Everything is Better Now
Chapter 1. Wishes or actions?
"I don't see what's so great about Shakespeare. All he did was write plays and die."
"Shorty, stop whining," Said Chase, as they sat down for a couple of minuets before school let out, "Its only a part you have to read in English class, its not like you have to write an essay or anything."
"Shut up Chase. I just don't like Shakespeare. That's all." She said gloomily and sat down.
"Awww," chimed Lara, "come on Shortness, it's not that bad."
Shocked, Chase raised an eyebrow. "Lara, you hate Shakespeare, remember?"
"So?" she snapped, "just cuz I hate the guy doesn't mean I have to whine about it."
"You only say that now, cuz you graduated last year. Your free from his dastardly clutches."
"Exactly. And since you, Chase, hadn't moved to Angleton last year, you missed my celebration dance. So I'll do it again!" Lara cheerfully exclaimed and hopped up on the table and started doing her trademarked "I'm free from the clutches of High school" dance. "Whew," she said when she plopped back down on the bench again, "I love that dance, but now I've entered the jaws of community college."
"Give it a rest Lara." Shorty told her, "You do that every time you come back to see us."
"I just wish there was a way that none of us had to go to school anymore." Chase said wistfully, staring out the window.
"You missed the "I'm free" dance!'
"So?" asked Ian, walking up on the way to his house. "You do it every time you come he'll see it again. And if you want a relief from this world, go play a video game."
"But I don't want to just play a video game, I wish one of them was real. You all know what I'm talking about. Swords, magic, monsters, the whole thing. That would be so much fun. I don't want the fake stuff, I want it real."
"Stop complaining," Ian snapped, "you act like this life is so bad,"
"Well for most of you, its not. Your always with your girlfriend, Shorty's got JD, and Josh and Ange are nearly in sepaprable! What do I have? NOTHING! That's what I have."
"Hi, guys. What's the yelling about?" asked Josh as he walked up whith his arms tight around Ange's waist.
"Told you." Chase muttered under his breath while every one else tried not to laugh. "I was just ranting about how this world sucks."
"Again?" asked Ange, "we all wish somethings were different, but if you want something to change, change it. Don't just sit on your ass and wish." She finished just as the bell rang. "Now, lets go home. Chase, you drive."
Just glad to be out of the building, Chase asked the question on everyones mind, "So are you going to Your house or Josh's house to makeout?"
"Josh's"
"Ange's," they both replied at the same time. Embarrassed they tried again.
"Ange's,"
"Josh's"
"O-k, Your going to Josh's house cuz his house is closer to the mall and I have to browse through the used book store for my English project." Yelled Chase, fed up with their antics.
"What English project?" they both asked, surprised.
"That one where we have to find an example of mid-evil writing and bring it in on Monday to read. That project." Said Chase, annoyed.
"Oh… that project." Josh said, "Can we come? We don't have the books either."
Rolling his eyes, Chase said, "Sure, fine, whatever, come on." And pulled out of the parking lot and headed to the mall with two lovebirds in the back seat.
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YAY! the first chapter of my first fanfic! Im proud. Send me reviews please. And if you feel its missing something, dont hesitate to tell me. I can write in other characters if i know them good enough.