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I came through the front door ready to nearly pass out, I was headed for the marine corps with what I was doing, I suppose I'ma bit jaded to think that, but the military's always looking for people right? Loping through I calculated how many lunges it would take me to get to the top and to my room regarding that every other step was extremely squeaky on the main staircase. I was a bit behind schedule, but that came from laziness, and it was the fact it happened to be Saturday. . .
" SHUT IP, you were totally stalking REN!" My very deeply buried conscience screamed into my ear as I edged my way up. "He was coming out of the courtroom, thassexxxyyy."
"SHUT UP!" I growled through my teeth, as a familiar prescience came up behind me.
"Gabrielle, come down here for a moment," perfect, just when I'm battling my inner drunk chick.
I turned round and gave my father a huge smile, black hair sticky to my skin, it's weird, he looks kind of surprised. He knows I've been doing this right?
Right?
He is, isn't he.
That familiar knot in my stomach returned as my father looked at me, "What's up?" I put a higher pitched tone to my voice, and a sugary sweet smile, the one that disarmed him everytime. I know him better than I'd like, but as long as he's not asking questions I suppose it's okay.
"How are you this morning?" He coughed after he finished, collar slightly bent out of place.
"Really?"
"Really what?" he replied, eyes unreadable, and face a picture of complete parental ignorance, "Aren't you going to ground me?"
"Ground you for what dear?" my mother came out from the kitchen to see my father and eye on the stairs, she was smarter than him, and even she was playing dumb.
" Oh that whole thng last night, it's like the Philippians 3:14 says Gabrielle, 'I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.' " what does that even mean?
"It means we love you no matter what honey," my Mom is a Stepford wife, this can't be happening, a BRUNETTE stepford wife? My chest tightened as I felt an all-too-familiar sensation begin to happen, fucking panic attack.
Breathe in.
"I've actually been worried about you lately Gabrielle,"
Liar.
Breathe out.
"But I'm just happy that this dancing is a one-time thing,"
Like you'd know.
Breathe In.
"It's great to know your fine, Gabrielle."
I'm totally fine.
The tightness released as I grasped and stumbed up the steps quickly as my father turned and headed back for breakfast with my Mother.
"And Gabrielle?" We love you and are here for you with whatever you need to talk with us about with no judgment whatsoever. We don't wish it was you that died in the car crash and cand imagine our lives without out little angel.
"Yes Dad." Tears welled up, so I scooted farter away up the steps.
"Bring your sister down to breakfast when you change?"
"Yes Dad."
Breathe In.
I scrambled up the steps and into my room, heartbeat scrambled.
Breathe Out.
Flop down on bed and pretend I don't exist.
What's a girl gotta do to get grounded around here?
Oh that's right. Count as a person.
XX
I had since finished breakfast with flying colors, not showing at all that my I had left me heart and my head upstairs in my bedroom sleeping off all of the emotional trauma that would likely scar me for years to come.
Yeah, that's right.
"Hey Mom, Dad, I was wondering if Gabby and I might study at the library today, we might need to go all day tomorrow too." Do you even know where the library is, Ariel? I wanted to spit back, but I knew whwere this was heading.
I pasted on the fake smile as Ariel continued, "It's really very important."
"Well that sounds alright, what's this paper about?" asked Dad, as Ariel had the panicked eyes.
"The Narwhal and the effects that the majestic unicorn of the ocean had on Mideval Literature."
Crap. They're looking at me!
"Does that sound alright? It should be a fairly small project because we've got all of the brunt work done already." I smiled, more genuinely this time as my parents shared a look. "Th-That sounds perfect girls," I smiled, at my mother, rejoicing in a small success. " Just be home for dinner okay?"
My sister and I were out the door in seconds, "We're the hell did that come from?" She said, her voice sounded impressed, "How's it feel to be the favorite Gab?"
"Fan-fucking-tastic thanks," she let out a short staccato laugh as we rounded the corner of our block to freedom.
" So where were you last night?" I questioned, I'd been dying to know ever since I saw she was in her room before I even got home. Please say Dusty's.
"Oh-Um-Nowhere." The words were jumbled and spilled from her mouth in a very Un-Ariel manner.
I looked at her, and studied how she was holding herself. Different.
I'm not going to push this. "I'm actually a bit tired, but I am going to interrogate you later okay?"
"We're gonna have to write these papers you know." She shot back at me as she sat down on the bench of the pickup point.
"I'm doing your real homework, I'm not doing your fake homework." How am I so sassy today? "Fine, fine." She conceded. Just like that?
" If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were coming around to 'our way of life'" Yay smoking and drinking, living on the edge woo-hoo.
I'm so freaking thrilled about that. "With you around it's not like I have a choice." Another short little laugh.
Hey at least we weren't screaming at each other.
It wasn't long until Chuck and his crew drove up on the junkier side of town, he looked at , eyes hungry almost, giving that look he gave Ariel when he wanted to screw around.
"Fuck you chuck." I thought as Ariel hung off his arms like she usually did, like some kind of puppy.
"Hey not darlin'," he walked closer, as I edged further away, ready to run if I had to. How could Ariel like him? Out of everyone she picks the person who put her sister in the ER.
"I've got a job for ya."
XX
Ren was standing up on the cotton box thing as I walked over to him, one of the other guys pointed me out, He said visitor, instead of crazy stalker chick, so that's always nice right?
"Hey Ren." 'Play it cool. Play It cool. For the love of god play it cool.' I thought to myself as he looked down at me and smiled. I felt me heart speed up. How is he the only one who can do that? I blushed slightly.
"Hey, what's up Gabrielle?" said Ren as I gave my ordered speech,
"Chuck Cranston wants to see you at his daddy's racetrack tomorrow. At 2 O'Clock." I want to run Chuck over so very bad right now, making me say this crap to the guy I like.
The guy I like?
Crap.
"Okay, what happens at two o'clock?" It was a fair question, "Bus racing. Don't wear shoes with laces. Also act surprised. " Hey he was gonna risk his neck, he might as well know what he's getting himself into.
"It's more fun than it sounds." We're a very small town and need to blow off steam somehow. The only thing I'd like to know is where they got the buses. Did we take them? Are they on loan. I need to know about the buses.
Focus Gabby. Focus on the hot guy.
"How come he sent you to tell me?" My stomach sank a little bit, he problbably thinks Chuck's got a Moore-Girl Harrem thing.
"Figured I beat Ariel, she'd of gone all cryptic and stuff." He laughed slightly at the thought, knowing it's very true.
" Hey Gabrielle?" I turned back, as I'd walked away slightly, cowboy boots picking up all of the dusk it seemed like.
"Thanks for the Dance last night." I swear to got that my heart stopped as I smiled.
"Anytime. See ya tomorrow."
I tried to keep my stance even as a I damn near skipped away.
XX
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