Teenagers

Kaleb:

"No, it's my turn to do something." He said standing up again. She pushed at his shoulders and he winced sitting back down.

"Stay."

"I'm not a dog." He laughed.

Sybyla

I grinned, "I know you're not." I patted his head and returned to the fridge to look for eggs.

"You don't know your way around the kitchen," he breathed in my ear.

I knew I wasn't going to win.

Kaleb:

Kaleb smiled when she sighed and plopped in a chair. "You have five minutes before you HAVE to sit down." She said sternly. He grinned and looked at her.

"I might be hurt, but you still can't make me do anything." He grinned pulling eggs from the fridge. "Hows breakfast burritos sound?"

Sybyla

"Sounds good. Won't take more than 5 minutes either would it?"

He grinned, "not how I make them."

"How do you make them then?"

"From the beginning."

"Oh joy," I said solemly but on a smile.

Name: rebecca burgess

Age: 16

Appearance: long wavy brown hair w/ dull blue eyes. tall and thin, but athetic body.

Personality: single minded to the point of recklessness. wants what she cant have. and does what she can to get it. wants life. wants to live it. wants to be free and see the world.

Background: never had sex, doesnt really see the point. see's guys she thinks are cute, but never felt the need to do anything about it.

other: plot hint: "single minded till the point of recklessness" meaning if she has never been interested in a guy... if she meets a guy she likes she could do anything to get him...


could that work?

***Hannahh, you are going to need to talk to the maker to see if you can jump in. It is page 22, and there really is only two people still doing anything***

Kaleb:

Kaleb got out the makings for the burritos and quickly whiped them together getting out the tortilla maker. He put the dough in it one at a time until he had enough tortillas. He put them on a plate then went to making the eggs and the rest of it. When he finished he put it on the table in front of Syb and sat down.

"Dig in." He smiled

*We gotta get more going on....Idea! Message me and ask then I'll tell then*

Sybyla

We spent the day the same as much as yesturday, sitting on the couch watching television, and me trying to make sure he wasn't in any pain.

"Why do you keep trying to slide away?" he asked.

"I don't want you to be in any pain."

"Its painful being away from you."

It was eleven when I finally obligated myself to go home before dad called the cops. I didn't want to. I knew what I was in for when I got there. I'd be sore for a couple days, but nothing would change really. Just so long as Kaleb didn't find out.

I didn't want him to know.

Kaleb:

Kaleb got to school a little later then he planned. When he saw Syb he gave her a hug noticing a small wince. He shook it off as nothing until she kept avoiding contact and hwen there was there would be an almost unknown wince. he frowne.d

"You ok, Love?" He asked softly looking down at her.

Sybyla

My pulse fluttered.

He called me love.

That didn't help my strange inability to lie to him.

"I'm fine," I said, "I just fell down the stairs yesturday no big deal." I gently grabbed his hand and held onto it as I ate my pizza. Dad was really mad at me for dissappearing for so long. He had to add on the casual punches that he'd give me within that time to his "you're late" punishment.

"You look like you're in pain, did you go to the hospital?"

"No."

Kaleb:

"Well if I had to go for somethign small you do too. Cause 'falling' down the stairs can be dangerous." He said looking at her. Why was that always what was used when soemoen was lying about a bruise or something.

*Tears*

Sybyla

I cringed, I should have thought of something less used than falling down the stairs. But it was always the simplest excuse. I knew he was gonna find out soon.

"They'd ask to talk to my parents, I'd rather my dad not know about my falling down the stairs."

I was sure I was just a little banged up, no big deals, my dad was practiced in not leaving marks. Pain yes, marks no.

We got up to throw our stuff away when I suddenly felt light headed and dizzy. Maybe dad messed up.

I couldn't remember any thought past that.

Kaleb:

Kaleb caught Syb as she passed out and ran to his truck. School nurses were pathetic. He rushed her to the hospital. He had to figure otu what was wrong with her and now. When he got there they took her back to exzamination and started loooking her over.

"Where are her parents?" The doctor aske.d

"I don't know, and I don't have a number for htem." He replied.

Sybyla

I woke up to bright lights, and instantly reconized it as a hospital.

Dangit Kaleb.

"What happened?"

"You fainted," he said and then his tone switched over to concerned anger, "some nasty fall down the stairs, I didn't think your railing was shapped like fists."

"It's not," I grunted.

"I figured. What happened?"

"Your brother was right about my family. We're scum. I may only be borderline but I'm bound to cross over into it...Does my dad know I'm here?"

"No."

"Thank god."

"Was it him?"

I nodded and looked over at him patheticly, "I don't want to go home," I whimpered, "And I don't want you getting in trouble with him for this, he's not afraid to shoot you. "

Kaleb:

"I won't get in trouble, and I'll kill your dad." Kaleb growled.

"Kaleb." Syb whispered.

"Fine, but your not going back." He growled.