Authors Note

Heya everyone! Now since I've already been asked why I've changed my name I'll tell you. I suffer from sever boredom, hehe. And this was just my way of having something to do. And besides, I was bored of Akers2, I liked it and all but I needed something new. Now, Vampiric Skater… no idea how I came up with that. I'll start with saying that I am sorry to say that I am not actually a vampire (sobsob) I wish I was; they're the hottest things ever. Neither am I a skater, which I wish I was. BUT I have successfully mastered the art of standing on a skateboard, pushing off and going down hills and stuff. And am currently lobbying hard for my mom to buy me my own skateboard but, I think she wishes I was like all girly and whatnot. Tough luck because I'm not! She doesn't enjoy my Converses much though… or my Etnies come to think of it… or my taste in music. Humph. Not my problem. But just for the sake of saying it: I'm not emo, punk or Goth or anything like that. Some emo music is good but no way am I one! But here's the big shocker, my mom's buying me the My Chemical Romance (MCR) messenger bag I want! Oh and excuse all mindless rambling on my part, I'm currently suffering from the effects of drawing on my notebook with a Sharpie (love those things) for the whole Science period. Again. I'll never lean.

So there ya have it, my new name! I might just change it back later anyway. Yep so that's all I have to say. The sad part is, I honestly have no idea what story I'm about to start typing… either BfS or CIC… hmmm, decisions. I'd rather do TP but not enough people reviewed yet :( oh well, I think I'll write some CIC. Review for whatever story this ends up being… -Steph

Oh and if you happen to see a story that comes up in this category that has something to do with vampires… yep, that's me. Actually look out for one because there's one coming! It's going to be called "Vampires Will Never Hurt You."

Disclaimer: Based LOOSELY off of stuff created and owned by Lauren Brooke.

Commander In Chief

Chapter 17

Friday, Green Acres Prep

I pulled into the parking lot at normal time today. Again I parked on the totally opposite end of the lot from that cursed black Escalade EXT.

I trudged wearily over to my friends and tried my hardest not to fall asleep and to actually pay attention to what they were saying. Needless to say, it didn't work so well. I got like four hours of sleep last night, and I'm not exaggerating even a little. I suppose this will be normal me for awhile while my dad is on his "business trip" in Australia, of all the places in the world he's going the farthest away possible. Almost. He's never had to go that far for a business trip. Usually, they're in the same country. And they only last for the weekend or a few days… not a couple weeks.

But whatever, that's not my problem right now. Maybe I'll grow to like the dark circles under my eyes but somehow I doubt it.

"… Right?" Soroya said. Everyone was starring at me now. Whoops.

"Uh… what?" I asked stupidly not having heard a word of what Soroya had just said.

"Were you even listening to a word I was saying?" Soroya demanded, hands on her hips.

"Uh… no," I finally said. "What?"

"Amy!" Soroya exclaimed in exasperation. "What's with you today?"

"Sorry," I sighed and rubbed a hand across my weary eyes as if trying to rub away the sleepiness. "My dad just left for Australia for an uncertain amount of time and I'm taking care of Alex," I offered them as an explanation.

After five minutes or so of talking about randomness Rebecca finally asked the question I'd been waiting for. "So," she began trying to sound casual, "What happened between you and Ty?"

"Nothing," I said a little too quickly.

"Yeah right," Jamie snorted. "Everyone knows you're broken up… no ones knows why though…" she hinted at me to tell them.

"It's nothing," I said again, uneasily. My eyes were fixed on the grass growing around our feet.

"Well did you guys have a fight?" Meghan asked next.

"Yes," I decided to say. "And it was stupid," I added quickly.

"What did you fight about?" Rachel asked after my confession of sorts.

"It's not important," I mumbled. I felt the color rise to my cheeks just thinking about that day.

Soroya had remained quiet the whole time; I knew she wondered why too, I hadn't even told her what had happened. "Well," she began, "It has to have been important if you broke up over it," she said logically.

"Wait," Rebecca jumped in. Her eyes were bright; it was as though she thought she had figured it out. "You guys didn't… you know, did you?" she asked in a low voice.

