Harmony High

Ello???

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Sorry everyone!

Lena

"I'm moving." he whispered and it just after a second, I knew it was a haunting whisper.

I stared at him in disbelief. Why was he moving? I don't want him to move. I want him close to me, hug me and I want to feel his warm kiss. Will looks down, not able to look me in the eyes anymore. Sarah standing right behind him. Feeling disgusted she leaves with Jane right behind her.

"Y-You're moving?" I say as my voice cracks a little. My throats all tight. "Why?"

Will can't seem to give me an answer. He seems a lot more disturbed now that he's said it. God, damn it! I just wish I could get a straight answer from him!

"Will... Why are you moving? Tell me."

"So you care." Will says, half-grinning. He's changing the subject again.

"Come on, Will. Stop avoiding it!" I say, giving him a little push.

"Stuff, okay?" he says with a lot of difficulty. "I can't bear to see Avery hurt. I want to apologize to her. This is the only way."

"Fine then. You can move without me." I say, straight. I don't give a damn. He's still doing stuff for Avery and still saying he loves me. He needs to choose.

"Lena, you're making this hard for me, please. Move with me." he spoke, stepping closer than before. He holds my hand and squeezes it.

"You think I can bear to see Chris hurt? He's my best friend. Well, I hope so." I face him. "Look, its better off we live in our own terms. You move along with Avery and I'll try to make it up-"

Just then, Will steps in and kisses me. It feels different. It was more electrical, there was so much tension but a lot of heartfelt love. I mean, a lot. I could feel it. He pulls me closer, his hands around my waist and continues kissing. I tear away.

"What're you doing? Weren't you even listening to me?" I ask, frowning. Why was he confusing me so much more?

Will smiles. "Nope. Not the last part because I predicted it. But the thing is, I can't see you with another man anymore. I just can't. You're mine."

He kisses my cheek and lets go off me. He gives me a small wave and I see him go off leaving me with those question marks.

Allen

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I'll get back to you on this post! Right now, I really have to go. Sorry

William Franco

I will tell you this much, I was the biggest idiot in this whole entire universe. There was no one who beat me to the top of that. All of everything, time and space, couldn't believe what I've become.

After this past month, a whole bunch had changed and most of it was caused by your's truly. Yay.

"I'm really happy you decided to," Avery smiled her smile that you knew was sincere.

"Yeah, so am I." I tried my best in 'happiness'.

As she zipped her luggage up, she put it on the floor from her bed. Every item she put in each bag just made my stomach burn even more with regret.

Regret Regret Regret

"It's only for a little while... I gotta get my career going." I scratched the back of my neck.

Avery looked up from where she was sitting on the floor and stood up, walking towards me. Once she reached me, she pulled me into a soft hug, that hug she always gives that makes me know how much I'm hurting her. But she doesn't even know it anymore.

"Right sweetie. It's the perfect start," she said into my chest.

I ran my hand down her back, rubbing little circles into it. She was warm against me, so comfortable I wanted to push her off. But I couldn't, I just couldn't. Something in me knew she was the one. So, I knew getting her away from me wasn't the case to make me happy.

Maybe a short break will make me realize she is the one? I mean, you get used to someone and then you want someone new. But then once you get it, you realize oh wow, she's the one. And you get her. Or you miss her.

I kept hugging her, putting my chin on top of her head.

"This is nice," She whispered.

"Yeah,"

Pulling back, I still held her hand as I walked toward the bed. She let go of me and let me be on my own. I needed to get out of here. Seriously.

"I'm hungry, wanna order something or get something from the fridge?" Ave asked.

Looking up at her, I smiled. "Whatever you like, my lady."

She blushed, walking up to me.

"I'll order some Chinese. Kung-Poa for you?"

"As always,"

"Right,"

She walked out of her room, waving before she left. I collapsed on her bed, feeling my body sink into the comforter. Shutting my eyes, I let all my thoughts drain out as I slowly fell into a sweet, deep sleep.


