I'M SO SORRY; I'M TERRIBLY LATE. School has been really stressful with drama and assignments!My social worker banned all contact with my mom. So I have had a very difficult time coping and been VERY depressed. I'm in a mood (been in this mood alot lately -_-) that I really don't give a shit if anyone gets pissed at me for thanking them. SO, *sigh* I would like to thank Cutie Kyuubi for reviewing and following my story. Seriously, thank you *gives a virtual cookie*, enjoy! So on with the story?

PLACE: Inside the Park

Time: Twelve-thirtyish

"Raking leaves is SO HARD!" Rigby Complained for the seemingly millionth time.

"Short stuff, mabye if you'd actually do something more often you'd be used to a little manual labor." I grumble, wiping at the light layer of sweat on my brow.

"But you're sweaty too! And it's SO HOT!"

"GOSH, CAN YOU BE ANYMORE OF A DRAMA QUEEN?" I hollered at the small raccoon.

"STOP TALKING!" He screeched, throwing the rake down onto the ground. "Come on Mordecai, we don't need her to get on with our lives."

Mordecai stopped raking and glanced between Rigby and I with a conflicted look plastered onto his face. "Umm, I'm not sure Dude... Benson might actually fire us this time if we slack off."

"But you'd stay with this annoying Raven instead of hanging with your best friend? I mean look at her, she isn't anywhere near healthy like us we could contract a disease. And I'm sure she is use to people ignoring and ditching her." Rigby attempted to persaude Mordecai.

"What the 'H', dude? There ain't no way you could be that mean to Hope like that. She seems chill and maybe-" Mordecai was cut off by me.

"He is right. Don't defend me! I'm not 'chill', I'm annoying! I'm not healthy or pretty! I don't have any friends, nobody liked me except Paige and Ray. And now I'll never see them again." I couldn't hold myself back, I fell to my knees and started to sob.

Everybody I'd every met told me how worthless I was. It didn't matter if I did something as simple as coloring outside of the lines, I was a failure. When my father would beat me thats all I ever heard, how I fucked up. That or how my mom should had of aborted me when I was still in the womb. Ray and Paige where so far away, probably dimensions away. And I'd pissed them both off before Yang or Fate (*cough*CRAZY BITCHES*cough*) or whomever took me from my world.

"Whao... Akward." Rigby says taking a few steps from my unstable, weeping form.

"Dude, you broke her!" Mordecai screamed at Rigby, he turned his attention to me and put his left hand on my left shoulder. "Hey, umm, do you want icecream? That helps me out when I'm sad."

"Come on, leave her. Lets go see Margaret. If you bring her she'll probably start thinking you two are dating, which will take your chances of having her!" Rigby tried once again to have Mordecai ditch me. And once again it was all in vain.

Mordecai picked my shaking slender frame up bridal style and started to walk pass Rigby. "Coffee shop now!" He hollered back to our tiny, asshole companion.

Looking back over Mordecai's shoulder, I notice Rigby tridging with his head down at a slow pace behind us. And even though I felt like shit and was still crying, I couldn't help but let a happy smile erupt on my face. Even though in this place-where I'm currently trapped in- I recieved an enemy immediatly, I had also gained a friend... Or atleast I hoped so!

Mordecai had carried me to a cozy little Coffee Shop, where it was really quiet and, how do I put this, dull? Yes, dull sounds about right. It had yellow everything. Walls, floor, table, you name it and guess what it is. You guessed right, yellow! It's name was ironically, 'Coffee Shop'. Creative right? But after Mordecai and I explained why my whole face was tear-stained, and Rigby denying all of it, Eileen and I where in a battle of our thoughts on the seemingly touchy subject to the mole.

"Rigby would never do that!" A furious mole, named Eileen, declared in Rigby's defense. "He is too kind a person!"

"Eileen, he did, I promise I'm not lying. He has been dick since I got here." I tried to get the angered mole on my side. The only one who seemed to believe me was Margaret and Mordecai. And thats only because he told her it was true.

"And then I, 'blah blah bullshited' all this shit too!" Rigby lied to the gullible mole.

"See he didn't do it, she has you tricked Mordecai!" The mole became more enraged. Maybe she likes him? "I mean, look at her, she might be really good at lying."

"Whatever!" I snap, holding up my right hand to show it has the end conversation. "Margaret and Mordecai believe me, you and...him don't. Woopidy-fucking-doo. I'd like to place an order. And I'm sorry I caused disloyalty and problems between friends. Redo?" I ask, putting out my left hand as an offer of a restart.

"Sure!" Eileen cheerfully chipped, shaking my hand immediatly. "What would everyone like?" (A/N BTW I never pay attention to what they order so it's whatever comes to mind, OKAY? Okay.)

"I'll take a Double-Expresso Shot." Mordecai ordered.

"I'll just take a Eggnog Latte." Rigby called.

"One Pumpkin Spice Latte for me." Eileen said to herself.

"Just coffee with milk and sugar." Margaret said.

"This is going to sound so wierd but I'll just a cup of water," I pause," with ice."

"Hold up, we got a badass up in here!" Mordecai joked, causing us all to laugh, earning strange looks from the other patrons in the Coffee Shop.

So after a little kidding around and everyone having a good time, Rigby asked me why I broke down. I tried to dodge the question by saying,'I must go powder my nose', and trying to climb out the restroom window. I failed, I failed quite horribly. The window was to small, so I was forced to go and face the music.

Everyone greeted me except Rigby who pointed out that my sweater had got a dirt smudge on it and asked how I had gotten the smudge.

"Well I'd love to explain why I'm dirty and why I had a break down but, my brother-in-law's friend's father's grandmother's sister's aunt's turtle died, and yes, it was a tragic death. I simply can not go into the details!" I insisted.

They looked at me like I was crazy. Mordecai smirked.

"So are you going to the funeral, we'll come with you." He said innocently.

"Unfortunately there is a disturbance in the force, and it is not with me right now. I never go anywhere without the force, Skywalker strongly advises against it. So no, no funeral." I smile and shake my head, causing everyone to go into a fit of laughter.

"You're not that bad, you now that right?" Rigby asked.

"Nope."

And the rest of the evening went smoothly. Except when Mordecai and Rigby played Punchies over the last cup of coffee. But it was still was great!

And TA-DA! Another great (slighty longer) chapter :). Hope ya'll liked it. If ya'll want to know I'm basing Hope's past on my own, but I'm changing it a bit. Like who did what to whom. But please R/R. Later, guys!