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Kori

I felt bad for hanging up on Rachel but, I felt even worst for watching Ryan suffer while he didn't know the truth. He was wearing the change of clothes Galfore brought for him. He was wearing some kacki shorts and an Eagles jersey. Galfore signed out and Ryan hugged me and Komi.

"Hey, Koma-" Ryan asked as we walked outside into the parking lot.

"What?" Komi answered annoyed.

"Hehe, um, is, ya'know, mom and dad waiting at the house?"

Galfore spoke in Tamaranean so that Ryan wouldn't be able to understand,em"Koma and Korina, tell your brother what happened at once."

"Is that not the elder sister's responsibility?" I asked Galfore, not wanting to have to tell Ryan.

"Hey!," Ryan whined,"You knew I couldn't understand and I know you guys are talking about me!" We walked towards our vehicle and I saw Komi's black Lexis parked beside our ride.

"Shut up, Kori. Just tell him already since your going to be the one living with him," Komi said not bothering to follow the rest of us and talk in a different language.

"Wait, what? Tell me what?" Ryan asked eagerly.

"Look what you did, Komi!" I shouted at her. Ryan was suspicious and she was going to leave me to do the hardest part like she always does. Galfore got into

"Is it a present?"

"Shut the fuck up already. This is why I left because I can't do what I want to do and it's not like I have parents holding me down," /emKomi said./p

"Language!" Galfore yelled at her.

"Cussing in Tamaranean? Cool!" Ryan exclaimed, leaning against the vehicle.

"Whatever, it's not like I care."

"What an interesting tattoo,"/ I said examining it,em"A plane and fire. Hm, is this our parents plane. Do you all of a sudden care?" My tone was full of sarcasm. I got angry quickly and as soon as the words left my mouth I regretted it. Still, she didn't have to lie.

"Fuck you," Koma said with no hint of emotion.

"Koma, if I have to tell you to stop using that foul language again-" Galfore threatened.

"You know what? I'm fucking nineteen. Besides, you're not my father-"

"Where is dad? And mom?" Ryan asked tiredly.

"Aw, don't worry Ryan, Kori will tell you. Ain't that right, Kor?" Komi asked smirking.

"Did she not know when enough was enough? This was not a joke. Ryan stood there, looking at me waiting for me to spill the so called beans. Komi unlocked her car doors and sat down in the driver's seat and rolled down the window. The smirk that was once on her face disappeared and she became serious and looked over at Ryan.

"Look, on that plane crash that you barely escaped from, our parents died," Komi told him,"Now, get in the car and be a good boy, kay?"

Without another word, Ryan opened the door to our ride and Galfore grunted from the passenger side. I shook my head and ran over to the other side and opened the driver's door. I sat down and looked into the review mirror and saw Ryan's hands covering his face. I took off for home and saw Komi following us. My phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Kor, what was up with Dick and the-"

"Sorry for hanging up on you, Rachel. There was just a lot going on," I told her through the other end of the phone, ignoring what she was saying./p

"Don't worry about it. I know it's none of my business but, what happened with Dick?"

I sighed,"We were getting some coffee from Starbucks and we saw Barbra there and-"

"Oh, I get it. You don't have to jealous he loves-"

"I'm not jealous!" I shout which makes Galfore stare at me weirdly.

"Yeah, whatever," Rachel said in her monotone voice.

"Anyways, there was this girl who worked there and she slept with him."

Glafore looked at me again, interested. I pulled up in our driveway and looked to see Komi parking on the curb.

"Wow, small world."

"Yep," I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned off the car,"Next thing you know, paparazzi shows up."

"What type of story is this, bumgorf?" Galfore asked getting into my business.

"I'll text you all of the details later," I promised her.

"Okay, see you at school tomorrow."

I got out and Ryan did too and he ran up to the front door. I hear two other doors closing and I opened the door./p

I inhaled and exhaled, "Home sweet, home."

"It doesn't smell that sweet," Ryan said, running up the stairs in his cast and neck brace. I could hear him starting to sob.