Jane Wills

"Wake up!" Someone yelled into my ear, I didn't even have to guess who.

"Sarah, calm your damn tits," I hissed.

"Sweetheart, please wake up..." I heard my mother say.

Opening my eyes, I saw both my mom and Sarah standing above me, soft smiles shaping their faces.

"What's going on? Do I have a dentist appointment or something?"

They both chuckled, looking at each other.

"No, I'm serious."

I sat up, a bit frightened by their expressions and actions. Watch me go get my wisdom teeth pulled out today. I probably forgot about it or something. Ew. Oh, how I can't wait for that.

"Baby, we just want you to get up, come on."

Smirking, I gave them a serious look.

"Get up!" Sarah yelled.

"Fine, fine," I jumped. "I'll get up. Give me ten."

Both of them smiled again with a look of success.


Once I finished getting ready, I met the both of them downstairs in the kitchen. They were both sipping some coffee as I sat down next to them, still freaked out about a dentist appointment.

"You know what really drives me crazy?" Sarah asked, looking intentionally at me.

I swallowed hard, re-thinking every bad moment that has ever happened to me.

"When people forget about their own birthday's..." my mom sighed, sipping the coffee in her mug.

"Huh?" I was surprised.

They gave me this look that said, oh come on you slow person. Work your brain! And then I realized it. Today was my birthday.

The twenty-eighth of October just happened to be today. I turned nineteen this morning.

"Happy Birthday you silly goose!" Sarah smiled, pulling me into an awkward side hug.

"Thanks," I said into her hair.

I pulled away, smiling at her than at my mother.

"Where's she?" the sound of his voice made me automatically sit more straighter and proper.

My father.

Yes, he terrified me. But he tends to be nice as well. It's just I can tick him off in taking a breath. So, I watch myself very closely.

"Ah, there she is! My Birthday girl!"

He wrapped his arms around me, from the back and kissed my cheek. It was nice. Pulling back, he walked next to my mom and took a sip of coffee from her mug. I slouched down a bit in my chair, just to get comfortable. But my father gave me this dense look so I sat back up. There was silence passing through us, no one sure of what to even say.

"Well, why don't I tell you about the surprise we have planned out for you today?" Of course my dad would want his 'little girl' to have the best birthday of her life by throwing her a party she would have never enjoyed.

I knew him oh too well.

"Family is coming over and Sarah called up a few of your friends. There's going to be one heck of a party!" my mother smiled.

"No alcohol." my dad hissed, looking directly at me.

"I don't drink dad," I lied, passing it as the truth.

"Right, just making sure..."

He has been a little loose on me lately, he probably noticed how responsible I was being for these past few months. Or he just started to not care anymore of what I did with my life. Oh well, we'll see.

"Let's get you ready..." Sarah started to say but then the home phone rang.

"I'll get that," I smiled, using any excuse possible to leave this conversation.

Before my parents could protest, I answered the phone in the living room.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey sweetheart! Happy birthday!" I was my grandma Lucile.

"Thanks grandma Lucy,"

"Oh honey, I'll be over today but I wanted to be the first one to say this to you..."

I smiled, sitting down on the cotton couch. "You were grandma."

"Oh how wonderful!" She sighed. "I'll see you later later then Jane. I love you,"

"I love you too. See you later, bye."

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I don't know what else to write... so Goodnight

Avery

"That was good class. Great even!" Mrs. Johan says, as a weird man pulls her into a corner for a second. The acting class has just finished and i'm tired mentally and physically. I pull my hair into a ponytail and pull up my longish gold off the shoulder. The instructions for this class are to dress comfortably but still feminine and nice. Which is the exact reason that i usually come to classes in long shirts or dresses with leggings or something. And oh yeah. Heels are a must. Like you're literally not allowed in the class unless you're wearing heels. I can feel sores growing on ever growing sores. I'm changing into my black and gold nikes when Mrs. Johan calls me.

