Hey guys! They chappy kind of makes up for last time when I didn't update that one week. So this is 3,309 words without any authors notes or anything. Lets get down to business now.
Thanks to Musical Skater, , grojband00, Jeanette Violet, and fanficlover2266 for reviewing.
Musical Skater: Yep, you're welcome. And thanks.
: I like the name. It's fine. I don't even know where I came up with that. Yep, when in doubt fall on the fall, act like it's normal, and impersonate Nick Mallory.
grojband00: Thanks and I still watch that show sometimes. Not a lot, but sometimes.
Jeanette Violet: Yeps. I implied it earlier. The kitty was my mom's bf's mother's cat. She was 17 years old. When she would walk, her back legs would give out sometimes. So yeah, it does suck.
fanficlover2266: Yep and like I said with the review before this, I implied it in chapter 19, near the end. Sort of.
So WARNING: THERE IS CUSSING AND THEY MAY OR MAY NOT BE TEARS SHED. I AM SINCERELY SORRY IF I MAKE YOU CRY OR ANYTHING IN ANY WAY. THERE IS ALSO SUPPORTING CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!
Take a seat and enjoy the latest installment of The Newmans. Which happens to be the longest so far.
Last time:
"No time for questions Mina Beff." I said like Nick Mallory. I started talking normal. "Help me, please."
With her help I got unraveled and headed downstairs and got the possibly best news ever.
I was going home.
I sighed. I would be finally going home. It's been way to long.
It's been two weeks since then. I haven't told Lens that I'll be going home.
I'm excited. Tomorrow is my last school day in Nebraska. And I wanted to go out with a bang.
I sit excited, jumping almost, on my bed. I have to go to sleep but I can't. I can't even sit still let alone sleep.
I try to lay down and all I can think about is tomorrow. I had a plan of course.
A crazy plan that just might work.
I don't know why there's a transition when there shouldn't be one. Let's get back to what we were doing!
I stood up and paced my room. Didn't help.
Played with my nails. Didn't help.
Picked out my clothes with my so-called 'fashion expertise'. All I can say is tomorrow will be fun.
I pace once more when the clock struck 11:00.
I just spent two hours of my life trying to prepare for what might be (A/N: Notice the word might) be the most important day in my teenage life.
I lied down, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I eventually fall into a nice, deep sleep.
Next thing I know is that I'm having one of those weird dreams again.
Everything after this transition is a dream until I say so!
I sat on my bed. Looking around, I realize the building I am in, is my old house.
This is like the dream I had before I left Peaceville. I once again have the urge to go see B.
I get up. I touch my head. I have my orange beanie on. I haven't had that on in over a year. It usually just sits on my dresser staring at me.
I don't hear anything when I weave my way through the boxes that reach about my waist.
I look down. I'm not wearing shoes. Just plain white leggings. Walking up to the mirror I turn and look at my reflection. My hair isn't short, but its actual length almost to my waist.
It is curled at the ends. I was wearing a white dress with sown in lace near the neck, a white bow on my left, and black strips leading down to a black flowery pattern near the bottom.
Slowly I open Mina's door, the events that occur after this tumble through my head.
There her glasses sit. And sure enough there's the note that says ' Miss me?"
Miss who? I turn, waiting for the guy to come around the corner and knock me out, but he doesn't come.
Checking my surroundings as I walked out of B's room and opened my door. For some reason I had to get downstairs. I had to do it now.
"You know we are going to have to tell Carrie the truth someday, right?"
"Yeah. She's gonna have to know sooner or later. Y'know she looks just like her mother?" a mystery voice talked.
"She does. But how are we going to tell her that her mother was..." my father trailed off as I squeaked on the stairs.
I leaned forward, still blocked by the shadows. Trying to see who it was, I almost fell down the stairs.
The mystery voice was a female with platinum blonde hair.
Who was this mystery woman?
Okay now I'm done with the inception!
I awoke to my alarm.
Half awake, I hit my alarm eventually shutting it off. Getting off my bed was a joke.
