Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except for Lea.
Chapter Two- Holding My Tongue
"Thanks for the ice cream, Lea."
"Yeah, thanks!"
"Thanks, Lea!"
Mouth grunted. He was back to being in a bad mood, after he heard about Mr. Perkins being in the election.
"Thank you, Mouth." I said, not unkindly.
He grunted again, to signify that he had heard. Under normal circumstances, I would have laughed, but I had other things on my mind.
"What do you think we can do about Troy's dad?" I asked. We had to do something about it.
"I don't know."
"The only thing I know is that my dad stands little chance against him." Mikey said, depressed.
Mikey's dad was also running for mayor. I didn't agree with Mikey; his Dad's name was very well known around the Goon Docks, after what happened a year ago. The Goon Docks would definitely support him. But the upper-class Astorians would be all the way with Perkins. And people not from around the Goon Docks would probably vote for him, too. Mikey's dad DID chance a chance, and with some effort, I was almost sure he could win the election.
Mikey sighed, and I followed his gaze.
I saw a lightweight sign that said, "Vote for Perkins!" and had a picture of Troy's dad on the front. I kicked the sign, and pushed it down with my foot.
"Uh oh, you're going to get in trouble for that, Lea."
I scoffed. "Give me a break! It isn't staked on private property! It isn't vandalism!"
"And in case you're wondering, I don't give a DAMN about him!" I said, my voice rising with my anger.
I stopped for a second, and exhaled. "But we have to stop him."
Everyone nodded in agreement. "But how?" was the question on all of our minds.
Persuasion. That was the only way. We had to persuade the majority of Astoria that Mr. Walsh was better for the job.
That thought ran through my mind all the way back to Mikey's house.
"Lea."
"Lea!"
"LEA!!!"
I was pushed roughly on the shoulder. I turned around, my arm ready to teach Mouth who could and couldn't push me. Instead, I found a very scared Chunk.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH! Mouth, your sister's a murderer!!!"
"Lea, what did you do to Chunk?" Mikey asked irritably.
"I thought he was Mouth." I said simply.
"I'm outta here!" Mouth piped up, feigning fear and retreating to the kitchen.
"GET BACK HERE MOUTH I HAVE NO ONE TO PLAY CARDS WITH!" I screamed, pretending to be angry.
"AHHHHHHHH Goodbye, cruel world!" Mouth shouted. I went into the kitchen to tackle him.
"You're gonna meet your maker!" I threatened, shaking my fist menacingly.
"SHUT UP you guys!" Someone shouted from the other room.
"Awww," I said, walking out of the kitchen. "I can see I'm not wanted here. I'm going for a walk." I made my way toward the door.
"Yeah, go. Far away!" Mouth added in a whisper. I just waved my fist at him and shut the door.
I shoved my hands in my pockets. It was a cold night. I decided to go somewhere I hadn't been in over a year- the Lighthouse Lounge. I smirked as I walked. A trip down memory lane. I thought sarcastically.
No sooner than a few paces and I was thrown against a wall. "I saw what you did earlier. When you and your friends were walking home."
I didn't need to look up to see who it was. I smirked sarcastically.
"Troy." I said. "Troy, Troy, Troy. It's been awhile, hasn't it. Last time I remember seeing you was when we kicked your ASS!" Great. My temper was getting the better of me already. Oh well. The game has started.
"Hah. Would you like to rephrase that?" He said menacingly.
"No, don't think I would." What could he possibly do to me that would last for more than 10 seconds?
"I can't WAIT until my dad wins the election! That's when all you white trash will be banished from here!"
I laughed, though it was a false laugh. "You know, Troy, you sound just like a 2 year old. Being spoiled rotten by your father. Your father gives you everything you want. When has there ever been a time that you didn't have your way, because it was GIVEN to you? Or if you didn't have your way, go cry about it. 'Andy! You GOONIE!'" I shrieked, imitating him, not really caring about the consequences.
That had gotten him pissed. He pulled me away from the wall, only to slam me into it again. Once, twice, three times.
It hurt every time. But nothing would injure my spirit- or mouth. "I'll say Troy, you're pretty strong for someone who sits on their ass all day."
I was not speaking literally. There's no way he would be this strong if I was speaking literally. But metaphorically speaking, I was correct. He sat on his ass all day while his dad gave him what he wanted on a silver platter.
He rammed me into the wall again, this time, face first. I slowly fell, but to my surprise, was caught. Then hurled. Hard.
I opened my eyes when I was on the ground. Troy looked terrified at what he'd done.
"Listen, bitch," I glared at him. "You tell anyone about this, you're going to regret it!"
I was all about to make a sarcastic remark, but then I truly realized what he was saying. Troy and his dad could do harm. Not just to me, but to my family. They could get us kicked out of Astoria. I had to keep my mouth shut.
"Fine. I will not tell."
He ran off, and I remembered being alone- and nothing else.
I opened my eyes, remembering Troy's threat instantly. I was aching all over, and chilled to the bone. Autumn got cold in Astoria. I stood up and almost instinctively started walking to my house. Then I remembered that Mouth and the others were at Mikey's, and set off to his house, checking my appearance in a few shop windows on the way to make sure I didn't look too beaten up.
After a few minutes, I arrived at the house. Everyone was there, as I had hoped.
"Where were you?" Mikey asked.
"Out walking." I tried to look as normal as possible.
"Are you okay? You look really shaken."
"Yeah, I'm all right. I just came back because the cold was starting to get to me."
"Oh."
Mikey and Mouth bought my excuse. Chunk was eating and Data was trying out his new invention.
Mouth and I played a few games of cards, then went back to our house. As soon as I was in my room, I fell into my bed, asleep before my head hit the pillow.
This is my first fan fic, and I hope I'm doing okay with it. So is it bad? Good? Please review.