"Now Avery as I tell you after every class you're my favorite. You listen, you take note, your gorgeous, and you excel at acting even though you've never even taken classes. Not to mention that you always show up in your heels. And in my most favorite brands,Louboutin and Jimmy Choos!" she says with a dreamy sigh. I blush at her compliments and wait for her to continue. "And I have a proposal for you, love!" She says, her voice growing more and more excited by the second.

"Well don't keep me in suspense, Mrs. Johan!" I say exasperatedly but still excited.

"That man you see sitting there" she says gesturing to the weird guy who had pulled her away earlier, now sitting in the front row, and watching us. "He's been pestering me for weeks upon weeks on finding a new girl to use for this horror mini series we'll be making on AMC. And...I think that you just may be the one." She says with a smile. I stare at her in shock and silence while she just continues to smile at me.

"But...Mrs. Johan I can't possibly be ready for something like that! I just started your classes two months ago!" I stutter out.

" Yes, but you've come in everyday and I can tell that you practice all the time. Not only that but you fit the heroine perfectly. She's delicate and sweet, but as fiery as a fire cracker. She's gorgeous, and sensual, and flirty but pure at the same time. And she's short. You'll be perfect hun." Mrs. Johan says with a motherly smile, that hardly fits her face since she looks like she's in her mid-twenties (even though she's somewhere in her early forties).

" So that guy is the casting director i guess?" I say gesturing to the weird guy.

" Cole, come here and introduce yourself." Mrs. Johan says with a smile. The guy rises quickly and climbs to the stage. He's pretty hot in that older guy type of way. He has long brownish-auburn hair thats tied into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, and these eyes so bright green, they're almost neon. He's dressed in an obviously expensive Armani suit that I can tell is expensive, and he has one of those cool yet cocky smiles on his full mouth. He looks exotic, almost like an actor. But i recognize him...I just don't know where from.

"Hello, Avery. It's very nice to meet you." Cole says with an almost flirty smile, offering his hand to me. " I'm Cole Baxter, CEO and founder of the S.S.S.A" He says with a proud smile. My shyness and surprise now totally out of the way i extend my hand and shake his large one firmly.

" Nice to meet you Mr. Baxter. I've heard so much about you on commercials and interviews. Actually my best friend, Linnie Jessings, is staying at the S.S.S.A. She demanded that she get to go the minute she turned 18. I've only heard good things about the place, and am so excited to be meeting the founder." I say smiling my soft coy smile.

" Ah, nice to meet a fan. But lets begin speaking about this opportunity will we." he says with another smile.

" Lets go into the meeting room, we can discuss it there." Mrs. Johan says, gesturing towards the stage exit.


A few hours later

" Baby! I'm home!" I call out after unlocking our townhouse door. Will comes out of the bathroom with a smile.

" How were your classes Ave?" He asks while hugging me.

"The best! I'm gonna be on T.V!" I jump up and down in excitement.

" Seriously? Oh Ave I always told you that you'd make it here one day. SO how's this gonna work? What do you need?" Will says holding my waist tightly.

" Well its gonna be like a mini series stemming off from the walking dead. We start shooting next week. I play as Violet Simmons, a celebrity caught in the zombie apocalypse with her husband, child and a few friends. And what i need...well...um I kind of need you. To kinda sorta be on the show with me." I say with a tiny smile.

Will Franco

I was really happy for Avery. She deserved this part. But I didn't need to be included into her 'acting life'. It was all her's and I didn't want to be in any part of it. Reasons why not? I cannot act.

Swallowing hard, I looked into her eyes. They were filled with plead which I knew I had to disappoint.

"Babe, you know acting is not my thing..."

"Will, come on. It's for a television show!" her smile was so wide, it was amazing how much this thing made her joyful.

"I know, I know..."

I pulled away from her, walking to the living room. It was right behind me, so I found myself on the couch, prepared for her argument. She followed in after me, sitting down next to me.

"You get to be the wonderful, brave, husband. You'll be the hero of this show! Have you even tried to act? I mean, maybe you are amazing and you don't even know it! That's why this show is here, to show us the opportunity!"

