AN: Here I am again! Hope you enjoy this chapter! Nothing to say here because I updated
faster then I normally do, so no need for horrible excuses
Chapter: 13 Fix it Blondie
December 21, 7:05 A.M
Ryan Daley woke up to a very heavy weight on top of him and a wet face. Phoenix, his dog was trying to get him up, probably because he wanted food Ryan thought. Ryan pushed his pet on the floor and slowly got out of his warm, comfy bed. He sat and the edge of his bed and ran his fingers through his hair. He was tired to say the least. He had been up late talking with Andy, Dylan and Darrion, well trying to. He really didn't want to talk with them or become friends like Darrion recommended.
Phoenix jumped up and put his paws in Ryan's lap with a begging look in his eyes. Ryan looked at his furry friend with annoyance; the dog just had no patience.
Ryan took a deep breath and sighed "Already boy, I need to get up anyway" He got up and walked to the kitchen and got Phoenix's breakfast.
"There ya go boy" Ryan said patted his dog on the head and walked in the living room. He jumped over the couch and landed right next to a very surprised Darrion.
Darrion let out a loud scream and looked at a grinning Ryan "What is wrong with you? You scared me have to death!" She said as she smacked him on the back of his head
"Ow! I said this before and I will say it again; what is with you and causing me pain!" Ryan exclaimed while rubbing the back of his head
"That's what you get for scaring" She scolded him and when back to her work
"Maybe you should get a backbone" Ryan muttered under his breath so she couldn't hear him.
"So" Ryan said dragging the 'o' "What are you working on?"
"Just reading some stuff the GC posted on this guy"
"Really? What guy? Is it one of our guys?" Ryan asked quickly
"Well, no and yes"
"Come again?" Ryan asked confused
"It's the guy Mark tried to get into contact with before he and the others left, but he never got in touch with. Chris Traickin, the former senator or something. Mark asked me to keep him updated and see if he called and if anything bad happen he gave me Carl's number. Well, a few weeks ago they captured him with a few other believers, but the thing is he escaped earlier this week. I tried calling Carl to see if he knew anything. But here's the part that's weird, he said that Traickin is a fake, or at least he said that they never had Traickin locked up and that it would be nearly impossible to escape from the place the GC 'said' they took him."
"But, we escaped GC jails before and they were 'impossible' to escaped" Ryan said
"True, but nothing like this place, and the GC isn't trying to find him, or it looks that way"
"So, what? Are you saying Chris Traicken isn't a believer?"
"I'm saying something isn't right with this guy, I don't know, but it sure sounds odd" Darrion said scrugging up her noise
"Have you told the others about this, or at least Mark?" Ryan wondered
Darrion shook her head "No, not yet I want to be sure before I start saying anything… what if I'm wrong? I don't want to get people worked up for nothing."
Ryan was about to say something when there was a knock at the door. Both of the young teens looked at the each other with confusion written all over their faces.
"Do you think it's the GC?" Ryan whispered
"The GC doesn't knock" Darrion joked
Ryan slowly got up and walked to the door, Darrion followed suit.
"Stay back" Ryan told Darrion
"I can take care of myself, just open the door"
"Fine" Ryan muttered
Ryan carefully opened the door, Darrion pecked her head out from the crack and took the door handle from Ryan and flew the door open
"Zeke!" Darrion exclaimed
"Hey there little lady!" Zeke joked "I thought you guys would never open up"
Darrion laughed "Blame Ryan over here"
"I was being carefully, excuses me for trying to keep us safe" Ryan said crossing his arms across his chest
"Being carefully is everything these days. So are you guys gonna let me in or I'm I going to freeze out here"
"Yeah, come on in" Darrion said stepping back letting Zeke walk in
"So Zeke, not to sound rude or anything, but why are ya hear?" Ryan asked as he closed the door
"Well, I thought you guys would need to stock back up on the supplies"
"Really? That's great, there's only so many days I can eat sandwitches from this one" Ryan joked as he pointed to Darrion
"Hey, it's not my fault, you're the one that broke our stove" Darrion said
"I thought you forgave me for that?" Ryan shot back
"Forgave maybe, but not forget" Darrion told him, before Ryan could come back with a witty remark Zeke bursted out in a jolly fit of laughter. The two young teens stopped and looked at Zeke
"Man, if I didn't know any better I would say you guys fight as much as Judd and Vicki" Zeke told them
"We do not!" The teens said at the same time.