I flinched a little but I think it went unnoticed. Fortunately. "No," I said with a short, harsh laugh, my eyes still fixated on the ground. "We didn't do anything," I said a bit harsher then I had meant to.

"Well then what…"

"Nothing, okay? Just drop it, it's not important. What happened was stupid, it's not important. We're over, okay?" I desperately pleaded with them. "Ty's not important," I said, I hope they couldn't tell how untrue those words were to me. "He's just a high school boyfriend, I'll get over it," I said with a shrug. Once again I looked at the ground.

"So, you're not getting back together?" Rachel sounded disappointed.

"No," I said firmly.

"Well here comes Mr. Not-Important now," Meghan alerted me and gestured to a point over my shoulders.

I glanced behind my back hesitantly. Yep. Ty was walking my way, directly towards. He was even looking at me. That cemented the fact that he was coming to me.

I turned back to my friends. "I'm just going to go to the library," I said casually as I started to edge away from them. "You know, I forgot to do that… English thing last night," and then I walked away before any of them could question me further. I don't even think we had English homework.

I started walking towards the front of the school. My path would cross with Ty's eventually but I was hopeful that I would make it to the doors long before that time came.

I'd just walk right by him and pretend I never even saw him. Easy.

"Amy!" or I guess he could follow me and try to talk to me. Damn. I walked a little faster in hopes that he would just leave me alone. "I know you see, Amy," his voice came from behind me. He was following me. "Let's talk," he said in that annoyingly smooth and perfect voice of his. I guess I could have gone into the school and lost him inside the halls but… yeah he's the football player. I have a feeling he could have caught me, easily.

"What do you want, Ty?" I asked passively, doing my best to keep my voice emotionless. I turned around hesitantly to face him. Big mistake. Why does he have to be so damn hot? I mean he's only wearing a pair of jeans, black Adidas Sambas and a heather gray Baldwin Ways sweatshirt. And yet, my insides still managed to melt. I refused to meet those abnormally green eyes of his, I'd be gone if I did.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for everything I said that day. It was stupid. And I think that we should ge…" Ty began.

My eyes widened as I figured out where he was going with all of this. "Don't even say it, Ty!" I warned him.

"… t back together," he concluded like I hadn't even spoken.

"I told you not to say it," I said furiously.

"But why?" he sounded genuinely confused now. "I thought… what I mean is, I found my phone," he said lightly. "I thought that you wanted to…" he trailed off.

"Things change, right, Ty?" I replied in a 'sweet' voice.

"Yeah but they don't have to," Ty said quickly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked warily.

Ty sighed. "I didn't mean what I said. All the stuff about being wrong about thinking we were good together… I was wrong."

"It's a little late for apologies, Ty," I said.

I could see Ty beginning to get frustrated.

"Look, just leave me alone, okay? It's really not that hard," I said. Of course I was looking of somewhere in the distance.

"Don't you see?" Ty asked me. "It is hard. I like… no love being around you. Don't you see?"

"No, I guess I don't," I said coldly. "I don't see how you didn't call me back. I'm sure you knew my number. All you had to do was pick up the God damned phone, Ty, and everything would be hunky dory." Oh my god… did I just say… hunky dory? Someone shoot me now please.

"I was stupid. That was stupid I should have called you but I didn't. That's the fact. Can't we just… start over?" he suggested hopefully.

"Go and start over with Ashley," I suggested helpfully.

"What the hell, Amy?" Ty exploded suddenly. We were defiantly beginning to attract some attention to ourselves. "Why is everything about her all off a sudden?" he demanded. "Are you jealous of Ashley or something?"

That was the final straw. No way was I jealous of the blonde bimbo. The hurt, the sheer fact that it had come from Ty hurt more. I turned on me heel and headed towards my original destination. I was beginning to hate the large front lawn of Green Acres Prep. It this was my old school back in England I would have been inside the school twice by now.

"Amy, wait!" Ty called after me. I kept walking, I started going faster. "I didn't mean that," his voice sounded sincere enough.