I felt like her happiness was over exaggeration, like a seller making you buy their stuff. Get one product, get two free! But wait, there's more!

"Ave," I sighed. "Acting? Really?"

That's what got her to shut up and sulk. My heart broke seeing her like that, so I pulled her into a soft hug and tried my best to take back what I had said. We've been through a lot, so maybe this will blow past too. Living together after these few months in a new state does make a relationship stronger.

"Sorry Avery, what I meant was that I don't know. I can try, but I'm telling you, I'll suck." she looked up, smiling at my response.

I softly kiss her, making sure this conversation was over.

"What do you wanna eat for dinner?" she asked, stroking my hair.

"I made some chicken, it's in the oven."

"Wonderful,"

We kissed again. It was great to be with her. We truly loved one another and living together has made it all the better. I've enrolled into a college, have a job as a secretary in a doctor's office, it all worked out. It's just that there was something that I felt was missing deep inside of me. Or maybe it's that I just I don't fully appreciate everything. I wouldn't know, but that feeling would fade.

"I'll go heat it up then," she smiled, getting off the couch. "Thanks Will,"

"Right," I nodded.

She walked off into the kitchen, leaving me alone. I pulled my cellphone out of my pocket and flicked it on, seeing what was missing from my life. A picture of Avery, Chris, Lena, and I was my home screen, the day before we flew out. The look on Lena's face was a smile, but such a smile that you knew wasn't real. It made me ache just seeing her face in this picture. I turned off my phone, leaning back into the couch.

Jesus Christ was I a mess.

Avery

"Mr.Baxter, what am I gonna do?" I ask desperately, running my hands nervously through my hair.

"Avery, as an actress you shouldn't need a babysitter on the set. I told you that your boyfriend probably wouldn't wanna do it, especially since he's already busy with UCLA, and has no acting experience whatsoever. We'll just have to go with plan B than, hun." Cole say's with a smile.

"I wasn't listening to your plan B yesterday, Cole. I was too busy being excited over my boyfriend and I being famous together." I say with a small sigh.

" Well my plan B is that we get my son. He'll be perfect, I can promise you that." Cole says with a proud grin.

" You're sure that he'd be able to play as a young dad trying to protect his wife, daughter, and friends?" Mrs. Johan asks after a second of hesitation from both of our ends.

"Well he's young, but wise and has a paternal feel to him. He's only twenty three but his whole demeanor...is well..that of an old soul." Cole says, apparently mystified at his own words.

"Well though he may be pretty damn awesome i'm still not sure if I'd wanna act with him. I wanted to do it with Will because...i know him ya know? We have a special type of connection that i've never felt before. Something that just screams to me "HE'S THE ONE" and i'm just not sure that i'd even be able to portray something like that with someone I i've never seen, let alone know..." I sigh dramatically, and put my head on the round meeting room table.

"Okay, well how about this. Why, don't you go ahead and meet him, build a friendship or something with him, and then get ready to shoot. I'll set up a lunch date for later this afternoon. Build this friendship soon, because we begin shooting soon." Cole says sternly before getting up, while dialing a number on his phone.

" But Mr. Baxter..." I call out but am then cut off by a swift " No buts!' from Cole. I get up slowly with yet another sigh and stalk towards the exit.

"Put on something nice Honey Buns." Mrs. Johan says with a wink. I roll my eyes but still smile at her.

Jane Wills

It was a month after that hectic party and yet, I was still drained from it. Every single atom in me did not want to move from all the drinking, dancing and running. I don't even remember what happened there, except for the whole Sarah and Will exchange.

"Jane Elizabeth Wills?" a woman said.

I looked up at her, noticing the crow's feet growing around her eyes. She must have been hitting her fifties by now. Standing up, I followed her into the office. It was a small room with windows on one side, showing the cityscape of Mystic, Connecticut. Her office represented minimalistic appeal.

"You may sit down," she pointed to the seat just in front of her glass desk as she shut the door.