They looked at each other both with annoyed looks on their faces. Darrion was the first to stepped back.
Darrion sighed "Sorry, it's just been a little tensed up here since Vicki and the others left, it's been one thing after another"
"Maybe I can help with that" Zeke exclaimed
Ryan gave him a puzzled looked "Really, how?"
"Well, this little lady called me up two months ago saying she needed some help fixing the kitchen, well I might not have a new stove for you guys, I can sure try and fix it up." Zeke explained to them
"Really? Oh that would be great" Darrion said
"Got my tool box right here" Zeke said while showing the box of tools to the kids "How about you guys take me to the kitchen and I can see what I can do."
"Sure thing Zeke, follow me" Ryan said as he lead the way to the scene of the crime
The kitchen on one side was perfectly normal a table a few cabinets, and a fridge. Then on the other it looked like there had been a forest fire in the schoolhouse. The stove was anything but normal, while the counter and cabinets where burned so severe it looks as if they were charcoal.
Zeke whistle loudly "Wow, you sure got yourself a problem, tell me again how this happened?"
Darrion gave Ryan a look as if she was saying 'You are the reason it's like this, you explain the reason'.
Ryan turned to Zeke and shifted from foot to foot "Well, let's just say I will not be making popcorn anytime soon"
Zeke turned back around to expect the stove "it looks like you have one working burner"
"Yeah, but it always takes forever to use. So we normally don't" Ryan explained to him.
" Zeke, we are really sorry about this, we know this is your place and we pretty much just vandalized it." Darrion apologized in a sheepish voice
"Nah, it's alright, I mean it's only one part in the kitchen, no harm done."
"See, he can forgive me" Ryan said to Darrion, throwing his arm in Zeke's direction
Darrion rolled her eyes and walked closer to Zeke "So, can it be fixed?"
"Well little lady, I think it can" Zeke told her as he pulled out his tool box and set in on the stove "Just gonna need a little time."
"Yeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhaaaaaaa" Ryan yelled jumping up and down
Darrion smiled and shook her head then she focused her attention back to Zeke "Do you need any help?"
"I sure would. You guys wouldn't mind would ya?" Zeke asked
"Nope" The two teens said in unison.
And so they did, the three of them worked all day from morning till nightfall, with a few breaks in between to eat and go give food to the people staying in the schoolhouse. By the time they were done they were all greasy and dusty from not only fixing the stove but sanding the cabins. All-in-all, they looked a mess. The boys sat at the table while Darrion fixed them some ice tea for all of their hard work.
"Well Zeke, I think we did a pretty good job" Ryan said leaning back in his chair
"I'm going to have to agree with you on that one Ryan" Zeke snickered
"Here you go guys" Darrion said as she set the glasses down on the table and took the set between them
"So, you sure it will work?" Ryan asked
"As sure as eggs are eggs" Zeke said
"Well that means no more sandwiches" Ryan said
"And was something wrong about those sandwiches Mr. Daley?" Darrion asked with a raised eyebrow
Ryan tried to answer but all came out was a pile was words. Zeke decided to help the poor kid out
"So, Darrion what happened to your hair?"
"What?" She said as she grabbed her hair and looked at it, then remembering what it was he was talking about " Oh, my hair color, I've been wearing a hat to hide it for so long I forgot. I guess I'm half blonde have brunette."
Which was true. During the course in time Darrion's hair had grown out. Leave her hair to her ears down blonde and anything above it her natural dark brown.
