A/N: Wow Lyndsey Rose, what a thorough review! Just the kind I wish I could write! =) I'll really try to have better conversations between the couples, since they are the focus of the story, after all. Don't expect them to be real romantical, because I stink at writing romance(see my other storyhangs head in shame) and it would just bring this story down. And BTW all, I've already got an idea for a sequal to this story! Not that this one will be ending real soon. And the commas worked for the title, so hopefully people won't think it's written by some 11-year old who doesn't know how to use puncuation. BTW, when I suddenly switch to a different time or place, I'll use some question marks to let you know.
Disclaimer: My reviewers do not know that I own them.
Chapter 5: Entertaining Angels
Louis couldn't get to sleep, so he just kept his eyes on Sacramento. Popuri walked up to him, because she couldn't get to sleep either. What a lame cliché. "Louis?"
"What is it, Popuri?" He expected her to say something half-romantic like "I'm glad we got away from there" or "I can't wait to see where you live."
"Where are we going to stay, if you can't get back in your house for the rest of the week?" Louis thought about this. He couldn't go to Twitty's or Tom's house. The school, perhaps? Probably not allowed. Tawny? He hadn't seen her since they broke up. But it was all he could think of.
"I've got a friend, but I don't know if she wants me, let alone all of us, staying at her house. Larry's the one who planned all this, but I doubt he expected leaving so soon. I hope he's got a Plan B." Popuri nodded. She wished she listened to Cliff's talk on how to be a hobo. She went back to her sleeping bag, and so did Louis(his sleeping bag, not hers). Popuri stepped on someone.
"Oww..." She recognized the voice, but she couldn't remember whose it was. She just apoligized and went to sleep.
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"It's Tuesday, I think." Louis wrote in his diary. Although he always wrote in his diary in a language that no one could understand, choosing whatever word he liked to mean whatever word he meant. So what he really wrote was "Hoe mayonaise, E slinky."
"Hey Larry, do you have a plan?" Louis asked Larry, remembering his conversation from last night.
"I'm afraid not. I didn't expect being chased away. Sorry, guys."
"It's alright." Karen told him, although she also wondered where they would stay. It was her dream to go to the city, but not without a home.
"Tom!" Maria yelled to Tom, who was sleeping. "We're getting closer!" Indeed they were, and Karen marveled at the city. It was smaller than she thought it would be, but it sure was bigger than Flowerbud. The boat came to a halt at the docks.
"All right, everybody off!" Tom yelled as he and Maria jumped onto the wooden dock, shaking it a bit. Everyone else did the same, and Tom almost fell off when Donnie and Elli jumped on. Tom noticed an information booth that wasn't there when they left, so he decided to check it out.
"Excuse me my good man, but when did you get here?"
"Monday. Many young men need refuge for the week, and I help them." Tom was glad to hear this.
"Well, me and some others need a place to stay for this week too. Where can I find one?"
"The closest is on 42 Stevens Avenue. You know, the street where the high and mighty Ren Stevens lives." he replied, grunting.
"Well, thank you very much." He told the girls and the boogaloos. They all left for Stevens Avenue right away.
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Gray got up. His stomach still hurt from when Popuri stepped on it. He looked off the side of the boat to see the boogaloos and the girls leaving the docks for the city. "Why am I trying to chase after these guys? They've got their own troubles. I broke up with Popuri a week ago. I'm just being selfish. I need to apoligize." He got off the boat, and asked the information guy where those people who just talked to him went.
"42 Stevens Avenue."
"Thanks." There, he saw them. He started running, but remembered he probably shouldn't show himself until he could explain. He just followed them until they got to Stevens Avenue.
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Forty-two...where had Tom heard that number before? Oh yes, that's right. It's the answer to life, the universe, and everything.
"Tom, which house is it again?" Louis asked as they turned onto Stevens Avenue.
"It's 42."
"42? Tom, why didn't you tell me it was Tawny's house?"
"Oh...Oh! I'm sorry Louis, I completely forgot!" They stopped at Tawny's house, and Louis knocked on the door. Tawny opened. The house was pretty messy, and Tawny looked pretty tired from handling all the temporarily homeless teenagers.
"Louis?"
"Hey, Tom heard about this being a place where people could stay in all the chaos, and we all need shelter." Tawny looked behind him not only seeing four boys, but five girls as well.
