"Darry...leave her alone.Just leave her the hell alone. I can handle it..." Soda said it. My eyes were closed , I was pretending to be asleep. Being an actress came in handy. Soda was brushing my hair away and rubbing my forehead , trying to get Darry to go away. I let out a small groan and rolled onto my left side , away from them. "Just trust her Darry..." "How can I? The girl's cutting!" Soda let out a sigh. "You can't know that for sure..." I heard Darry take a breath and felt more weight on my bed. I felt myself rolling over slightly and a hand on my thigh. "So that blood's from nothing is it?" I felt Soda's hand join Darry's. Awe damn , just leave me alone. I opened an eye and bit back slapping the both of them silly. I let out a groan and sat up , rubbing my eyes. "Wuzgoinon?" I blinked a few times and raised an eyebrow at their faces. "Er... Why're you staring at me like that...?" I looked down and felt my cheeks flush. "Oh..damn..er...I'll be going to the bathroom now..."I took off and Soda started cracking up. "I knew it...well , I didn't , but I suspected it..." "Right , Soda...right..." I came back in , biting my lip and letting out a laugh. "See? You can trust me...things like that happen-trust me. Please?" I pouted and Soda rolled his eyes. "Why do you always do that? All of us give into that..." I smiled and sat down next to him. "That's the reason I do it."Soda smiled and looked at me. "Lemme see your arms." I looked at him and shook my head. "What the hell is your problem! You can't trust me at all anymore! I didn't do anything Soda! Pony does drugs and you cans till trust him! What the hell-does everyone hate me or something!" Soda opened his mouth but I took off and locked myself in the bathroom. My razor was my only escape. I felt tears run down my cheeks , I started hugging my knees. "Big girls don't cry...big girls don't cry..."

"Tink...?" I wiped my eyes and glared at the door. "Go away Soda!" I heard him sigh. "Come on , Bella , talk to me..." I laughed. "You only want to make sure I'm not doing anything , since you don't trust me at all. Don't call me Bella-only people that I like can call me that. At the moment I really don't like you." I heard the lock click and Soda stood there with a bobby pin in hand. "Shouldn't of showed me howta do that..." I wiped my eyes and looked away. Big girls don't cry...Soda sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my back , pulling me closer. I stiffened slightly at his touch-something I never do. "Bella..I'm sorry..." A tear trickled down my cheek and he flicked it away.I leaned into him. I can forgive him so easily. "Just trust me..." Soda nodded and smiled at me. "Easy to anger-easy to forgive?" I looked up. "Don't push it , buddy boy. You're a special case."

"Rise and shine!" I opened my eyes and Soda was shaking me. "5mor'mini'tes..." Soda shook his head. "Nope. Time to get up." I glared at him and rubbed my eyes. "You're an evil , evil person..." Soda smiled and left the room , I dove under the covers again. "No you don't..." That was Darry. Oh god...He picked me up and dropped me on the bed. I let out a squeal. "You're all sooo mean! I need sleep!" I buried my face in my hands , pretending to cry , then smiled. Darry rolled his eyes. "Come on , Drama Queen , time for breakfast." I groaned. "But I'm tired!" Darry shook his head. "Don't make me carry you..." I crossed my arms over my chest and sat there. He picked me up and I glared at him. "I mean what I say." I rolled my eyes. " I noticed..." He let go and caught me right before I hit the ground. My eyes were wide and I was holding him tight after that one. "D..don't do that!" Darry set me down and when he turned around I stuck my tongue out at him. Big brothers. I got changed and brushed my hair , pulling it back messily. "I'm headin' out!" I heard Darry say something about being home before he sent the cops after me. That usually meant midnight.

I let out a yawn and looked around the Dingo boredly.No action today. I took a sip of my coke and jumped when I felt someone touch my shoulder. "What's a pretty young lady like you doin' all by her lonesome?" I rolled my eyes. Typical Steve. I smiled at him and gestured to the seat acorss from me. "If yah join me I won't be lonesome anymore!" He smiled and took the offered seat. "Tinkerbelle!" I heard the voice and winced. Riley Fairfield. "Hi Riley..." The girl hugged me and I bit back gagging. I hate that girl..."Now , who's this you got with yah?" She flicked her obviously-dyed blonde hair off her shoulders and stared at Steve. "Steve Randle-Riley Fairfield. Yea...anyway..." I shifted uncomfortably and Steve smirked at me. I glared right back. Welcome to the afternoon from hell!

"Tinkerbelle-come to the bathroom with me." I gave a desperate glance at Steve. He opened his mouth but that girl dragged me away. Once we got in there I pushed a few curls out of my eyes and Riley started pumping her mascara tube. "You're friend's hott! He your boyfriend?" I shook my head , trying not to turn red. "Naw-he's single." A smile played on Fairfield's lips. "He won't be after I'm done with him..." She walked out and I glared after her. You BITCH! I walked back out , sighing slightly and looking towards Steve. "Hey Steve...can you drive me home? I don't feel too good..." Steve stood up and nodded. "What's wrong?" Riley was glaring at me , as though saying 'Stay away from him!' "Kinda dizzy , stomach ache. Just get me home , please?" Steve grabbed my hand , waved to Riley and we started to his car. "Thank God..." Steve glanced at me , smiling slightly. "You feel fine , don'tcha?" I smiled innocently. "Of course. But I can't stand her..." I shuddered slightly and Steve laughed , wrapping an arm around my waist. "I'll drive yah home anyway-come on."

"Darry...I'm headin' out...again..." Soda laughed. "This house annoys you-doesn't it?" I smiled and wrinkled my nose. "Too many boys..." Soda rolled his eyes. "I'll be back by midnight!" I said as Darry opened his mouth. He smiled. "You better be..." I rolled my eyes and set off for the Dingo again. I yanked my denim skirt down a bit , it was still short. Ah , well. My pink tank-top was too short as well-but I always wear them short. Always did-always will. I pulled the scrunchie out of my hair and Steve sat down across from me again. "I'm seeing you a lot lately..." I smiled at his comment. "I'm seeing you too..." I heard it again...that voice..."Tinkerbelle!...and Steve!" I felt blinded by my anger , too blinded to see what I was doing irational. I stood up , leaned across the table , and kissed Steve.

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