torsdag 19. juni 2014

1.28 Spoiled little brat



     Orianas confidence had grown a lot lately. And after confronting some of her tormentors, the time had come to the biggest of them. Her douchebag brother.
     He hadn't done anything specifically this time, just taken the last coffe for himself. But it was enough to get an already cranky Oriana to blow up.
      You are a selfish, spoiled little brat!! She growled at her stupid brother. He was taken back by the sneak attack.


     She continued in the same tone: It's always about you isn' it? You just have to be the centre of attention all the time! Narcissist! 
     Oriana kind of wanted to punch him. But sim- fu or not, that was a fight she'd quickly loose. Her stupid brother was growing up, and for some stupid reason got stronger too!



    
     Like most males, he had no idea what was going on when a female suddenly got angry: I can just put on some more coffe....
     It's not about the coffe you moron! It's about you beeing a bully! It's about you pushing me around my entire life! It's about you constantly picking on me!! She screamed it to his face. How could he not get it? He was so self- centered. And stupid!



     
     You're a jerk Marco! You always have been! She'd almost calmed down a bit by now. For a while atleast. You've spent your entire life, ruining mine! Oriana leaned towards him: I haven't done anything to deserve it!! 
     She totally hadn't. He just came into her life, and started ruining it!


     I never wanted a brother!! Once again, she worked herself up in a rage. No wonder mum was angry so often, it felt good in a way: You've never once done antything nice for me, EVER!! 
     She so wanted to hit him in that smug face of his. She hated his face, he even looked like a spoiled jerk!


     Beeing this angry was kind of neat in it's way, but she managed to talk pretty calmy.
     She really hated every.single.part.of.his.face: You've never even tried beeing nice to me. You're not capable of feeling anything for anyone!
     That felt really good, but Oriana wanted to continue. They were both growing up, and she wasn't some helpless little girl anymore. She could fight her own battles.



    
     One of those battles was with her douchebag brother. He'd always been so mean to her, and always called her names. He totally deserved it, but he was so selfish he probably didn't even get it.
     I hate you! Oriana looked at him, at that face that pissed her off so much. That hair she hated even more, the sound of his voice..... I hate you! It felt good saying it and actually made her smile a bit.
     You think I don't know that? Marcos voice had gotten really dark, he didn't sound insolent anymore. Or perticullary angry.


     While he didn't sound angry, he surely looked angry enough- and not even a tad hurt. What the hell was wrong with him anyway? He was probably a psychopath....
     You told all the kids in school I was possed by evil.... He leaned away from her, so atleast he wasn't going to punch her.
     Oriana started laughing at him, that really was the best thing he had? She'd just been a girl then, and it's not like anyone believed it.
     Please, it was her turn to be insolent this time: It's not like anyone believes that! Her brother was so stupid.
     They do when you're vampire- spawn..... Marco said it with a flat tone.
     The house layed on the shores of the polluted water, right outside the more central parts. There were traffic on the road, boats using their foghorns, wind and all other sound that exsisted in the cities. The sounds were right there, but for some reason she didn't notice them.


      What? Marco was still calm. You think you have to be a fully fledged one to hear it? We're actually halfbreeds.
      That was unexpected, but she still didn't believe it. Because then atleast she would have heard something:
     Oh yeah? Then why didn't I hear something about that?! Oriana was the one that had been bullied. Not him!
     Marco tilted his head, still looking angry and sounding unnaturally cold: Because they are terrified of Milo.
     Wanting to laugh in his face, she was able to keep it down: Milo's harmless!! That was the dumbest thing she'd ever heard.
     No one ever rubs him the wrong way, he said. You never thought that was a bit odd? A white guy with a black girlfriend that never heard anything? Not even a little whisper, a tiny grimase, nothing? Anyas brother gets comments for his skin, so did Bashir, Niki.... But never Milo or Anya?


