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MIKEY
"Hey!" Frank said, sitting himself beside me. I looked up from my comic book. He had a cigarette in between his lips. I stuffed my comic in my bag.
"Hi. You seen Blake?" I asked, pulling the cigarette from his mouth and taking a deep breath of it.
"Nope, not since Saturday morning, you?"
"Me neither..." I shook my head, handing him the cigarette back.
"So how's Alicia?" he asked. I felt myself smile as he said her name. He just rolled her eyes.
"Good and don't roll your eyes like that at me, you're constantly texting Jamia." I laughed.
"Speaking of which..." He pulled out his phone and started typing something in. I just laughed.
"Have you heard, Rays putting on a massive part for his Birthday? It's going to be trippin."
"Trust Ray to pull out the big guns for his 22nd." Frank said, pushing his phone back into his pocket. I squinted my eyes...I was sure that was Gees car parked right outside the school only a couple of yards from us. It was. Gerard got out followed by Blake, they seemed to be talking to each other as she pulled her bag out of the back. I nudged Frank and pointed to them.
"What the hell?" He said, his eyes now glued on them.
"I have...no idea..." I said, as I watched Blake and Gee hug.
"They didn't just hug...did they?"
"Ahuh..." I said as Blake blew him a kiss and ran over to us, surprisingly fast for the tightness of her jeans. She plonked herself down next to us.
"What you up to?" She asked.
"I think the question is more 'what are YOU up to?" I said watching Gee drive away.
"What?" She asked confused.
"As in why are you coming out of Gees cars and blowing him kisses and how the hell did you get him to give you a hug?" Frank asked. She just shrugged.
"I ended up moving in on Saturday, I was sick of the crapville I was living in."
"Wait. You're living with my brother? Have you been in his room yet?"
"Yeah...Why?" How the hell did she get into my brothers room? I'd known him for almost 18 years and I've only been in once or twice.
"No reason... C'mon. We better show up to class and pretend we care what the assholes say..." Frank said pulling himself up. I got up to.
"You think the chemistry teacher has given up on the come over yet?" I asked.
"I god hope so." Frank laughed as we walked into school. My eyes stuck onto where Gees car had been.
----Lunch-----
I took a bite of my burger; Frankie looked up from his fries with a grimace.
"You're eating a defenceless animal."
"Frankie, stop preaching. I like dead animals." I laughed cruelly. Mikey stuffed a hand full of crisps into his mouth. Next thing I know Aaron stood next to me.
"Perusing your interest in Frank I see?" I laughed.
"Well, I wouldn't be interested in you would I?" He laughed. I picked up the bowl of custard and dumped it on his head.
"Suck it Aaron." I said getting up.
"You bitch!" He screamed. Mikey and Frank jumped up before any of them could do anything and threw their cups of juice at him.
"RUN!" I screamed as everyone in the hall stared at us. We dashed through the hall it the side entrance and ran out.
"I can't believe you did that!" Mikey laughed grabbing his side.
"I know, but I think he suits his new style!" I giggled as we sat down on the seats outside the school.
"He's going to kill us you know..."
"It was worth it though." Frankie laughed.
"You want to skip and go back to me new place?" I squealed.
"As long as Gerard doesn't kill me, I'm good."
"Don't worry, he won't."
Give me attention
I need it now
Too much distance
To measure it out, out loud
Chasing patterns
Across a personal map
An' making pictures
Where the lines overlap
Where the lines overlap
No one is as lucky as us
We're not at the end but
But we already won
No no, no one
Is as lucky as us
Is as lucky as us
Call me over
And tell me how
You got so far
Never making a single sound
I'm not used to it
But I can learn
There's nothing to it
I've never been happier
I've never been happier
No one is as lucky as us
We're not at the end but
But we already won
Oh no, no one
Is as lucky as us
Is as lucky as us
Now I've got a feeling if I sang this loud enough, you
Would sing it back to me
I've got a feeling if I sang this loud enough, you
Would sing it back to me
I've got a feeling
(I've got a feeling)
That you, will sing it back to me
You, will sing it back to me
No one is as lucky as us
We're not at the end but
But we already won
Oh no, no one
Is as lucky as us
Is as lucky as us
Is as lucky as us
I was finishing my shift at Gerrys. I turned off all the lights and locked the doors. Gerry was waiting outside.
"You want me to give you a ride back to your place?" He asked.
"No thanks, I like the walk." I smiled before jogging of to the bus stop. It was night now and the dwindling light from cars streaking by burned my eyes. I got onto the next bus. It was empty. II sat at the back and looked at the MSG on my phone. The bus slowly crept along the road. I looked out of the window at the pointless yards of houses. My head leaned against the ice cold window. My eyes flicked around as it followed the people on the streets. A saw a hooker standing on a street corner, leaning into a car. I saw a man being pushed against a wall being mugged. I saw some students run out of a shop carrying bags of Chinese food. I sighed. Everything about where I lived depressed me yet elated me. I loved it, but I hated it. The bus stopped; letting someone on. I didn't look up, I just stared out into the streets.
"Is this seat taken?" I heard a familiar voice say. My head whipped around to see Aaron.
"Yeah..."I gulped. He sat down next to me regardless. He was carrying a canvas bag.
"What a coincidence seeing you here, huh?" He smiled venomously. I looked away from him. What the hell was I going to do. There was no one else on the bus, except for the driving whole was behind a screen and couldn't hear us.
"What's wrong? Not so big and clever when you don't have an audience...huh?" He barked as the bus fumbled along the road.
"Don't worry our stop is close."
"Wh-aa.." I was silence by a jab in the leg. This was insane. What did he want? I knew Aaron well enough that he talked the talk, but he couldn't walk the walk.
"Here we are." He pulled me up and pushed me of the bus.
"C'mon honey. We're going down here..." He said pointing to the woods, his hands was firmly on my arm. As he pushed me down the grimy path I started to worry.
"Let go of me you creep." I snapped.
"But they'll be so disappointed." He smirked. He pulled be so far into the looming woods that I could barely see anything, night had smothered my eyes in its fury.
"Did you bring her?" I heard some shout, before a flash light came on. It was one of his friends, actually it was his whole groupd of friends. He pushed me into the middle of them.
"What the fuck do you want?" I asked. Some one behind pushed me, I tripped over. Blood dripped from my leg that had been bust against a rock. I pulled myself up. The guy behind me pushed me again, so I was being pushed between them, back and forth.
"Get the hell of me!" I screamed trying to push them away.
"A! Leave her alone for Christ sakes, you've got your revenge!" One of the girls in his gang said sternly. He sighed and pulled something out from his bag. Ketchup. He squirted it all over me.
"I remember the words were...Suck it?" He laughed. I thrashed out, punching his nose. Blood spilled out violently. Crap. I had jsut hit him. I looked around and the others, who are were startled. I ran. I ran as fast as I could between the trees, I thrashed at the branches, tripping over stones and gravel until I made it back to the clearing. I ran through the streets as fast as my legs could carry me. Ketchup and blood flying of me when I got back to the house I fumbled with the keys in my hands before pushing them into the door and opening it. I ran into the living room to find Frank, gee and Mikey playing video games, perched on the ground. They all looked up at me. I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath.
"Oh my god! Blake, what the hell happened?"
"I think I need to get washed..." I shuddered. Ketchup clumping up my hair.