"Louis, I don't think I can hold so many people for the whole week!" Fortunately, Twitty had a brilliant idea.
"Hey, what about Beans?" Louis knew what his best friend was talking about. He took out his cell phone.
"Hey Beans. Could your house be a place where me and some friends could...what do you mean no girls?" Louis scratched his head and thought a bit. "Hey Tawny, why don't you send all these guys to Beans? He says his house is a pretty unknown refuge shelter, so he's got plenty of room."
Tawny arranged for all the guys in her house(except her Dad) to move over to Beans' place, which was fine with them. A house in the woods is safe from...Ren. The boogaloos and the girls(A/N: Do you think I should come up with a name for the girls from Flowerbud too?) moved into Tawny's, each one grateful.
"You know Louis, I think the rest of the week is gonna turn out just alright." Twitty said as he relaxed on a chair. The girls felt the same way.
Popuri squealed when they all saw Tawny's room, where they'd be staying. "What a bed! I get the bed!" she yelled as she ran towards it, and jumped on.
"I think you'll have to share it with someone else, Popuri." Tawny told her.
"Me!" Karen yelled, and then ran and jumped onto the bed like Popuri. The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," said Tawny. She opened the door to see Gray.
"Hello, I'd like to stay here. Is this where Louis Stevens is staying?"
"Yes it is, but we're running out food. Do you have money?"
"Not much, but I have a gallon of milk." he replied, holding up a gallon of milk from the farm.
"Great. You can stay." she told him and let him in.
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"Where is Gray?" Cliff pondered out loud.
"He must've gone to the city. He must've." Kai said, looking out at the ocean. "That guy's got brains." A motorboat came close to the small island. "Oh great, more tourists."
When it stopped at the docks, they saw it was a young man. "Hey, what is this place?"
"It's our island. Where did you come from?" Cliff asked him.
"The city. Are there any girls here?"
"They all left for the city. Could you take us there?"
"Sure."
A/N: Yes, I took very long to update, but hey, this is also my longest chapter, I think. In the meantime, I turned 16 and cracked my toenail! Thanks to my reviewers, without you I'd have no satisfaction in writing this! If you don't get the chapter title, it's from a bible verse.(It's also a Newsboys song, of course.) Hebrews 13:2"Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by doing so some people have entertained angels without knowing it." Tawny was showing hospitality(which is what the verse means by "entertain") to strangers, thus the title! Italics aren't working...
Disclaimer: My reviewers do not know that I own them.
Chapter 5: Entertaining Angels
Louis couldn't get to sleep, so he just kept his eyes on Sacramento. Popuri walked up to him, because she couldn't get to sleep either. What a lame cliché. "Louis?"
"What is it, Popuri?" He expected her to say something half-romantic like "I'm glad we got away from there" or "I can't wait to see where you live."
"Where are we going to stay, if you can't get back in your house for the rest of the week?" Louis thought about this. He couldn't go to Twitty's or Tom's house. The school, perhaps? Probably not allowed. Tawny? He hadn't seen her since they broke up. But it was all he could think of.
"I've got a friend, but I don't know if she wants me, let alone all of us, staying at her house. Larry's the one who planned all this, but I doubt he expected leaving so soon. I hope he's got a Plan B." Popuri nodded. She wished she listened to Cliff's talk on how to be a hobo. She went back to her sleeping bag, and so did Louis(his sleeping bag, not hers). Popuri stepped on someone.
"Oww..." She recognized the voice, but she couldn't remember whose it was. She just apoligized and went to sleep.
¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿? ¿?
"It's Tuesday, I think." Louis wrote in his diary. Although he always wrote in his diary in a language that no one could understand, choosing whatever word he liked to mean whatever word he meant. So what he really wrote was "Hoe mayonaise, E slinky."
"Hey Larry, do you have a plan?" Louis asked Larry, remembering his conversation from last night.
"I'm afraid not. I didn't expect being chased away. Sorry, guys."
"It's alright." Karen told him, although she also wondered where they would stay. It was her dream to go to the city, but not without a home.
"Tom!" Maria yelled to Tom, who was sleeping. "We're getting closer!" Indeed they were, and Karen marveled at the city. It was smaller than she thought it would be, but it sure was bigger than Flowerbud. The boat came to a halt at the docks.