I sat down, watching her sit down just in front of me. A soft smile played on her face as she folded her hands on her desk. There was a folder in front of her with my name written in a soft pink ink.

"Jane, tell me why would you want to join this magazine internship?"

"Well," I started off a bit nervous. "It's always been my dream to work for a magazine. I've wanted to show my pictures for so long and a magazine provides picture taking so... there's my opportunity."

She nodded, opening up that folder and jotting something down.

"Where did you hear about us?"

"My friend Sarah told me about this magazine looking for students who need internships."

"Aha, now Jane. I see you're a photographer and you want to jump start your carrier here?"

"Exactly," I smiled.

She looked through the folder, reading some things and jotting down others. Just a few minutes and she spoke up again. "You're a great candidate for this position, but I'm sorry." she shut the folder, shame filling up my body. "You can only start from next week."

It took me a second to realize that I had gotten the job.

"Oh, gosh. Thank you!" I put on a wide smile, it still didn't show how happy I was.

"It'll be amazing to work with you my dear Elizabeth..."

"Jane," I smiled, correcting her.

"Elizabeth," and I just let her have it. "Here are some of the things you'll be needing for the start. Eric will train you on Monday. Be here at four in the afternoon."

I grabbed the items she handed me, a few folders and spirals. Most of them being books to read for the business.

"Have a nice day Ms. Wills,"

"Have a nice day Ms. Rutherford."

She had on a soft smile as I stood up and left the office.

****

I clicked the doorbell a few times and waited a minute. No one answered so I tried again. Then the door opened, revealing Allen.

"Allen?" I asked, shocked. "What are you doing here?"

He looked like he had just gotten caught breaking and entering, red flushing his cheeks. I heard someone walking and saw Lacey appear behind him.

"Hey Jane..." she grew a weak smile.

"Have you seen Emmett?" I changed the subject.

"Oh, right." there was a short pause. "He's at the movies with this one chick..." I felt the tiniest bit of rage and jealousy spark inside of me. "But you can call him."

William Franco

It was long after midnight when I heard the front door shut. Sitting up in my bed, I looked around and saw Avery walking through the hallway. She just came home from her meet-and-force-friendship-thing with Cole's son. That's a long while for lunch.

"Hey Ave," I said, standing up from the bed.

She walked back to the room, a weak smile playing on her face. "Sorry I woke you, I tried to be as quiet as I possibly could."

"It's fine,"

I walked up to her, hugging her tightly. She felt loose in my arms, tired of course.

"That was an extra long lunch..."

We both sat down on the bed as she took off her heels. I turned on the, lights by clapping, shutting my eyes from too much of it. I opened them and saw only darkness yet again. Ave had clapped.

"No lights Will, it hurts my eyes." She laughed and I joined her just a moment after. "I can't believe I had to stick with him a whole day and he was just the snobbiest person. God."

"Why'd you stay for so long? It was only lunch."

"I know! Cole set us up this schedule to "Get Along" and this guy just dragged. And not only that, I couldn't sand him, still can't. He's the meanest son of a bitch." she sighed exasperated. I pulled her into a side hug, trying to calm her down.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"It's not your fault Will," she said back with a yawn.

"Go wash Ave and sleep. You'll feel better. Especially at two in the morning." I smiled.

She looked up, smiling and kissed me softly. Then she got up and went into the bathroom. I walked back to my side of the bed and hopped in, falling asleep right away.

-Name (first, middle, last): Ashton V. Baxter

-Nickname: Ash

-Year (freshman-senior): Freshman in graduate studies, going for theater arts

-Appearance (no picture, use adjectives): Ashton is golden tan with well defined muscles starting from his calves to his chest. He has red-brown hair thats a beautiful golden red in the sun. He 6'3 and enjoys playing basketball because of his height. He has eyes so hazel that they're almost golden and nice bright white pearly teeth. Overall, he practically looks like a god.