"Leave me the fuck ALONE!" I yelled. I whirled around and I came nose to chest with Ty. "Despite what you seem to think, it's really not that hard, Ty! People do it all the time anyway!" I shouted.

People were defiantly starring now. We didn't pay them any attention though.

"Just leave me alone, Ty," I added again for emphasis.

"Can't we just talk?" he asked again.

"No."

"Come one, Amy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, it just came out," he tried to tell me.

"Yeah whatever, Ty," I tried to continue walking towards the school, my original destination, but Ty grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He opened his mouth to say something but I beat him to it. "Jesus, Ty!" I exclaimed, exasperated "Just come and get your horse from Heartland and then leave me the hell alone!" I shouted.

Ty looked hurt by my words. Good, he should. But apparently even the calm exterior of Ty Baldwin isn't fully impenetrable. If his next words were any indication at all.

"Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I was actually right about what I said," he spat out.

"Maybe you were," I replied icily. It didn't even cross my mind that I was basically insulting myself.

What Ty said next surprised me more then anything though. I wouldn't have been more surprised in Sunny talked to me when I got home later. "I heard your father's gone to Australia," he said haughtily.

"Who do you know that?" I demanded.

"I thought you would have figured it out by now, Amy. I'm a Baldwin. I can get whatever I want."

"I guess I was wrong about you too, Ty," I said with narrowing eyes. "I never thought you were vain."

"Well, you don't see my father running off to Australia now, do you?"

"At least my mother's not a bitch," I shot back.

Something flashed in Ty's eyes. When did we resort ourselves to having to insult each others parents?

Ty's jaw clenched and I could almost see all the things he wanted to say to me right now running through his head. Somehow he managed to refrain. Ty's self-control will never cease to amaze me. He looked upwards towards the bright, cloudless sky and let out a shaky breath before looking at me again.

"This is stupid," he finally said. I almost laughed but I didn't. "Can't you just think about it, Amy?" he came to as close to begging as I'd I've heard him.

"No," I said firmly. "There's nothing to think about. We're over, Ty. You're the one who said it," I reminded him.

"You're so damn stubborn, Amy," he said in exasperation.

"I could say the same for you," I bit back sharply.

"I'm admitting that I was wrong!" Ty yelled towards the sky. "Is there a reason you don't want to believe that? After what's been happening with your family, can you not trust me?" he asked softly.

My anger boiled and I glared at him. He seemed unfazed as he just looked back at me. Finally I regained control. "Fuck you," I hissed at him.

"Miss Fleming!" a shocked voice rang out behind me. I turned around slowly and my fears were confirmed. Mrs. Pierce. "I do not tolerate that kind of language among my students."

"Sorry, Mrs. Pierce," I mumbled looking down at the ground, ashamed. I should really start naming the grass, God only knows with the amount of time I'd been starring at this morning.

"Look at me when you are speaking, Miss Fleming!" she reprimanded me sternly.

I immediately looked up. "Yes, Mrs. Pierce," I answered robotically.

"I'm surprised and downright appalled with your behavior. Yours too, Mr. Baldwin," she added with a sharp glance at Ty. "I believe I've already spoken to the two of you about the appropriate conduct for this school." Her warning was left hanging clearly in the air between us. "Miss Fleming," she addressed me once again. "You have just suffered the loose of your mother, but that is no excuse for that kind of behavior. And Mr. Baldwin, you've been at this school since preschool. Your family donates a significant sum of money to this institution every year and you have remained out of trouble for the most part. Miss Fleming, you're new to this school but I believe I know you both well enough by now. I'm shocked that out of all the students here it's the two of you who have chosen to exhibit yourself in such a manner. I am not interested in personal matter, Mr. Baldwin," she said swiftly as Ty opened his mouth. He quickly shut it.

"Mr. Baldwin," she began again. "Your parents attended Green Acres too. They were quite the pair, according to my mother, never could seem to get along. You would never have guessed they'd end up married."

(a/n: sorry for the interruption! But to enjoy some priceless Liz and Brad moments please read Beau, for Short! Review too!)