"Oh, it's not that bad! But I think I have some hair dye in the truck, want me to make you a total blonde all over again?" Zeke asked
Darrion hesitated to answer. Not that she wanted her hair to look like this, she just wasn't sure if she wanted to be totally blonde again. "Well, Rosemary is blonde. So I guess for my fake ID I have no other choose"
"I'll be right back, don't kill each other while I'm out." Zeke yelled as he walked out of the room
"It's bad isn't it?" Darrion asked Ryan as she played with her hair
"Um… it's not… bad per say" Ryan told her grinning a fake smile
"Yeah, you are a bad liar" Darrion said
Ryan put a hand on his chest and acted like he was having a heart attack "I am hurt, I can't believe that you thought I was lying"
"Well, are you?" She asked a little sheepishly
Ryan never got how hair was so important to girls. He never cared about his hair, normally all he would do with his has was run his fingers through it so it stick up then leave it. But hair for girls was a touchy subject saying something mean might get him thrown out of the house.
"Dar, it really isn't bad, and besides, you're getting it fixed"
Darrion let out a breath "I don't know why I care so much. I mean, that was one of the reasons I always kept it so short, because I never wanted to deal with it."
Ryan was surprised, most girls he knew- his age or any- cared a lot about their hair. He remembered his Mom always worrying if her hair was perfect, but with Darrion it was different, she didn't care, but now she did.
"So what changed your mind?" Ryan asked
"I, don't really know. Weird I know"
Ryan waved his hand as if he was shooing a bug away "Nah, not weird at all. Girls care about their hair. So you're now acting like one" Ryan said before he could stop himself
"And I wasn't acting like one before?" Darrion asked raising an eyebrow
Ryan began to stutter, but saw Zeke walking in "Oh Zeke let me help you" Ryan exclaim as he run up and helped Zeke shut the door.
They walked into the kitchen and Zeke set the box on the table in front of Darrion "Alright, let me see. You need blonde. I know it's in here somewhere… There" Zeke took out a small box of hair coloring and handed it to Darrion.
She smiled and stood up "Thanks I'll go do it now" She said and she walked to the girl's bathroom.
Zeke and Ryan sat back down at the table and started up small conversations. One lead after another and about twenty minutes had past.
"So, are you guys doing anything for Christmas?" Zeke asked
"Sort of, Darrion Charlie and I are doing this Santa gift thing"
"And you aren't going to do decorations. I know it's a little hard to celebrate holidays these days of age, but you do live in a forest full of pine trees." Zeke said gesturing to the window
"I don't know, we never thought of that I guess" Ryan shrugged
"Well, think about it… maybe it will get help you with Darrion" Zeke smirked
Ryan's mouth dropped open "W-what?... w-why would you say that?"
"Oh no reason" Zeke said "Look, I gotta get going. I have some other supplies I need to get to people."
"Alright Zeke, thanks for fixing everything, if Vicki ever found out she would have my head" Ryan said as he walked Zeke out.
"Ah, not problem, tell Darrion I said by, and that there's enough hair color in that book to last her a lifetime."
"Ok, bye Zeke" Ryan said and shut the door behind him.
"Hey, did Zeke leave?" Darrion asked behind Ryan
"Yeah, he just-" Ryan stopped when he turned around at Darrion. Her hair was as blonde as his, she also had it down for the first time in months. Ryan didn't realize how long it gotten, for having it cut as short at as his only eight months, itwas well past her shoulders. Ryan could say she was pretty like that.
'Where did that come from'Ryan thought
"Ryan? You okay?" Darrion asked hesitantly as walked up to him
"Um, yeah… yeah I'm fine. So you finished your hair." Ryan stuttered as his face turned pink
"Yes I did. I still don't like myself as a blonde, but it will do." Darrion shrugged going over to the stairs
Ryan rubbed the back of his neck and slowly followed Darrion
"It looks fine… I mean good, good. It's nice… on you" Ryan stuttered again
Darrion gave Ryan a skeptic look "Thanks Ryan… I think"
"You're welcome" Ryan said quietly
Darrion smiled softly "I'm going to go to bed now, ok Ryan"
"Alright goodnight" Ryan said
"Night" Darrion said and she walked up the stairs and out of Ryan's site.
Ryan went to his room and laid down on his bed. Throwing the tennis ball in the air all while having a giant smile on his face.
That was long! Oh my! Nine pages… but sadly this is a filler chapter has nothing to do with the plot but helps it along. Sorry and I really hope I got the Chris Traickin ordeal right. It has been awhile since I read the books so I did as best as I could. Ok, review! PPPLLLLLLLLLLEEEAASSEE