     Marco took a long pause, then said: I know Milos harmless, but others assume he's dangerous since he's a werewolf.  So they teased you about other stuff instead, to make sure Milo wouldn't think it was... whatever it's called when it's against supernaturals. It didn't start because you were weird, it was because you're a halfbreed.
     Ofcourse started is one thing, it continued because she was weird!
     It kind of made sense to Oriana, but that didn't mean the way he treated her was fine! She wanted to scream that into his face.


     Ofcourse you don't.... Because I already know what you're thinking. Marco was working himself up a bit more now, his voice geting harder. Her brother was actually scarier this way then when he was just plain angry.  
     What about Sunniva? His voice was even harder now. Sunniva from a broken home, with a mum that works pretty much around the clock, and has a new boyfriend every week? And Ally and Christine, both with poor economy, and lacking one parent each? 


     They never had a problem with you!!! Those three hags alone just proved Marco was wrong. So hah! He ruined his own point by bringing up those bitches! 
     Why did he look so strange though? Then he said something that no sister ever wants to hear from their brothers mouth: Because sims think supernaturals, and halfbreeds have a grotesqly high sexdrive, and that the men are well endowed!! They think we're more animals than sims!
     Please, Oriana thought to herself. She wanted to die... so gross.... But she could gross him out too!
     But Jonny.....
     Jonny has pointy ears Oriana! Marco was getting a lot angrier now. He's a halfbreed! Difficult to see, but it's there! He though that you would be like everyone assumed you should be! And he tried beeing that way, because everyone told him that's how he should have been! Because he was a spineless coward ofcourse.
     This time he took a longer pause, gave her time to let it all sink in. So Marco had heard about it...
     He used the time to work himself up to a rage again.


     You keep blaming me for all the "terrible", he spat that out, things I've done to you! You made sure that everyone in school hated me, for something they thought I was! It wasn't even true!!
     Good thing none of them had inherited their mothers temper, or someone would probably have been dead by now.
      I tried getting contact with you all the time! I built with you! I  tried talking to you! I tried getting you to play with me! The only thing you ever did was ruining the things I built, ignoring me, and abandoning me!! I was never the selfish one! It's you!!
     His shoulders was pumping up and down in unison with his breath. Clearly trying to keep himself from exploding.



    
     Okay, he was a lot angrier now. And big. Marco was getting his physique from their dads side of the family and not their bony mums side.
     I've sat next to you on the schoolbus so many times, and you've only talked to me once! To try to scare me, and tell you'd gladely let me die! Yeah! I call you names! But atleast I say them to your face! He was really getting angry now.
     And that is so mean of you! Oriana had been wrong, he was scary when he was angry to.
     You call me things to your friends!! I've NEVER done that to you! That couldn't be true, ofcourse he was talking shit about her to his friends! So yeah Oriana, I know you hate me! You've made that very clear!


     Marco stomped out the door, slamming it shut. The cups in the kitchen made a clinking sound when he did, and the walls shaked, the familypicture on the dresser fell over. Oriana sobbed a bit, feeling sorry for herself, to think he called her mean.
     He was the one that always was mean. He called her names all the time, and always tried getting her angry. Stupid, evil Marco.


     He was such a jerk. Oriana dried her eyes and slimy nose, coughing a bit. Her throat always got so dry when she cried. There was no way all those things he said could be true.
     Like anyone didn't like her, just because her dad was a vampire. It was just a coincidence that most of the kids that accepted her, could experience beeing put in a booth for no other reason than their background. Like Bashir and Niki with a white mum and black dad, and Anya and her brother Salek.
     Everyone loved her dad! Why, she remembered all the nice ladies that would come up and talk to him all the time.....
     Oh......
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      Oriana never understood why they didn't get a more comfortable couch. It wasn't modern either. Neither of her parents cared about fixing up the house, or even the garden. Which was a bit strange with her dad beeing a gardener. But ofcourse, gardener wasn't the same as a landscape architect.
     Still hurting, Oriana was done crying. Her butt hurt from the uncomfortable couch. Stupid Marco calling her selfish! He was selfish!
     Oriana was so busy feeling sorry for herself, that her mother startled her.
     What's wrong sweety? She sounded concerned, even if Oriana knew her parents like Marco better than her. Stupid Marco.... Iva walked over to her, putting the fallen picture up as she passed it. Her heels clacking against the wooden floor.