Once again I was tangled in my blankets. Let's just say, trying to untangle your self half awake at 6:30 am is not the best thing to start your day off.
Finally, getting my butt out of bed, I grab my clothes and go into my walk in closet to change.
I walk out in plaid blue shirt and a star patterned skirt. Just trying to convince myself not to wear leggings took about 5 minutes. (A/N: I don't care how mis-matched her outfit is.)
I put on my blue Converse. I needed something else. I looked at my mirror. Make-up was needed. I put on mascara and light green eye shadow.
I took a picture of myself. I want to remember this day.
Something else was missing. What, what is it?
Glancing at my dresser, I grab my beanie. It was already 7:30 when I ran out the door with a piece of toast.
Mina offered me a ride but I declined. Maybe it wasn't my best idea.
I ate as I ran. Hey, at least it was nice out so I didn't mind very much.
Getting to the school door right before the bell rang was a great accomplishment already.
Opening it would be another. Walking into the hall I got a few glances from guys. I guess I didn't realize how tight this shirt was. I t doesn't feel that tight but they're teenage boys. What do you expect?
Reaching my locker I unlock it quickly, put away my stuff, grab my 1st period materials and fast walk there.
Realizing none of them are in my first two classes, I set my plan into action. Today I would set aside my shy side and go out with a bang.
I sat in the back in first period. Every person who walked into the room gave me a second (or even a third) glance. Even the teacher didn't recognize me at first.
1st period Social Studies ended fast. I was the talk of the hallways already. Good, my plan was already in motion.
Unlocking my locker with the simple combination of 5-42-25. Sliding my binder in, I grab my binder for Health and fast walk to a classroom in between the middle school and the high school.
Sliding into the room right before the bell rang, I sat at my seat quietly.
Just waiting for my plan to work.
What is her plan transition.
Health came and went quickly. I was stared at once again as I made my way through my labyrinth of a high school, back to my locker to grab my stuff, and into Science.
The bell rang before I walked into the door. I attempted to open the door quietly. It made possibly the loudest sound in the weirdly silent room.
Everyone looked at me. 'Great. Just awesome Carrie.' I thought sarcastically to myself.
'Wait. Isn't this exactly what I wanted to happen?'
I stopped tried to stop thinking about my plan when I walked across the front of the room.
Whispers erupted from every mouth in the room except for Lilly's and Lizzie's.
"Who is this girl?"
"She's so pretty?"
"Is this the girl everyone was talking about today?"
A smirk graced my lips as I sat behind my two rivals. Sorry I mean hate buddies.
"Hey new girl." Lilly said, talking to me. "That's that stupid girl's seat."
I shot her a dirty glare as I got my stuff adjusted since no one sits next to me.
"So." I say, wanting to see how far I could go with this.
"It doesn't look like she's coming."
"Okay then. You can sit there." Lizzie said exasperated. She mumbled as she turned. "Weirdo."
I just had the urge to come up there and slap the living hey-hey out of her and say 'I heard that', but that wouldn't end well. So I sat there being the good student I was, waiting for roll call to start.
The teacher had started the said thing I was waiting for.
"Carrie Adorno?"
They girl with the same name as me said "Here."
"Lilly Arbor?"
"Here." responded the girl in front of me.
"Macki Avilli?"
A girl with long dirty blonde locks glanced at the teacher nervously. "Here," she said meekly.
That's right. Macki was always shy as long as I've known her.
"Carrie Beff?"
I waited a second, the grin showing back up on my lips.
"Here."
Everyone turned to me.
"What?" I asked innocently. "Didn't recognize me?" I said coldly.
I swear Lizzie and Lilly lost their shat when I said 'here.'
"Hey girls." I said as they turned around.
"Thought I wasn't here?"
The teacher continued to call names.
"Lizzie Timmons."
"Here."
The rest of the day slowly came to an end as teacher wished me goodbye. Of course they knew. The students didn't.
My last class of the day came. Gym.
I unlocked my locker at the very top. The corner was a very comforting place for someone like me.
