Ch.17-Welcome Home

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--------LILIE'S POV---------

FIVE MONTHS LATER

We were moving back to Raccoon City, Billy and me. We both couldn't stand living in Newport anymore. The apartment was cold even in the summertime, our neighbors were always screaming at each other, and I was having way too many problems.

I spent some of my $500,000 on a bed and new clothes. The rest of it, I saved for school. I tried my hardest to keep in touch with Michael, Sherry, and Mari. At first I spoke to them over the phone and that's how we started getting in touch. I even made friends with Casey, Mari's twin brother and Sherry's boyfriend. We used to chat on the phone so much that most of the time the phone was off the hook. Unfortunately, the phone bills came and since we were speaking through so much long distance, the bill was extremely high, so we had to stop calling.

Our second mode of conversation was through chat rooms. Billy and I didn't have a computer, so I had to head down to the library. Our conversations continued for about two and a half months until during September when I started getting kicked out of the library quite often for spending too much time on the computers and laughing while chatting. Around September 10th, chat rooms were banned in the library, so I stopped going there. After that, I had to rely on writing e-mails and letters.

Billy tried to convince me to make friends in Newport and I really did try to make friends. I hung out at the mall and at a nearby park. I introduced myself and tried to start up a conversation like I used to do with Carlee and my other friends back in Marysville before it got destroyed, but the people here stared at me as if I was some sort of freak or something. I spent the rest of my summer friendless.

I started the tenth grade at Dellin High. It seemed that everyone, even new students from different states that didn't know anyone else, quickly made a friend or two. I was the only one without a friend.

I got my tenth grade schedule and was very pleased with it. It looked like a continuation of my ninth grade classes:

Period 1- Geometry
Period 2- 10th grade English
Period 3- Advanced Choir (I had to try out for this class)
Period 4- Biology
Period 5- Japanese II (I also had to try out for this class)
Period 6- PE

I didn't last long in Advanced Choir. I almost made friends with the second best singer in Advanced Choir, Danielle Spooner, but she hated the fact that I was the best in the class and her voice was pretty, but flat so she hardly ever got good solos. Around the end of September, I was kicked out of the choir. The teacher said I wasn't ready for the choir, but I snuck up on him a week later and he told another teacher that I was too good and was making the other singers sound bad.

Needless to say, I was extremely pissed off. I mean, who wouldn't be? Especially if the one class they worked to get in were kicked out? I complained to the principal and teacher. They didn't care and moved to 3rd period Study Hall. I wasn't even allowed to be in the after school choir club. It was a shame, Billy told me, because I could have brought the school a bunch of awards if I stayed in the choir.

At least Japanese II was fun. The class was, in a way, challenging although most of the class was full of lazy morons. I was the first person in the class to say a whole paragraph in Japanese:

"Watashi no namae wa Coen Lilie. Juu go sai desu. Watashi to Onii-san apaato ni sunde imasu. Watashi no onii-san no namae wa Billy."

I finished that paragraph around the first month. By the time I left, not a single class member other than myself was able to say a while four sentence paragraph. Not even Tara Moshi, who was Japanese-American and was born in the country, could say a sentence.

The other parts of Dellin High were complete Hell. The rooms were cold, my P.E. teacher was fat and lazy, our English teacher had the class reading "Julius Caesar" and refused to explain what was happening after Caesar died, but the cafeteria was the worst.

The school banned home-brought lunches and had everyone eat cafeteria food or nothing at all. The cafeteria was freezing and the food was so nasty that it was practically inedible. The school has an award for the thinnest and healthiest students, but that only because most of the students starved themselves at lunch and ate at home…or during class and passing time if they managed to smuggle in snacks. By the time I left Newport, I lost 15 pounds and weighed somewhere around 86 pounds.

Billy and I planned to leave Newport two weeks into October, when he gave his 30 day notice to the landlord of the apartment. The worst experience I had in Newport happened within those thirty days, on October 31st, Halloween.

Danielle Spooner was having a huge Halloween party at her mansion at the other side of town and invited me. I didn't want to go, but only went because Billy talked me into going. It was a costume party complete with music, dancing, food, and scary movies. I didn't want to spend a lot of money on a costume, so I bought a set of furry, black kitty ears, a cute fake leather collar and tag(which I wrote "Lilie" on in black permanent marker) and a black furry tail. With some face paint, I painted a cat nose, white cheeks, and whiskers. I had a pair of pants and a shirt that I put on along with the cat items and my painted face. Billy said I looked cute and looked like an actual black cat and dropped me off at the party.

I was the only girl wearing pants at the party. All the other girls were Playboy bunnies, witches, hookers, angels, fairies, princesses, and dancers. All the guys were dressed as vampires, bums, serial killers, ghosts, and other scary things. Everyone stared at my costume and made fake kitty noises at me.

The party wasn't all that bad in the beginning. The food was great and so was the music. Unfortunately, people kept offering milk to drink. "Here kitty kitty. Have some milk." The told me repeatedly.

I was happy when it was time to watch scary movies: five of them picked out by Danielle. The fifty people at the party piled on couches, pillows, and chairs in front of the Spooner's big screen TV in the family.

The first movie we watched was a movie from the 30s called "Thirteen Ghosts." Everyone laughed at the cheap effects during the movie. The second movie was "A Nightmare on Elm Street." A few girls and guys screamed because Freddy Krueger was twice as big as their heads. "Wishmaster" was next. A few girls screamed in the movie because of some of the unexpected and brutal killings in the movie. "Friday the 13th" was the fourth movie. I thought it was okay, but had a little too much sex in it. It had a good twist, though, with Mrs. Voorhees being the killer and not Jason.