     It was barely able to notice the pressure from her mother sitting down in the couch next to her. Mum could be quite careful when she wanted to. She just highly preferred beeing loud about everything.
     Marco is an evil jerk, and I hate him! Oriana didn't care that mum knew what she thought about her brother. She probably knew already.
     And he's a liar! And completely incapable of taking responsibility for anything he does!! And he's totally evil! She drew a deep breath and said something she should have mentioned a long time ago: Joakim and Rylan are a bad influence on him! And he's evil.


     Mum couldn't possibly be smiling, was she? That was absurde!!
     Rylan and Joakim aren't a bad influence on him, he's a bad influence on them. Ivas voice was calm, she knew more of what went on than either Oriana and Marco knew, not to mention her husband. Men were to sensitive to have to much information. They are a good influence on your brother, she emphasized.
     Mum, Oriana whined, Joe's crazy!!! 
     He's not crazy sweety, he has a diagnose. Clearly Iva could still be surprised, she was certain she'd tought her kids not to call people crazy. It's not like they could help it more than what eyecolour they were born with.



     Great, even mum was getting politically correct on her. Marco called him crazy all the time, crazy bastard even! It was so unfair! And mum jumped and beat up women that flirted with dad!! She was probably crazy to....
     Marco said I was selfish! And I'm not! I always think about others! She did, sometimes to much!
     Dad was busy in his planter room, but he was probably really just not wanting to talk to her! 


     What was up with mum, did she has something in her eye or something.
     Well..... you are a bit selfish. Iva once again showed her amazing parent skills.
     That was mean! Mum hated her to! She knew they liked her evil brother better than her!
     You worry about what everyone thinks of you, rarely what they think about themselves. Iva was feeling philosophical today.
     Mum!! she whined, that's mean of you! I always wonder if I'm mean or not, and how it makes people feel! Wow, mum was really cold!! No wonder she made bimbos cry!
     It's still bound in what they will think of you. So, it's a selfish thought. 


     What was wrong with her family? She was the nice one, Marco was the mean one! Don't call me selfish mum! That's mean! 
     Iva stared out the window. She knew it wasn't nice, but Oriana was self centered when it came to the home. She probably wouldn't get it though, the girl was a bit ..lost... was maybe the best word. She just made up a reality that suited her, and lived by it. She probably got that from her dads side of the family.
     But it isn't mean to call your brother evil and say that you hate him, or his friends a bad influence? How do you know that anyway, you've barely even talked to him since he was a toddler. 
     I don't talk to him, because he's always mean! Mum was so stupid! This was so obvious! It was all his fault!!
     He knows more about you, then you know about him. Mum was still beeing mean.


     But if mum was going to be mean, so could she: You never yell at him, or ever let stupid things he does get consequenses!! 
     Mum was surprisingly not angry, that was strange. Not to mention eerie.
     Why do you think that is?
     Was mum going to keep asking her questions about everything? Didn't she even know why she did something?
      Oriana answered: Because he's a spoiled brat, and you let him get away with everything. She had gotten a lot tougher lately, and was almost not afraid that mum would yell at her.
     Oh, is that it? Because your brother said it was because I hate him, and hoped he would end up dead. Iva nodded to herself. Why do you think I don't punish you
     Wow, mum really was stupid!! Maybe she was getting senile! I don't get punished because I don't do antyhing wrong!



     Oriana!! Mum was a bit strickter this time around. When you were kids, we told you to take your brother with you to the beach. He couldn't swim, and you left him. He could have drowned! You didn't get punished then! You fished in Mareks pool, you talked to strangers at the playground! Why do you think we didn't punish you?
     What did mum want her to answer anyway! Come on sweety, you'll be an adult soon! You need to know this! Iva tried getting her daughters brain working.
     Because Marco was always mean and you felt sorry for me!! What else could it be?