-Personality: Ashton isn't cocky or loud like his father. Having always grown up around sex and drugs from the S.S.S.A he's been very experienced in very many things since childhood. Ashton is more quiet and reflective rather than loud and boastful. He's very mature for his age and yet he loves drama in a strange way. His humor is usually very dry, sarcastic or dark depending on his mood. Though it may seem like he doesn't care about many things, if he see's something he wants, he gets it and he's very loyal to friends and family. Sadly, even with all of his attributes pointing towards him being a pretty good guy, he's still a bit of a pretentious ass.

-Family (siblings, parents, etc): His father is Cole Baxter, Founder of the S.S.S.A and multi millionaire going on billionaire. His mother is Jocelyn Baxter, Co-Founder of the S.S.S.A, and love of Cole's life. She is now pregnant with her second child.

-History/ Problems They're Facing: Ashton always feels indept to his father since before he left for college he told his dad that he hated him, which caused Cole to go through a deep depression that led to an attempted suicide. Since then Ashton does pretty much whatever his father wants out of guilt. Though Cole doesn't take advantage of his sons guilt and loves him very much, if there is ever anything that he truly wants or needs Cole will make it known.

-Quirks/Habits: Ashton tends to bully/tease the girls he likes. He's definitely up for love, and he's not there just for Avery's benefit i promise.

Ashton

" Dad, I already told you that I had another actress in mind for this part. And not only that but she's an awesome kisser, which would do well in all of the kissing scenes." I exclaim to my father over the phone.

" Ash come on. This girl is perfect I promise you. She's gorgeous, sweet, yet spunky. A lot like your mother if you ask me." My father say's laughing. But I can still hear the pleading tone in his voice. It pulls at me in that sick guilty tightening like way that I get since "the incident".

"Alright. What do you need me to do?" I ask with a sigh of defeat.

"Well, you see she feels the need to know the guy that she'll be acting with in this and I told her that you guys will meet for lunch in about an hour. I want you to meet her in Kabuke, since Vanessa Johan informed me that she loves sushi. Actually, you'll also be spending the rest of the day together. Just in case she doesn't feel she knows you enough." I could hear my fathers smirk through the phone.

"Alright. Where will we be going?" I ask him, stifling the sigh I have at having to reorganize my plans.

" I'll text you the info. And Ash? Make sure to have fun. You've been a bit of an introvert since you and Kendall broke up." he says. I can practically taste the worry in his voice.

" I'll try." I say simply. But knowing my dad, and his choice in actresses, the chick will probably be shy, boring, and ugly.

An hour later

I take a deep breath before I enter Kabuke. I feel butterflies for some reason. Well it's probably because This is the closest thing I've had to a date, since me and my high school sweetheart broke up. I mean I have no reason to be nervous since I know that I look good. I'm in a striped button down and white jeans from Ralph Lauren. I even put a bit of styling jell and brushed my teeth a few times so that I wouldn't look like I didn't give a shit about meeting the girl. I don't even know why I went that far. She's probably bland, ugly, and boring anyways. I still take a deep breath, though, and then walk inside.

The little asian girl looks up at me, annoyed at first, but the really takes me in. She mainly stares at the small bit of golden tanned chest revealed by the two undone buttons on my shirt.

" U-uhm hello? Table for one sir?" She asks stuttering, finally looking up from my chest, but now seems to be enthralled by my eyes. I sigh deeply, but smirk when I reply.

" Yeah. I have a seat reserved named after Ashton. My father called it in about an hour ago." I say running a hand through my hair " There should actually already be a girl there waiting for me, probably ugly." I say with a chuckle.

The woman looks confused, and then looks at me with one eyebrow up while shaking her head. Instead of actually replying though she takes a menu and walks to a table near the ocean bay window with a girl sitting in the seat, texting on her galaxy S3. I look at the woman and she shoots me a small smirk than puts the menu down. The girl then looks up and blushes. She uncrosses her legs and hops off of the tall chair and extends her hand to me. I sit there in shock for a moment not really knowing what to do. The girl is gorgeous.
Her forest green eyes look at me expectantly, as she pouts her lips a bit. She's just....so friggin beautiful. She has a body like a goddess and a face like an angel. I've never even found black or well mixed chicks all that attractive before, but this girl...she shined. She has a type of radiance that i've never seen in a girl. So I stupidly ask this of course.

