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AN: Another fic to keep me from updating my others. x3 I am so lazy. Heehee. Anyways, I wanted to take a break from my other fics and write/type a new one, so here it is! oo; Oh yeah, in case you guys wanted to know, or you didn't read the summary well, Dustin is 13 and Tori just turned 13. They were originally going to both be 6, but I changed my mind. oo;


Tori Hanson ran out her front door and continues running somewhere, with her eyes full of anger, and brimmed with tears. She was sick of it. Sick of the yelling, sick of them always fighting, ignoring everything that she says. She dealt with that all that she could, but this time they went too far. Tori's father got so mad and angry with his wife, that he had a fit. He threw chairs and other objects across the room, just barely hitting Tori's mother and Tori herself. Tori tried to get her dad to calm down, begging him to stop, but her dad just backhanded her across the face, giving her a huge bruise on her left cheek. That is when she ran out the front door, not caring if her parents followed her… she just kept running.
She ran to the only place where she could think in peace. The beach. It was bad enough that it was her 13th birthday, and they forgot about it, but backhanding her across the face… what a pleasant birthday present that was. Tori bent her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, feeling her tears start to fall. She remembered the time when her family was happy, without fighting. It was about a year ago. How Tori missed those days. Her parents and her would go on picnics to the park, theme parks, and other vacations, but one day it all changed. Tori didn't know why or how, one day they just started yelling at each other. Tori sniffed slightly, continuing to stare out across the large ocean, not noticing the soft footsteps behind her. "Hey..." Tori didn't need to look to know who it was.
Tori sighed and answered to the voice, "Hey Dustin…" Dustin sat next to her, and then asked with concern, "What's wrong Tor? Isn't it your birthday?" Tori shut her eyes tightly, hoping that he doesn't see the bruise, but she failed. "Dude, Tor… what happened?" Tori just opened her eyes, holding back tears and searched for the words she could use then answered softly, "Them… my parents. I tried to make it better…" Dustin then could figure out what happened with the small answer she gave. Tori had gone to him crying before, telling him about her parents, and what they do. "So… let me guess. Your father got so angry that he slapped you when you tried to stop them?" Tori just nodded.
Dustin looked out at the water, sitting in silence. Tori then spoke, "It's just scary Dust… I feel like any day now, one of them is going to file a divorce and split my sister and I between them." "You could always stay at my house for a while, if you want Tor. My family won't mind." "What good would that do?" Dustin shrugged and smiled slightly, "I don't know. I guess it was just a hopeful idea." A small smile crept onto Tori's face and she leaned toward Dustin, resting her head on his shoulder. Dustin smiled, "Dude, I almost forgot!" Tori sat up and watched Dustin pull out a blue box from his yellow jacket pocket. Dustin gave the small box to Tori, and then turned slightly so he could see her better. Tori just held it in her hands for a while, tossing glances toward Dustin. "Well, Are you going to open it?" Dustin asked with a smile.
Tori smiled back then opened the box and a smile grew on her face. It was a necklace with a light blue mini-surfboard pendant. Tori ran her fingertips along the diamonds on the surfboard arranged to make a cursive 'T', and looked at Dustin. She leaned to Dustin and kissed his cheek lightly and leaned back saying, "It's beautiful, thank you." Dustin smiled with a red tint to his cheeks and said, "Happy Birthday, Tor." Tori leaned on Dustin, laying her head on his shoulder and smiled at the water in front of her. This was surely, one of the best birthdays that she has ever had.


AN: I'm not sure if I'll continue this. –considers the thought- We will see. Review please!