Yes. I'm a bit lazy. But I wrote this story when I was on a trip to Europe and I've got it on email I'm just too lazy to put it up regularly. I will be updating MUCH more often. Soooo, HERE IT GOES! Hope you like this short chapter!

Chapter 6: A Really Good Time

At first, we all just stood there, knowing that Teddy would eventually jump off the tracks soon. But a few moments went by… and Teddy didn't move. "Teddy, come on, quit messing around," I scolded him.

Teddy shook his head. "No." He threw his sleeping bag over to us. "I'm gonna dodge it."

Chris said sternly, "Teddy, come on, man. Get off the tracks, man, you're crazy!"

Teddy, however, just ignored us. He seemed to be off in his own world. He kept on murmuring, "Train dodge. Dig it."

Gordie, Vern, and I were just looking back and forth at each other not knowing what to do, but Chris was the only one ready to spring into action. "Get the hell off the tracks, Teddy! Do you want to get yourself killed?"

Teddy just kept on ignoring us. "Just like the beach at Normandy," he whispered, and started firing an imaginary machine gun.

Oh, God, not the Normandy thing again. You see, before Teddy's father went crazy, he was a soldier in the Army and had stormed the beach at Normandy, defeating all evil in Teddy's eyes. It was the only thing that showed Teddy's Dad was once sane and he had stayed loyal to the fact ever since the ear-incident.

Finally, Chris leapt into action. He dashed onto the tracks and wrestled Teddy away from the vehicle just as the train passed by. My heart leapt into my throat as I watched the train run behind the heads of Chris and Teddy as they fist fought before Gordie and Vern broke it up. I ran in and stepped between the both of them. "STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU!" I screamed as the train rumbled past.

Teddy screamed angrily, "I COULD'VE DODGED IT!"

Chris screamed back, "I WAS JUST TRYING TO SAVE YOUR ASS, MAN! DO YOU WANNA KILL YOURSELF? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT, GODDAMNIT? YOU TRIED TO KILL YOURSELF!"

We all sobered up after Chris said that. It was true that Teddy really could have been killed if Chris hadn't saved him.

"Teddy, we couldn't live if we had lost you forever," I gently reminded him.

Teddy glared at me. "Stop being such a girl, Daylife." With that, he turned to Chris and snarled, "I don't need no babysitter. I could've dodged it," he murmured as he started to stalk off.

Chris ran up and grabbed Teddy's shoulder. "Listen, Teddy, you can dodge it on the way back, man." He then held out his hand. "Peace. Skin it."

Teddy paused for a while, and then skinned Chris's hand. We all picked up our bags and started to set off once more. As we walked, Gordie stood near me. "I'm sorry about what Teddy said."

I shrugged. "Hey, I can't help my gender."

Gordie laughed and put his arm around me in a kind of half hug. "You're so cute, Sam," he said before sprinting off to Chris.

Did I just die and went to heaven? Teddy and Vern ran up to me and noticed how happy I was. "Someone's hitting their climax, aren't they now?" he asked.

I said, "Shut up, Duchamp," and punched him in the elbow.

Vern turned to Teddy, angered. "How come she gets to punch you?"

Teddy just shrugged. "She's a girl-not that you aren't, Vern. Didn't your mother ever teach you that it's not polite to hurt women?"

I laughed. "Theodora DuChamp, you are crazy."

Again, we just kept on walking, until we finally reached the junkyard owned by Milo Pressman. No kid in Castle Rock went near that place because, not only did Milo live there, but so did his dog, Chopper. Milo had not only taught Chopper to sic, but specific parts of the male anatomy, so any guy who was trying to escape the junkyard would hear the cry, "CHOPPER, SIC BALLS."

When we finally arrived at the junkyard, neither Milo nor Chopper were anywhere in sight; there were just tons and tons of broken down and rusty cars. "Well, Vern, looks like your mom's been out driving again," Teddie dryly commented.

Vern scoffed, "Oh, very funny."

"STAND BACK, MEN!" Teddy yelled as he tossed his sleeping bag over the fence like a bomb. He made an explosion sound, and then yelled, "TAKE NO PRISONERS!" He and Vern leapt over the fence, but Chris, Gordie and I stayed back, watching Teddy and Vern run off. Finally, we climbed the fence. When we landed, Gordie spoke our thoughts: "Teddy's crazy."

I laughed and sarcastically said, "HA! Really?" Chris laughed. "He probably won't even live to be 20, I bet."

"Remember that time you saved him when he almost fell out of the tree house?" Gordie asked as we continued walking.

Chris grew a bit reflectional for a minute. "Yeah. You know, I dream about that sometimes. Except in the dream, I always miss him; I just get a couple of his hairs and down he goes."

Chris then turned to Gordie. "Wanna race, man?"

"Nah, I don't wanna," Gordie said.

"Oh, come on, man, right to the pump!" Chris pleaded.

"No, I don't think so- GO!" Gordie yelled as he and Chris broke into a run. I rolled my eyes and just watched them.

"YOU ARE A DEAD MAN, LACHANCE!" Chris yelled as he tried to catch up to Gordie. "IT LOOKS LIKE LACHANCE HAS HIM THIS TIME!"

I finally jogged a bit and heard Chris yell "BUT WHAT'S THIS?" He passed Gordie as he yelled, "CHAMBERS IS MAKING HIS MOVE! HE COULD GO ALL THE WAY!"

Then, Chris finally beat Gordie by a few seconds. "CHAMBERS AT THE TAPE! THE CROWD GOES WILD!

Vern and Teddy, who were filling their canteens with water from the pump, gave an unenthusiastic, "Yay." Gordie and Chris leant down for air as I joined them. I laughed. Gordie smiled (that beautiful smile…) and skinned my hand. He then wrapped his arms around my shoulders and walked with me.

As I did, I saw Chris behind me. He looked at Gordie's affections and looked uncomfortable, sad…jealous.

We then walked over to sit with Teddy and Vern and talked.

"So, you guys been watching "The Mickey Mouse Club" lately?" Teddy asked.

We all nodded, and then Teddy said, "I think Annette's tits are getting bigger."

Vern looked surprised. "You think so?"

Gordie said, "Yeah, I think so. I've been noticing lately that the "A" and the "E" are starting to bend around the sides," and he lifted his hands up to estimate of just how big Annette Funicello's tits were. This made all of the boys laugh like hell, but I just groaned.

"Oh calm down," I heard Gordie yell, "You look better." Teddy and Vern burst out laughing. I smiled and Gordie returned it. We got locked in a loving gaze until I saw Chris. He wasn't laughing or smiling…he had the same looks on his face as he did after we had raced. After giving an envious glance at Gordie, he looked down. Why was he acting so strange?

I was awakened from my thoughts once I heard Vern remark "This is really a great time."

"The most," Chris agreed.

"A blast," Teddy laughed.

It didn't mean much at first…but we all knew deep down for some unknown reason Vern was right.

I then spoke up. "Hey Gordie, you got the time?"

Gordie checked his watch. "Um, about 1:30."

Vern said, "We better hurry up and get the food. Junkyard opens at 3:00. Chopper will be here."

Chris laughed, "Oooh, sic balls!"

I looked around at all of them. Of course none of them would risk being caught by Chopper. I sighed, "Fine, I'll do it."