" Wait...wait...you're the actress?" I say raising my eyebrows.

" Um yeah." She say's nodding and smiling " I'm Avery Piest. Aspiring actress, writer, and singer." she says with a huge smile. Suddenly she realizes that she's still holding her hand out and slowly retracts it.

"Uhm...I'm Ashton. Ashton Baxter." I say clearing my throat and offering my hand. She looks at me strangely with both eyebrows raised but the slowly takes my hand and firmly shakes it with her own smaller soft one.

"Nice to meet you Ashton." She says with another smile that almost makes my heart stop. Obviously to survive this hangout day, I won't be able to actually be myself. That'll make me look like a fool. So asshole mode it is.

Wow, it's been awhile. I'll post Lacey tommorow, most likely.

Emmett

I haven't talked to Jane in thirty-two days.

Thirty-two days.

And now, right now, she's at my house. I'm not there, but I suddenly wish- with every bone in my body- that I was. I didn't realizes how much missed her until I heard her voice.

Hell, though, a whole month! A lot can happen in a whole month.

Our disconnection is a result of poorly mapped previous events and my own utter ignorance, and I have to keep teling myself that. Rumours around school say that she's sleeping with Drake. If I had rumours, I knew they'd be saying the same things about me, but I'm not nearly suspicious enough for them to second glance me.

I feel a hand at my back and shy away from Abi's touch automatically.

"I miss you, Emmett." Jane says over the other end of the phone. I think I hear her voice crack a little. "I was hoping to catch you, but..."

"You didn't. I understand." The words 'I miss you' keep echoing in my head over and over again. Abi is looking at me quizzically. The wind blows through her hair from my car window, but it doesn't catch the sun like Jane's does. "I've missed you too."

Jane barks a laugh, and I know it's the one she ses through her tears. I know that, because I know her. "This is all so screwed up, Emmett. I know you're on a date, but we need to talk. Can you come see me?"

I look over at Abi-Marie, her gaze fixed on me expectantly, like she knows what's coming. I want to tell Jane Of course, I love you, the movie was awful anyway but I can't do that to my friend Abi. To wanna-be-girlfriend Abi, maybe, but not to my friend. "At my house?"

"...Yeah."

I want to be stronger, to make her wait for both or ignorances, but I can't do that to the girl I love. "Give me twenty, and I'll be there."

Spoiler

SUNSHINE YOU MAKE ME FANGIRL LIKE A MAD WOMAN GAH.

Jane Wills

I was sitting on the couch when I heard the door unlock. Turning my head, I saw the only face I've been wanting to see for the longest while. How long has it been? Too long. It's just too long to remember and to even care. He was here now.

All we did is look at each other for this mere second and he came up to me, sitting down. A small pause came about until he managed to speak up.

"Jane..." was all he said.

I couldn't even look at him.

"I don't say 'I miss you' all too often." I blurted out.

"I know."

Another pause came past. It was so nerve racking to sit here, in his house, unable to say a word. Everything in me was protesting against speaking really. It was like something was holding down my tongue from moving.

"It's been a long time... I think we shouldn't do this." his voice was so weak when he said that, I thought that I'd imagined those dreadful words.

"Wh-what?" I couldn't really see much from the tears building up in my eyes.

"We can't just get back with each other, no matter how much it hurts Jane. Our relationship was... too quick to begin with."

You couldn't imagine my pain, try to imagine his. I could see it through those brown eyes of his, ready to burst a waterfall of emotions.

"Come on Emmett, don't kid around with me." I swallowed hard.

His eyes just couldn't meet mine as he stared off into oblivion. It was shallow, to sit here and ponder.