     Come on genious! Help me out here!! Mum was looking at dad. Actually Oriana hadn't notice him sitting down at all. He was scaringly quiet when he wanted, like a hunter!
     Gard had been hoping not to get dragged into the situation, but trying to explain something to their daughter wasn't always an easy task. If she didn't want to understad, she didn't. Just like her mum.


     Why are you beeing so mean mum? Oriana was really feeling sorry for herself now! Everyone was mean to her!
     You couldn't handle sharing attention with your brother! Gard interrupted her before she wallowed deeper into self pity. So you acted out. Some kids just need more attention! We tried giving you consequenses, but it made it worse. Since negative attention is still attention! 
     He paused before continuing: Like when your brother got everyones attention at Mareks place, and you fished in the pool. You couldn't handle him getting any attention, because you wanted it for yourself! How slow was his daughter anyway?
     Iva chipped in: So instead of punishing the bad things, we ignored it. And gave you attention when you did something good. It's the same thing we do with your brother. 

 
     Really Oriana, you're not this slow! He'd seen her report card, the girl had good grades, she was smart. Why did she act so dumb? When Marco tried getting your attention the normal way as kids, you ignored him! But when he made you angry, he got the attention he was looking for! You don't answer him, if he talks normally to you! 
     But... This wasn't her fault, it was her stupid brothers! If he had just been nice to her once in a while... 



      No "but" Oriana. Mum had that no- nonsense voice. It worked better on you, than on your brother. But he is a lot better than he used to be. The boy is seeing a psychologist for crying out loud! Do you really think the school insisted on that because he's "mean"? Didn't it ever accure to you that there's a reason for it? You're dad and I don't even know what's going on! Stupid, fucking city silence and respect for idividuals rules.


     It's not always about you Oriana. It doesn't have anything to do with you at all. Her dad was strickt at her too. Not as much as mum though, atleast she got why mum called her selfish. Because she thought it was her, and not her brother. That was good, wasn't it?
     Maybe Marco's a psychopath.... Obviously, since he went to a psychologist. So that's why he went so well along with Joe, they were both crazy!


     Don't be stupid Oriana. That was just a horrible thing to say about her brother. Marco has a very healthy emotional life. 
     It might sound a bit strange to others, when they saw those carcrashes he hung around with, but they were close. The boy just had a bit to much of pretty much every emotion that exsisted.    
     Other times, it seemed like he didn't care at all, but that usually just involved things that should affect his confidence.
     Gard was still certain it was his fault someway. Ofcourse he could have read his sons mind again, but how intrusive wasn't that? And it was probably just filled with cars and naked girls anyway.

    
      Marco has been desperate for your attention since he was a toddler Oriana. Gard tried putting it even simpler: When you yell at him, he's getting attention from you. You're his older sister, he looks up to you!
     Well, probably not anymore, but there was no need telling her that.
   

     But you really were a selfish kid! Gard wallowed down in memory, she really had been. How could he not have noticed. 
     If he as much as looked at Marco, Oriana was immideately there, demanding their attention with that overactive imagination of hers. He could still rememer her staring at them through the window, whenever he played catch with his son.
     This had to be his fault someway, after all they had his bad vampire- blood in there.  He didn't even consider Ivas colourful bloodline, that was different!


      Her parents were so stupid! She wasn't the problem, Marco was! They only cared about him! Her parents were so stupid, and so was her buttfaced brother!
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I've been anxiously waiting for Oriana to wake up in a bad mood, and she finally did! First wish she rolled as soon as she saw Marco, was to end their friendhip and insult a teen. And I love Marcos angry faces, he looks like such a brat.

I made Ally and Christine specifically to befriend Sunniva, but she was chosen because SP kept moving them around and giving her mum new boyfriends all the time. Jonny was picked because he has some genieblood in there. See, the teens weren't random.

Thanks for reading :)

Oh, and for you with the dirty minds out there (you know who you are), no one is well- endowed or anything other strange; it's just a rumour, or a coincidence. 

søndag 15. juni 2014

1.27 Score



       I swear!! Joe's voice in the phone was insistent. They were going on a fieldtrip today, and he had some interesting information about the busdriver.
     He's some old poser that wants the kids thinking he's all that! He took a shivering breath and whispered: He leaves the keys in the bus' ignition! 
     Hmmm...... Marco just got a great idea! Taking the schoolbus on a joyride, that couldn't possibly go wrong!