Changing my clothes I noticed a small girl staring at me in the opposite corner.
That's right, Macki was in this gym class.
I glanced at her and she made a small squeaking noise and looked away.
I finished changing and Macki was standing there in the same spot she was before, staring at me.
We were playing basketball.
I made my own group since there was only 15 people in my gym.
Mostly everyone stayed away from me. Throwing the basket ball, I got it in and moved to the next spot to try to score again.
Out of nowhere, a ball flew over and slammed into my head.
I squatted holding my head in my hands. A small voice asked. "Hey, are you okay?"
Looking up, I then thought through who the voice could be.
Macki stood there holding her hand for me to grab.
I grabbed her hand slowly and she pulled me up. For being so small, the girl has some strength.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks, Macki."
She blushed slightly and said "You're welcome."
"Do you wanna play?" I offered her, motioning to the net.
"Sure." she said sheepishly, smiling up to me.
As we played, everyone stood there, staring at the scene that had just played out before them.
By the end of the gym class, Macki had become my friend. She asked me how I had gotten out of my shell.
I explained that today was my last day. She looked sad. Almost sadder when I found out I had to leave Peaceville.
She asked," What was your life like before you moved here?"
"Easier."
"I would have guessed." Macki nervously turned to the 'popular girls'. "These girls probably ruined your life."
"Yea I guess. How do you know?" I asked as I tossed the ball towards the net.
"Well I was once like you too. I moved here about a month or two before you did. I was always naturally shy. So I fell in love easy. There is this guy, he doesn't go here anymore, he was cute and smart. Had a good sense of humor too.
I had friends. Sure, a whole bunch of them. I knew one of the girls I was friends with liked him too. So I sat like the good little doormat I am now and watched. And waited. Until one day when my friends where telling each other who we liked.
I told them and somehow it got out. It got out and people started rumors. People starting rumors made me lose my friends to false pretenses. So there I was, all alone sitting in the middle of a web of lies not knowing what to do.
That's when it happened. They started to go after me like a lion goes after it's hurt and limping prey. Ya woulda thought that they would've gone after me earlier.
And that's how I ended up being so quiet. I can't have any friends after what they did to me." Macki explained as she aimed the ball and tossed it with ease into the basket.
I seriously wondered how this girl went through all of this. She was so small, probably about 5' 1" or 2", and she could throw a basketball straight into the net and pull me up.
"Hey, Care?" she broke my train of thought with a nickname I haven't heard face-to-face in years.
I never knew how much I missed it. It almost brought tears to my eyes when I realized that I would be home by tomorrow night.
"Y-yeah?" I said, somewhat startled that this girl knew exactly what to say to me.
"Are you from that band in Illinois? The Newmans was it?"
"W-what? How did you know that?"
"Well I've heard of them before."
"Oh, really? Where did you live before here?"
"I lived in the very, very, very outskirts of Peaceville. That's how I heard of you guys." she explained for me.
The rest of gym finished quickly and we went in the separate locker rooms to change our clothes.
It seemed like I would change back into my normal clothes faster than I would get into my gym clothes.
Finishing quickly, I waited for Macki to complete dressing. I never realized that the short dirty blonde was my next-door neighbor. So we would be walking home together.
Macki locked her small locker and grabbed her stuff. We still have to wait for the bell to ring. I started to walk over to where I usually don't have to deal with the populars.
I stopped, realizing that Macki wouldn't know where I was going. I turned, she looked slightly frightened, I might have left her all alone again.
I showed a grin and said," C'mon. You don't want to stay in here do you?"
She vigorously shook her head no. Stepping closer to me, I walked, almost protectively, in front of her.
We stood in a small spot in between tow doors. There was a room in between the locker room and the door inside of the locker room to leave the locker room.
After walking home with my new-found friend, I went upstairs. Just a few boxes where left in here. I stared at the black caddy in the corner of my room.
Staring at it for a long hard while, I decided that I would go up to it.
Slowly reaching my hand out to touch it, the doorbell rang and it mad me almost jump onto my guitar case.