"You know what?" I took a deep breath. "You're right,"

My heart was racing uncontrollably quick as he turned to face me for the first time in oh so long. You wouldn't know how much a month feels like without that one person unless you've experienced it. One moth and two days. Now a whole lot longer than just that.

"There's this thing that I've wanted to apply for but never thought would benefit me... it seems like the perfect chance to take it now." I said this as he looked at me, like a confused little toddler.

"Emmett, it's an internship in Germany." It took all of me to spit that out.

It seemed like the whole world just stopped, leaving us with a forever moment for us to gaze at each other, not only in love but in missing the other.

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I feel like I shouldn't write more to leave a cliff hanger and stuff and everything and so you could add on to your response...

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WHAT MY CHARACTER IS SAYING IS SO PAINFUL. GAH. (And yes, that's a you-too) Supposing Nike's contnueing her Jane post...

Lacey

"You're keeping it, aren't you?"

My Mother sits at the edge of my bed, arms folded crossly on her chest. I looked up from my phone.

"I'm... having it, yeah." I touched my stomach. "I think she might go into adoption, though."

My Mother nodds. This is what she expected- she had enough faith it me that I would have the baby, but not enough in that I might keep it. I stay to her expectations. "That's what's best." My phone buzzed besids me, after a moments silence, and my Mother's dark eyes fall onto it. "Is it him?"

I know she means the Father of the baby inside me, the thing I've decided to give brth to. I answer what she expects, picking up the phone. The caller-ID said Allen, but I sad "Yes" anyway.

I think of last night rather darkly, settling back into the couch after Jane walks away, phone in hand. I know Allen had sex with her, my brothers semi-he-has-no-clue-what's-gong-on girlfriend, and she could have easily bacome pregnant with his child. She's not though, and I'm not, and it sucks. My parents think, as much as we've been hanging out, that I've owned up to my mistakes and am trying to make a good father out of the boy next to me. Yeah, right. I wish I was as good at making mistakes as Jane- she gets away safe from sex and a crazy ex-boyfriend and gets sweet, nerdy Emmett. I get pregnant, but at least I get Allen.

Allen turns down the notches on the volume, muffling Simba's cries. It took me forever to make Allen agree to a Disney movie, and I have yet to con him into anything Princess. "Something wrong?"

I pick at the edges of my extra-large shirt. I most definitely have a bump now, but Allen is to guy to notice it.

"I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend."

"You only quote Doctor Who when you're worried."

That was this guys major fault, I swear; he doesn't know the difference between John Green and The Doctor. "Actually, John Green. You seriously need to learn the difference."

He rolls his eyes, but the serious has not left him. My stomach churns. Oh, crap. Not now. Seriously, starting this now would be a bad, bad idea. "You didn't answer."

Flinging myself up, sprint to the bathroom, my stomach fluids bouncing the entire way. I've barely made it to the toliet when I throw up.

"I don't need to."

Stupid bad-time baby.

is there still parts left?

-Name (first, middle, last): Josh Verduzco

-Nickname: Pikachu ( takes it as an insult )

-Year (freshman-senior): Freshman

-Appearance (no picture, use adjectives): Pale skin looks like a white guy but is Latino, one eyebrow is arched up like a demon since he was born and he get's picked on for it, short, weak, called ugly a lot.

-Personality: Shy and Angry at first but to his few friend he's loud and crazy and funny, he's smart and cocky, very confident in his future, mysterious and weird.

-Family (siblings, parents, etc): dad was deported when he was five and his mom lives in a different city with her boyfriend, lives with his grandparents, younger sister, and his big brother goes to a big university and he hates always getting compared to him.

-History/ Problems They're Facing: he's a loner and nobody really knows much about the real him Very short tempered and angry, gets bullied daily since he was a kid, is confused about a girl, he's very shy and crazy, talks to himself and has A.D.D social anxiety and is bipolar, and is very poor but has a dream of being a rapper and writer.

-Quirks/Habits: Talks to himself in the backyard, walks around hitting the ground with a stick imagining stuff.