     Flees jumping on his hiney, Marco still sat down and played a game of chess with his dad when asked. It was a real pain going up against the genious, but he'd gotten pretty good at it. Even if it was a bit boring at times. Especially when he for once was looking forward to school.
     It was nice of you teaching your sister some sim- fu. His dads deep voice penetrated his thought about all the neat stuff he could do with a bus!
    It was unfamiliar beeing called nice.


      And I'm surprised she took to it so fast. I honestly expected her to quit before she even started. Dad was obviously not going to stop talking about it. As long as he didn't assume Marco would share his feelings it was okay.
     Ofcourse, his dad continued. He just never stopped talking did he? That doesn't mean everything you think about is a good idea. Innocenty he put his hand up, and said: Like stealing a bus for instance. That would be a pretty bad idea. Dad moved a piece on the board.


     What the.... How the hell did he know that!? Joe had whispered it... on the phone... and dad hadn't even been there. Had he just read his mind or something? That would atleast explain why it was impossible to beat him at chess....
     No, Marco decided. It was impossible to read anyones mind. It was a coincidence, it had to be.




     Pressing himself next to his sister at the bus, Marco dissapointedly stared at the busdriver. A part of him still wanting to get the keys.


Look at that dumbarse! It would have been so easy, Damned dad.....


     Successfully ruining his sons stupid plans, Gard decided to play with the eightball. He'd been able to read his sons mind, without any problems. Not that he usually did, but he'd looked so mischicivious he'd been certain the boy was up to something.
     His vampiric powers got stronger the older he go, but that didn't mean he used them more then he had to. Because then he only wanted to use them even more.
     Shaking the eightball he asked a funny question, thinking the answer would be obvious: "Should I become a supernatural?" 
    

    "No"


     Stupid ball.....


     As her husband entertained himself with the wisdom of a toy, Ivas culinary genious once again showed itself. Plasmafruit pancakes, yum! And the plasmafruit looked so beautiful, with it's pretty colouring and nice glow. Glowing fruit was probably not radioative, and just good for you!

   

     That's enough experimenting in the kitchen for this time. Stupid plasmafruit.....


     After tormenting himself with the eightball, Gard calmed himself by reading a book. It was one of Ivas bestsellers, a romantic novel in a modern- day setting. It was really good and moving... Not that he'd tell anyone that he read those type of books, but what others don't know doesn't hurt them.


     It was such a good book that it was impossible to put it down.


     The kids had been pretty content lately, so Gard and Iva had been able to enjoy the company of other adults. The city had finally gotten a bowlingalley, and Gard was really good at it, scoring strike after strike.
     He had told the others the big secret was visualizing. He didn't tell them that he visualized the bowlingball beeing the head of his daughter current, and future boyfriends, and the pins beeing Lukas. But it worked!


     Choosing a more artistic approach, Iva also excelled in the art of bowling.


      Swearing to take revenge on the bowling alley, and finally realizing why most places forced people to use rented shoes, Iva looked up on those bloody pins


      SCORE!!!!! she hollered loudly, leaving her brother pretending he didn't know her. It was okay, as she was playing against his wife Elsie anyway.


     Yeah, yeah, yeah.... Marek dryly said clapping his hands ironically. One would think a professional athlete and armypeople should be able to beat a writer and a gardener!


     Stuffing four adults into a BMW wasn't a problem though.


     See, Gard turned to his wife. My cars backseat is a lot bigger than yours...
     Iva didn't care, she loved her tiny citycar. And if the backseat was as big as Gard claimed it was, why didn't they use it for something more fun than sitting? Men were so boring.
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     It wasn't just her parents that had discovered the bowling place.
     Oriana and Selim had been spending a lot of time together lately. She liked spending time with him, and pretty much everyone at school left her alone now! Ofcourse they didn't talk to her either, but it was far better than the alternative.
     As long as she still had her friends, it was all good. And Selim was fun spending time with, and not just because he was pretty! Okay, so it was a bit because he was pretty....