Realizing no one else was home, I walked downstairs and to the door. Not checking who it was before opening it, I freed the door and seen two girls who I would never ever, ever, ever, ever want to see again.
"Hey, stupid." said Lizzie.
Quickly I thought of this nice sarcastic remark. "Oh, I didn't know that they let whores out this late."
I went to shut the door and a foot stopped me.
"Wait." said Lilly, glaring at Lizzie.
"What? Are you gonna sell me something?" I reply snarkily.
"We heard that you're going to be leaving." Lilly said.
"And...?" I asked.
"Well I don't know..."
"I have an idea. You guys have to stop bullying Macki while I'm gone." I negotiated.
"Fine. I don't really care." said Lilly, blowing hair out of her face, crossing her arms.
Lizzie gave her accomplice a look of 'are-you-serious?'
"Lilly!"
"What?"
"How could you say that? I need something to do when this," motioning to me. "Is gone. What am I going to do now?"
"I don't know. How about you shut the hell up. I'm getting really sick of your shit. I never wanted to this, but you dragged me into this." exclaimed Lilly.
Looking at the cat fight intensifying on my front porch, I say, "Guys... Sorry, girls. Knock it off! I don't need to hear this. Just stay to my promise and I won't come back. And Lizzie," I glared daggers at her. If looks could kill, she would have already died many times today.
"I don't ever want to hear of you and your annoying-ness ever again. Got it?"
She nodded. Apparently, being taller and talking loudly really helps a girl out.
They left right after that.
Right after they left, Mina came home with a van. It was grandma's.
Stuffing boxes in there, we packed everything up. I was given an hour of time that I could do whatever I wanted to.
Texting Macki, I told her to meet me my the little lake by the pier.
She met me there and we sat and talked. The breeze made a cooler gust of air lick at out faces. The gust knocked out one of my bobby pins, taking one strand of hair and making it longer than the rest.
"Care, your hair is falling out of its style." she said, not even looking at me.
My eyes widened. "Eh, oh well. It's my last day. Why not take it down?"
With a little help from Mack, I got all the bobby pins out.
"So pretty." She said mesmerized by the lock in her hand.
"Can I play with it?"
"Sure. Go ahead Mack."
She froze for a moment.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to call you that."
"Oh, don't worry, it's fine. Just that 'Mack' is what my old friends used to call me."
"Oh. Would you still like to play with my hair? You can braid it if you want to."
"Really?" Mack asked incredulously.
"Yes, really." I giggled.
A few minutes later, she had finished doing a normal braid.
"All done. Hope you like." she said, awaiting praise.
"I love it. Thanks, Mack." I shot her a friendly smile.
A car horn beeped and we both turned to see my sister sitting in the van. (A/N: It's a normal van.)
"Well I guess this is goodbye." I said as I stood up. She followed in suit by standing.
Mack didn't say a thing.
She mumbled something.
"What?" I asked.
"I said,' I don't like saying goodbye.' It makes me feel like I'm never going to see you again. And I don't want that."
I hugged her and she started to cry.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go. I promise to come and visit if you come to one of my concerts."
"Okay. I'll go to all of them to get you back. You are way nicer than my old friends. They didn't treat me like this. I actually feel wanted." she choked between sobs.
Trying to calm her, I stroked her long hair. "It's okay. I've only known you for a day, but I feel like I've known you for years. I always can call or text. I do have your number."
"Y-yeah. That'd be good." she mumbled into her sleeve as she wiped her tears.
Slowly letting her go was possibly one of the hardest things I've ever done. Except of course, leaving Peaceville.
But she seemed so alone, so helpless, and I could help. She was just like me.
Letting her go finally, I walked over to my sister in the van.
"So who is that?" asked B.
"Her? That's Macki. Mack is my friend. She's just like me." I answered. And with that we started on our trip back to Illinois.
Like I said earlier, I am sorry if you cried.
So thank Musical Skater for the roll call thing. I wouldn't be able to do this chapter without her.
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