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Another Tasha time! You guys know you love her!
BTW I may start an actual multi-chapter story for this show. This will not follow the show. Lux and Tasha will be in it and be the main characters but Bug will come in towards the middle. Don't push me I have school! And Swimming! Send me suggestions!
Tasha leaned out the window smelling the pine, earthy smells. It was Spring Break and she had called Lux to see if she was up for a camping trip to a relatively small campsite up by the Hood River. Lux had agreed. Tasha was ecstatic, for the first time in 16 years she was going camping for real!
Now her foster parents Lilia and Paul were driving down to Portland to pick up Lux. Ryan and Cate had decided to go to Seattle for some 'adult time', which was just a way to say that all they were going to was drink, eat and have sex. Not that Tasha cared too much, as long as she got to see her sister. The last time she saw her it was a few weeks ago for a three day weekend.
This was going to be great! Just her, her sister, her parents and a few horses, there were bike trails and horse trails. A river was nearby and they can swim and go fishing and raft. She always wanted to go canoeing…or kayaking. The best part was it was for one whole week, seven days!
Finally they drove up to Lux's house, Lux sat on the porch reading a paperback novel, Tasha could just make out the authors name and book title…Tamora Peirce's 'Bloodhound' . She grinned it was the book Tasha had lent Lux to read as the author Peirce was quickly becoming her favorite.
"Luxie! Ready yet?" yelled Tasha from the car, Lux looked up startled at first then her face broke into a grin.
"I'm comin' Tash!" she hauled up her bag and walked over to the car; Paul got out and help her hoist the bag into the trunk of the vehicle.
"Thanks Mr. Wynn." She clambered into the car and gave Tasha a huge hug.
"Hey Kid. What's goin' on?"
"I need to tell you something!"Whispered Lux.
"What?"
"Bug called me yesterday…" she murmured, eyes wide.
"He did? You haven't talked to him since he left three months ago…"
"He said that he went to visit his father in jail…He also said that he was sorry for being a jerk to me…"
"Luxie…you still love him…don't you."
"Yea…"
"What are you going to do about it?"
"I'm not sure…he really hurt me Tasha…" tears formed in her icy blue eyes, they overfilled and spilled down her pink cheeks.
"It's ok love…I've got you…Tasha's got you…" she let Lux drop her head onto her shoulder; they stayed in the position for a few minutes. They both knew this position to well by now. Over the years they had switched this position between the two of them.
"I'm good…I'm fine…but it really quiet…"
"I have an idea!" Tasha grabbed her bag that was covered in Pokémon, power puff girl and digimon stickers. Lux had to snicker at it. Tasha has had that old backpack since her 8th birthday. Since it has seen plenty of wear and tear, she was surprised that it was still alive. Finally much rummaging and a few curses, Tasha pulled out a CD case, she flipped through until she found a purple CD that said, 'PARAMORE, EVANECENSE, FLYLEAF, LINKIN PARK, BREAKING BENJAMIN, THREE DAYS GRACE MUSIC'.
"Hey Pauli pop this CD in!" she handed her adopted father the CD. Soon she could hear 'Going Under' blasting over the speakers. They looked at each other then started singing right along with the singer Amy Lee. No matter how off-key they were.
This continued until the CD ended in which they begged Lilia to play it again. She put her foot down saying if they had to put in a CD it had to NOT be any rock music. Grinning Tasha pulled out a CD that that written in sharpie, 'RENT, AVENUE Q, WICKED, GUYS AND DOLLS, GLEE MUSIC'.
Pauli popped it in and they heard the unreal high notes that Elphaba was hitting and tried…yet failed to hit then causing a massive head ache for all in the area.
It was going to be a long car ride to the camp site…
"SHUT UP! DAMN IT!" screeched Lilia as Natasha failed…yet again…to hit the F note.
The two girls fell into giggles at the older woman's crimson face.