"But," Mrs. Pierce continued, "Through all their differences at the time they were able to control themselves. For as long as Green Acres has been teaching the young people of the world, we've made it our job to teach our students more then geography, English or math. We're here to teach you about the real world, too. You must learn to behave in a respectful manner at all times. No matter whatever problems may be going on between you two personally. I do not make it my business to get involved with my students personal affairs but I understand that you two have broken up." I shifted uncomfortable under the sharp eyes of Mrs. Pierce. "I do not care to know under what circumstances this has accrued," she reminded us once again. "And how you conduct yourselves away from this school is your business, I hope you shall conduct yourselves in a civil and respectful manner, and not yell such profanities at each other though.

"I shall let you both off with another warning," she told us and I sighed gratefully. "But, Miss Fleming," she said noticing my gratefulness. "This is the last time you escape so easily. Mind you, I am not normally so lenient. Once again, I am not here to host your high school dramas, but I am here to educate you. To help you reach your full potential."

The school day started and I trudged from class to class. I purposefully ignored Ty every time we passed in the halls, which seemed like so many more time today then any other day.

I was finally able to relax once I was home at Heartland. I paid Sunny a quick visit before walking out of the barn to go up to the house to change into riding clothes. I thought I'd take a trail ride to calm down.

But then I saw the trailer pulling into the driveway. It was hunter green with a white stripe. It was sleek and shinny, new and obviously thee best money could buy. On the side it said "Baldwin Ways" in sharp, dominant lettering on both sides. The rear of the trailer displayed a huge Baldwin Ways emblem.

But, to my surprise getting out of the cab was not Ty. It was one of the Baldwin's stable hands. I watched as he looked around and then catching sight of the office headed in that direction. I quickly, against my better judgment, slipped into the barn Chief was in. I went into the tack room and put all the carrying cases back over the equipment. Then I grabbed Chief's traveling blankets.

I walked to his stall and Chief's big, bay head appeared over the half door at the sound of my approach. Out of habit, I rubbed the star between his eyes. I let myself into the stall quietly and took my time fastening up his leg wraps. All too soon I was done. I buckled on his blanket. The hunter green and fancy letters mocked me the whole time. Chief started getting excited. He must think he was going to a show.

Just as I finished I heard Lou and the Baldwin Ways hand coming down the aisle.

I peered over the door. "I got him ready," I said as they came to stand in front of the door.

"Great," Lou said with a bright smile.

"His things are all ready in the tack room," I told her.

Lou and the stable hand headed off to the tack room to get the rest of Chief's things.

Once they were out of the barn and loaded the trailer I turned back to Chief.

"I'll miss you, buddy," I whispered and rubbed his star again. Chief bobbed his head up and down and butted me in the side. I laughed softly and hugged him around the neck. I quickly brushed the tears that fell from my eyes away. I shouldn't be crying. I'd done this countless times before. Horses came to Heartland to be healed and then they left. Chief was no different.

At least that's what I tried to convince myself of.

After buckling on his leather halter and clipping on the leather lead rope, I led Chief out of the stall. I led him down the barn aisle slowly. Once we were outside his head lifted higher and his ears pricked. I led him towards the trailer where Lou and the man were waiting.

"Hey! There's my boy!" the man exclaimed once he caught sight of Chief. Chief whinnied eagerly. He clearly recognized the man. He knew he was going home now.

"Here," I said as I handed the man Chief's lead line. He accepted it and led Chief towards the trailer.

I gave Chief a quick pat on the neck before he disappeared into the dark confines of the expensive trailer.

Then after the man had thanked Lou and I for all our work and help he got into the cab or the truck.

The trailer and truck disappeared down the road. The Baldwin's emblem taunting me the whole way. Lou headed back to the office to do some more work but I stayed until the trailer had disappeared out of sight.

Chief was gone. I had no real connection with Ty anymore. I was just some person who had helped his horse.

a/n: it's short, too short. Oh well. I don't know what else to put in this chapter! And I can't really concentrate on this story, my mind is on other thing. :D Sadly, this story is almost over. A few more chapters, maybe around five or so. I'll update soon. Hope you liked it! Review! -Steph