The final movie scared me: Night of the Living Dead. I remembered zombies from back in Marysville and seeing a movie having to deal with zombies was just too much for me. I was the only one hiding my eyes in the movie.

The party guests called me a scared little kitten and said in a spooky voice "They're coming to get you, Lilie…" the whole night went on like that from everyone from the party.

When all the movies ended, it was 2:45am, almost 3. Most of the people that lived nearby went home, but the ones that didn't live close by, like me, stayed the night at Danielle's house. Only ten of us stayed. I was the only one of the ten that wouldn't fall asleep. I was too scared.

I went home before the others woke up, at about 6:30am. I left a note for Danielle, thanking her for the party. Once I got into my apartment, I began to cry.

Billy asked me what was wrong and I told him about what happened at the party. He seemed to understand. He told me that he had enough money to leave Newport and go to Raccoon City. He even rented an apartment there. We would leave as soon as we could.

My last day of school at Dellin High was November 9th. I didn't tell anyone except for my Japanese II teacher that I was leaving. I didn't know why I should tell anyone else. The students and other teachers and I didn't get along and the students still laughed at me for what happened at Danielle's party.

At 6am on November 9th, Billy and I dropped the apartment key off at the landlord's house and led a moving van to our new home away from the smelly Marina, tiny apartment, and hell-ish school. "Sayonara, Dellin High!" I shouted out the car window as we drove out of the town. Billy laughed from his seat and ordered me to sit down.

I obeyed him and closed the window. On the way to our new house, I didn't sleep. Instead, I spoke with my brother and was surprised to find out that he never told Rebecca that we were moving to Raccoon City, only a street away from her apartment. But again, I should talk. I didn't tell Sherry, Michael, Mari, and Casey that I was moving, too.

Billy and I made it to our new apartment at 7am the next day. This apartment was a lot better than the one in Newport. It was bigger, there weren't any holes or thin walls, and the environment around it didn't stink. Because of our little belongings, we were able to unpack everything into our house by 3pm. We took a ten minute break before Billy followed me to the Bright's house so I could see Michael, Casey, and Mari.

----NORMAL POV-----

Lilie knocked on the door of the Bright's house. The door opened and a scream came. Then, before Lilie knew it, Michael, Mari, Casey, and Sherry crowded around Billy and Lilie, asking what they were doing in the city.

"We moved here." Lilie answered.

Billy asked if Rebecca was home. Sherry said she was. All the S.T.A.R.S. members had the day off. Billy believed her because she lived with Leon and Claire, both S.T.A.R.S. members, and they had the day off.

Billy walked down the street to Rebecca's apartment. Lilie followed him. In order to surprise Rebecca, Billy handed Lilie two quarters and ordered her to call Rebecca from the payphone across the street when he gave her a thumbs-up sign.

He snuck up to Rebecca's door and gave Lilie a thumbs-up sign. Lilie went into the payphone, placed the quarters into the slot, and dialed a number. A timid voice came from the other line, "Hello?"

"Rebecca?"

"Lilie? Is that you?"

"Uh-huh."

"Where are you? I tried calling your apartment, but I got no answer."

"It doesn't matter, but I want you to do something for me."

"Okay. What?"

"Open your front door."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

"Okay. Hold on a second."

Rebecca put her phone down and walked to her front door. Her eyes widened as she saw a smiling Billy Coen standing there waiting for her. She let out a scream and jumped into Billy's arms.

"What are you doing here?" Rebecca asked.

"Lilie and I moved her to Raccoon City. We're here to stay." Billy told Rebecca. He leaned in close to Rebecca's ear and whispered, "I love you."

Rebecca smiled and responded with a passionate kiss.

Lilie watched the scene from the phone booth with a smile on her face. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the booth. Lilie jumped, but smiled when she saw the person that pulled her from the booth. "Hey, Michael." Lilie said to Michael.

Michael smiled at her and responded to her greeting not with words, but with a passionate kiss that made her feel good inside.

"Geez, you two. Get a room or something." Billy said loudly as he walked across the street with an arm around Rebecca's waist.

Lilie smirked and looked at Michael's face. "No problem. Come on, Michael. We can continue this in my room." She grabbed Michael's hand and ran to wards the apartment she shared with Billy.

"What the? LILIE!" Billy shouted. With his arm still around Rebecca, Billy ran after Lilie with a fake angry look on his face, which ended up making him laugh. Then, before he knew it Lilie, Michael, and Rebecca were laughing.

Lilie took a quick look behind and smiled at Billy. Her brother looked into her eyes and could see a twinkle of happiness and it made him feel good all over again. They were finally really home and they never wanted to leave again.

THE END

Okay, that was the end of this story. I know it wasn't very romancey, but I'm not a big romancey person so I did the best I could. Dellin High was a name I just made up, so there is no actual hellish school in Newport called that. And I'm also not telling people that Newport is a horrible place, because it isn't. It's actually really nice, but the school and people I made up(which is practically everybody) aren't. "Thirteen Ghosts" is an actual movie from the 30s. I know you guys have probably seen the newer version of the movie with "The Jackal" and "The Hammer", but believe it or not, there was an actual version made way before that one. The effects are crap and some of the acting is terrible, so the movie is more funny than it is scary.

Read and review if you want, but don't give me any reviews saying "this story sucked" or "what kind of ending is that?" or something like that. Oh, and here is the translation for the sentence Lilie said in Japanese:

My name is Lilie Coen. I am fifteen years old. My older brother and I live in an apartment. My older brother's name is Billy. (I'm pretty sure I got all the participles right, but I'll have to check over my old Japanese II papers to make sure)