St Elmo's Fire: Well mate, I do know that, no need to tell me what I already know, but as I said, summaries are not my strong point, so sue me, I know those who are worse at it, so yes, I am not ashamed of that. Also, it's my first story, so give me break, would you? I understand that I asked for your input and all, but I was hoping you'd have some common decency to know it is my first story. So yes, while I do appreciate your input, I'd like to remind everyone that this is my first story. Also, while describing appearances can break a story, it can also make a story, especially if it is an AU.

Hmm, that was not your usual shout out, but it's fine and I'd like everyone to enjoy the second chapter.

Dusk stood on the steps in front of the school as other students walked out of the school and walked in separate directions. He sighed, crossed his arms and shook his head, "Waiting for someone?" he looked back and saw Dawn walking out of the school, holding his hoodie, "I thought you forgot about me,"

"I just need my hoodie, girly," Dawn handed him his hoodie and Dusk arched a brow as he eyed Dawn, "Hey girly, you said your jacket is in your locker, right? You might want go get it before the doors start to lock,"

"I…I don't have my jacket," Dusk looked at Dawn and Dawn sighed, "I only said that so you wouldn't give me your hoodie, you dork,"

"Uh huh, alright," Dusk sighed and began walk down the steps, "And since it's supposed to rain again, you can hold on to it until tomorrow," Dawn looked confused as she watched Dusk walk away before walking down the steps and began following him down the street.

Stopping at the corner, Dusk sighed and looked back as Dawn caught up with him and panted, "If you're still expecting an apology then you're wasting your time. I've told you twice already that I have nothing to be sorry for,"

"Did it ever occur to you that I live this way too?" Dusk sighed and shrugged his shoulders, "So…are you going to explain the scars or-"

"Nope," Dawn frowned and Dusk turned back around and narrowed his eyes as they waited for the light to change, "Don't bring my scars up and I'll let you keep the hoodie…I've got four others at my house anyways," Dawn looked down as the two of them waited in silence.

The two walked down the street when Dawn stopped, turned and walked up a set of concrete steps, "This your house?" she looked back and saw Dusk stopped walking, "Is this your house or what, girly?"

"Yeah," she took the hoodie off and got ready to hand it back to Dusk, "Thanks for letting me borrow your-"

"I told you if you don't ask about my scars then you can keep it…besides I have four others at home," Dawn frowned as Dusk began walking down the street again and he waved back, "I'll see you in school tomorrow, girly," Dawn slowly nodded as she turned continued walking up the stone steps.

Dusk walked up to a darkened house and sighed as he reached for the knob. Opening the door, he stepped inside and turned a light on. Looking around, he spotted a note on the table and he groaned as he picked it up and read it, "Gone out for our anniversary, don't burn the house down," he flipped the note over and sighed, "And there's nothing about money for pizza, or dinner or…whatever," he crumbled the note up and walked into the kitchen.

Dawn sat at her desk and looked up out the window as rain began to fall from the sky. Hearing a knock at the door, she looked back as the door opened and her mother stepped into the room, "Hello mama,"

"Dinner time," Dawn nodded and her mother sighed and frowned, "What's wrong sweetie? You've been quiet since you got home, you look lost and you came in wearing a hoodie that doesn't belong to you and when your father and I asked you about it, you looked away."

"It…it's nothing, mama,"

"Oh? And I'm guessing the call from school today never happened?" Dawn frowned and her mother arched a brow, "Dawn, what happened today? Was someone picking on you?"

"No…nothing like that," her mother looked at her in confusion and Dawn sighed, "There's this boy in school…I think he's being physically abused,"

"And why do you think that?"

"He has scars covering his arms, mama, and when I asked him what happened, he lied and said that he cut himself in metal shop."

"Maybe he did,"

"He was wandering around the courtyard all morning, mama." Her mother looked confused and Dawn sighed and her shoulders slumped over, "He walked around the courtyard all morning, when I tried to tell him that we have to get to class, he'd tell me to go and tell the teacher that he's been harassing me, which he didn't, so I wouldn't get in trouble,"

"But you did get in trouble. Your father and I got a call from the school and-"

"That's not the point!" Dawn panted and frowned, "I'm sorry mama, but…when I asked him about the scars, he ignored me, he looked like I killed a puppy in front of him, he…he looked like-"

"Dawn, don't forget to breathe," her mother said and sat down on the bed as Dawn took a deep breath, "Why don't you invite your friend over tomorrow and your father can talk to him." Dawn frowned and her mother sighed, "You know he's a trained psychologist and he'll be able to get him to talk,"

"But…but mama, if I invite him over, he's going to think I like him, and we barely know each other so he's going to think I'm weird if I just walk up to him tomorrow and invite him over just to talk to dad. He'll run out of school and avoid me fore the rest of the year,"

"Dawn, if you're worried about him and he's not talking to you it might be easier if you invite him over. He may think you're weird, he may not come over, but you'll never know if you don't at the very least try."

"But mama-"

"If you're worried about him, invite him over," her mother repeated herself before standing up, "The worse he can do is say no and-"

"The worse he can do is think I'm weird,"

"And at best he'll come over, your father will talk to him and maybe you'll find out what's wrong with your friend," Dawn frowned and her mother slightly smiled, "Now why don't you stop worrying and come down and eat," Dawn nodded before she stood up and they walked out of the room.

Dusk laid on the couch in the living room, watching TV with a bored expression crossing his face. He looked down at his arms and groaned, "I can't believe I forgot these damned things, but I wasn't going to sit there while Dawn got wet and possibly sick," he sighed and shook his head as he continued to watch TV, "Whatever. As long as she doesn't question them, there won't be any problem," he took a deep breath as he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Well mates, here's the second chapter.