put her hands by her head and looked away. She didn't know how she felt anymore. How was she supposed to act? It was the first time she'd seen her exboyfriend since they broke up, and he was undressing her roommate. She wanted to throw up.
"Ever think of knocking?" her roommate said hastily, her face blushing furiously. "Not in my own dorm!" she looked at her with rage. "I better go," Louis picked up his shirt. Guilt and embarrassment washed over him. He couldn't look at Tawny. "No, don't." Lauren pulled at his arm. "I have to go." "I'll come with you then." She put on a jacket. Louis cleared his throat and walked past Tawny without saying a word, closing the door behind him. Lauren trailed him.
*
She collapsed on her bed, fully dressed. Clearly, he was over her. She held her head in her hands, suddenly feeling the warm tears streaming down her face. She was so sure he would come back.
'Why does it hurt so bad? Why are you crying, he betrayed you. He should be crying over you, apologizing. Louis always comes back.' She couldn't get the imagery out of her head, Louis and Lauren. She hated everything about it.
'You shouldn't have held back. Good job, now you have nothing. The only one you truly loved is gone. You were stupid to believe him. He never loved you. He fooled you, just like every other person in your life.'
She hated crying. All she wanted was for him to hold her, kiss her and say how sorry he was for hurting her. But nothing was there but the silent walls around her.
"God, please help me." Tawny whispered. Slowly, her body became warm, her sadness faded away, and her eyes closed.
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Lauren got in, taking off her jacket and kicking off her shoes. The sun was just rising. Tawny's bed was empty, but her covers were rustled. She felt something stick to her foot. She picked it up and examined it. It was a small snapshot of Tawny and Bruno together, his arm around her shoulder. They were young, somewhere around fourteen or fifteen. She looked around to find where the picture had come from. Tawny's mirror was empty, no pictures around it. On her desk was a box with all the missing pictures. Lauren looked through them, finding Tawny and Louis on almost all of them. Bruno, or Louis was an important part of Tawny's life. Was.
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Hey, I hope you liked this chapter. It was a little short, but I think it turned out ok. I would have had it out earlier, but I kept on changing my mind and revising it. Your input is really appreciated, so R&R! Chapter 11, if on schedule should be out at least by Christmas. Thanks! Ren117