"Yeah, sorry, I left some Lucky Charms on the counter. It probably went rotten," Komi said flipping through the channels. She laughed, "Just like our life. Welcome back, Ry!"

Rachel

I drove "home" feeling slightly guilty. I got to the small house and saw the T.V. on through the blinds. I opened the door slowly and awaited for his usual drunken self. Fortunately, he was asleep. I saw glass all over the place and the orange juice spilling over the counter.

I played grownup and grabbed a hand full of paper towels. The sticky juice got all over the floor and was going to have to be mopped before ants would start raiding the place. Lazily, I just stepped over the puddle.

I crept down the halls and into my room and locked the door. I was now somewhat safe. I turned to my alarm clock to see that it was past 12. I took my book bag off of my shoulders and got started on my homework. Science. Um, "abstract" art. Bits of math that was probably wrong.. It was all going great until I got around to literature. That was when my head fell on the chipped desk.

"Screw it, I'll do it on the bus," I thought stupidly. I don't ride a bus. Normally, Vic and the rest of them pick me up. I threw my homework that Miss Anne gave me and the work from the rest of my teachers back in my bag. I focused my eyes back on the same alarm clock.

Exasperatedly, I climbed into the bed with my clothes on and closed my eyes. I pulled the gray covers up to my neck and kicked my socks off from where I laid. The last thoughts on my head was my mom, wherever she was, my father and as much as I hate to admit, Gar.

Garfield
My mom tucked me in, again and kissed me on the forehead. Like I was some baby. That's probably what Rae saw in me. Maybe that's why she dumped me. Wait, we weren't even dating, right? So, basically I broke up with her. No, wait, I can't break up with her if we weren't dating.

"Garfield?"

I groaned,"Can you please stop calling me that!"

"I can, but I won't. That's your name, sweetheart," My mother said ruffling my blonde hair.

"Yeah, well, I don't like my name," she looked heartbroken. I sighed,"Just, can you call me Gar as a nickname, at least?"

"Aw, darling what's the matter?"

"Nothing, I'm just really tired and-"

She sighed,"Is it her?"

I felt my cheeks heating up,"What?"

"Ah, honey! Could you come in here please?" My mom yelled for my dad.

"Mom, I'm fine!" I pleaded.

"Garfield, these are hormones. Just relax, every teenager goes through this," She remeasured me. If every teen goes through this why is she making it feel special?

I think my parents are so over protective because of what happened five years ago. See, I was supposed to have a baby sister. They were so excited and they threw a party and everything. They invited everyone and bought all of the supplies, only to find out it was a miscarriage.

They thought I didn't understand, even thought the time I was about ten years old. Ever since then, I've been the only child and I've been buttered up. So, sometimes, I cut them some slack.

"Dan!"

"I'll be there in a minute!" My father shouted back.

"Mom, why are you calling dad in here?"

"Hush, only he can explain this to you. Now, tell me, what is she like?"

"Who?" I asked.

"The young lady who dropped you off earlier,"she said casually.

"Rachel? Oh, no, you've got the wrong idea!"

"Aw, I saw that blush, Garfield, you like her."

"Yeah as a best friend," I attempted to persuade her.

Sure, I liked Rae. She helped me out when I needed it the most even though she just acted like she baby sat me today. I would always get bullied, heck, I still do. However, not as much. She always stood up for me. Sometimes, I try to repay her and try and get her to laugh. It doesn't work. Trust me I've tried but, that doesn't stop me from trying.

"No, like, like her like her!" She squealed.

"If you say like one more time, mom, I swear I'm gonna puke."

"What's the matter, dear?" MY father's voice boomed through the room.

"Oh, honey, it's Garfield. He likes a girl!"

"Mom," I sighed and covered my head under my green covers.

"Aw, son, this is normal. Now, you didn't do anything stupid, now, did you?"

I blushed for the umpteenth time,"No!"

"See, he's in denial! I think you ought to explain the, the puberty thing to him again," My mom offered.

"Mom, no! I understand!" I pleaded.

My dad put a hand on my knee,"Now, listen. There are these bees and then there are some birds-"

This was going to be a long night.

A/N: Poor Gar.