"All right, everybody off!" Tom yelled as he and Maria jumped onto the wooden dock, shaking it a bit. Everyone else did the same, and Tom almost fell off when Donnie and Elli jumped on. Tom noticed an information booth that wasn't there when they left, so he decided to check it out.
"Excuse me my good man, but when did you get here?"
"Monday. Many young men need refuge for the week, and I help them." Tom was glad to hear this.
"Well, me and some others need a place to stay for this week too. Where can I find one?"
"The closest is on 42 Stevens Avenue. You know, the street where the high and mighty Ren Stevens lives." he replied, grunting.
"Well, thank you very much." He told the girls and the boogaloos. They all left for Stevens Avenue right away.
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Gray got up. His stomach still hurt from when Popuri stepped on it. He looked off the side of the boat to see the boogaloos and the girls leaving the docks for the city. "Why am I trying to chase after these guys? They've got their own troubles. I broke up with Popuri a week ago. I'm just being selfish. I need to apoligize." He got off the boat, and asked the information guy where those people who just talked to him went.
"42 Stevens Avenue."
"Thanks." There, he saw them. He started running, but remembered he probably shouldn't show himself until he could explain. He just followed them until they got to Stevens Avenue.
¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿? ¿?
Forty-two...where had Tom heard that number before? Oh yes, that's right. It's the answer to life, the universe, and everything.
"Tom, which house is it again?" Louis asked as they turned onto Stevens Avenue.
"It's 42."
"42? Tom, why didn't you tell me it was Tawny's house?"
"Oh...Oh! I'm sorry Louis, I completely forgot!" They stopped at Tawny's house, and Louis knocked on the door. Tawny opened. The house was pretty messy, and Tawny looked pretty tired from handling all the temporarily homeless teenagers.
"Louis?"
"Hey, Tom heard about this being a place where people could stay in all the chaos, and we all need shelter." Tawny looked behind him not only seeing four boys, but five girls as well.
"Louis, I don't think I can hold so many people for the whole week!" Fortunately, Twitty had a brilliant idea.
"Hey, what about Beans?" Louis knew what his best friend was talking about. He took out his cell phone.
"Hey Beans. Could your house be a place where me and some friends could...what do you mean no girls?" Louis scratched his head and thought a bit. "Hey Tawny, why don't you send all these guys to Beans? He says his house is a pretty unknown refuge shelter, so he's got plenty of room."
Tawny arranged for all the guys in her house(except her Dad) to move over to Beans' place, which was fine with them. A house in the woods is safe from...Ren. The boogaloos and the girls(A/N: Do you think I should come up with a name for the girls from Flowerbud too?) moved into Tawny's, each one grateful.
"You know Louis, I think the rest of the week is gonna turn out just alright." Twitty said as he relaxed on a chair. The girls felt the same way.
Popuri squealed when they all saw Tawny's room, where they'd be staying. "What a bed! I get the bed!" she yelled as she ran towards it, and jumped on.
"I think you'll have to share it with someone else, Popuri." Tawny told her.
"Me!" Karen yelled, and then ran and jumped onto the bed like Popuri. The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," said Tawny. She opened the door to see Gray.
"Hello, I'd like to stay here. Is this where Louis Stevens is staying?"
"Yes it is, but we're running out food. Do you have money?"
"Not much, but I have a gallon of milk." he replied, holding up a gallon of milk from the farm.
"Great. You can stay." she told him and let him in.
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"Where is Gray?" Cliff pondered out loud.
"He must've gone to the city. He must've." Kai said, looking out at the ocean. "That guy's got brains." A motorboat came close to the small island. "Oh great, more tourists."
When it stopped at the docks, they saw it was a young man. "Hey, what is this place?"
"It's our island. Where did you come from?" Cliff asked him.
"The city. Are there any girls here?"
"They all left for the city. Could you take us there?"
"Sure."
A/N: Yes, I took very long to update, but hey, this is also my longest chapter, I think. In the meantime, I turned 16 and cracked my toenail! Thanks to my reviewers, without you I'd have no satisfaction in writing this! If you don't get the chapter title, it's from a bible verse.(It's also a Newsboys song, of course.) Hebrews 13:2"Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by doing so some people have entertained angels without knowing it." Tawny was showing hospitality(which is what the verse means by "entertain") to strangers, thus the title! Italics aren't working...