     Bowling was a lot more difficult than it looked like, and the ball weighed like a ton! Sim- fu hadn't given her a better throwing arm, but atleast Orianas new legmuscles stopped her from directly tipping over... this time...  


     Oriana didn't really care that she barely could hit the pins, as she had invited Selim out with something different in mind. She'd tried flirting with him before, but he tended to run away after a while.


     She didn't give him the opportunity to run from her this time though.


     She kept his hand in hers, to keep him from leaving and asked if he wanted to go steady. And he did! It was so cool, and Selim was a lot nicer than Jonny and way prettier. It would probably go well this time around! To bad he was so busy, because they wouldn't be able to see eacother very often.
   

      Selim was awefully shy, and looked like he wanted to run away everytime she touched him. Maybe she scared him a bit, or maybe she grossed him out? He was a lot prettier than she was after all. Is wasn't really common that the guy was prettier than the girl was it?


      Pointing up at the sky, Oriana said: Why are there never any stars in the sky when you want to look at them? It's not really romantic pointing up at the sky and say; over there is lamppost, and look; there's a brick and there's another brick!
      Atleast it made Selim laugh, laughing was good! 

  
     
     Oriana didn't just hang out with Selim ofcourse, but also with others. Like Vera, who claimed she'd gotten a makeover from a magic mirror. That was just stupid, but she looked nice and grown up. It really wasn't long until they aged up now, and Oriana was feeling nervous about it.
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     Marco used the time to get to know mister Evilgnome better. The gnome started it!!!



     And to get some new friends, like Khalia


      Khalia was friendly....


     And shockingly inventive!!


          He also reconnected with some old friends, like Niki


     The poor photobooth would probably need years of therapy after Marcos rampage.


     unlike Niki that was.


     He also ran into Sunnivas younger sister, Linn. She had grown up and really lost the boyish look. She seemed a bit shy, but Marco knew just how to pick that off her.


     Linn was friendly too.... though Marco didn't sleep with her. She was a nice girl after all.


     The two teens weren't exactely trying to hide themselves, and several people could see their little romance. Lukas had trained the boy well, and he felt very proud of himself. The kid was like the son he never had! Ofcourse, if Marco got anywhere near his own daughter, he'd put the boy in an early grave.


      He was still proud though. His legacy of womanizing would continue!!
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     Even if girls took up a large part of his brain, Marco also had other things on his mind. As long as the option for something fast was present, he was there. 
     Rye and Joe waited their turn on the ramp, even if Marco had claimed it was possible for all three of them to snowboard at the same time. It was obvious to both of them, that their friend didn't have enough height or speed to make the trick he was attempting to.
     Neck....
     Arse....
     Neck...
     No, arse.....


     I'm fucking telling you, you dick. He's going to fucking break his fucking neck! Joe said to Rye, picking on his thumb. He was pretty sure there was a maggot in there somewhere, and it shouldn't be living inside his thumb! It could go live in Ryes cap!!
     And I'm fucking telling you, he's going to fucking fall on his arse! He's not going to break anything! Rye ignored Joes thumb- picking, as he didn't listen to him. Joe was a crazy bastard anyway.


Turned out both of his friends were wrong.


      He fell on his back and had to limp like an old man to his car. There's a first time for anything. But he still was a lucky bastard for not breaking anything.


      As usual Marco wasn't keeping the speedlimit. Both him and Joe kept staring on Rye more than the road.
     The two of them rarely ever met cap- boy any more, as it seemed he was avoiding Marco. The few times they they did meet, he barely talked with them and kept avoiding Marcos gaze. Rye always had a bit of low self esteem and often avoided eye contact. But Marco wasn't a chick, he was his best mate!!  


     What the fuck!! Marco yelled as he  was forced to cut the curve. Some piece of shit cabdriver nearly caused an accident. He couldn't just cross into the other lane, the crazy arsed taxi driver! Where the hell were the police then?
     And just to pick up that jerkoff dumb piece of shit that stood by the sign. The guy was wearing a pointy witches hat! Probably some nerd going to the newest geek- movie. Marco didn't like nerds, they really pissed him off! Guy nerds that was, girl nerds were fine, very fine....


     He found a space for his beloved car, but the sound of screeching brakes made him turn. That crazy driver nearly hit another cab! Marco kind of hoped for a carcrash, but they managed to stop barely bumping into eachother.
     The drivers just rolled down the windows, yelled at eacother and drove on. Crazy bastards! Just the thought of anyone denting his own car...  


     Marco heard Joe coming up behind. The way he walked and the sound of him picking his thumb was easily recognized.    
     Without turning around, he said: There's nothing wrong with your thumb. It's just your mind playing tricks on you. Whatever fancy new meds they were pushing on the kid, they sure didn't make him any better.


     Marco turned around: Rye, you coming? He'd been standing on the same spot for a while. What was up with him lately? It couldn't be Joe scaring him, he'd acted weirder than that before.
     But Rye just stood there, shuffling his feet in the snow, looking like he was on his way to his execution. The diner wasn't that bad!      .


     Eventually coming closer, Rye dragged his feet after him leaving deep marks in the snow. Finally catching up to them, he looked down at his feet, pulling at his jacket.  
     What the bloody hell is up with you lately? Marco was as subtle as a cabdriver. Why are you avoiding me?
     Rye looked like he froze solid for a moment, before finally answering: I'm not. Let's just go inside...
     What the hell?



      Atleast Joe still wanted to hang out. Craz or not, he was still a better friend than cap- boy.


     Though it kind of sucked that he was better than Marco in a lot of things. Atleast he was stronger than him, so Marco had decided to call Joe "chicken- legs". Which meant that he started calling Marco "gorilla". He did not look like a gorilla.


     Joe and him couldn't spent every single hour of the day together. On one of those times, Marco bumped into Ally. She'd earned quite some nasty nicknames, but he didn't care if she deserved them or not. She did however know a lot about what was going on around school.  
     Marco showed his skills with subtilty: You know what's going on with Rye?


     Allys cold smirk was a good match to her deep alt: Maybe he has some secrets... why? She was clearly entertained.
     Because I'd like to know. Marco answered. What a stupid question.
     A lot of kids didn't understand why she hung around Sunniva and Christine, as she was capable of terrorizing the school on her own. Marco got if ofcourse, and didn't understand how others couldn't.
     Sunniva was rich, Ally was poor. She was new in town, and turned to the other two since she herself were an easy target for bullies. Attack befor she got attacked so to speak. So obvious!


     She made a fake attempt at sounding surprised. Oh my! Are you really telling me you don't know?
     Marco was one of the few kids in school that wasn't afraid of her, and rolled his eyes at her at the fake attempt.
     Once again, he showed his subtle nature: Stop playing stupid games, either tell me or don't.
     As Ally paused, he just turned around. He could always jump Rye and nag him until cap- boy spilled it. He was good at nagging people.
     Marco, wait!!


      I wanted to tell you, but Sunniva told me not to, Ally said. Bullshit from one end to the other. Sunniva had wanted him to know, and goth- girl was more than happy to share the information. She'd probably tried finding the perfect opportunity for ages: Sunniva and Rye are dating. I'm really sorry.... No she wasn't....        Rye was fucking dating his ex? What kind of friend did that?


     Ally put her shaking hands on his shoulders, stroking them down his back. Nearly whispering she said: I'd love you make you feel better. 
     Atleast she was honest about some things. Who was he to say no anyway? Ally was hot!
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I used some pre- error 12 pics in this. I was to lazy to take new... again....  And Lukas reaction actually happened as Marco and Linn kissed. I just couldn't get a good picture of it, as the angles was pretty bad.
SP put Rye and Sunniva together. I just love when SP workes better than me :)

Oriana and Selim have been out together severeal times, but he always ends up running away. I almost feel a bit sorry for the guy.

Thanks for reading.