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As I’m sure you can imagine, the three youths for the rest of the night were not “happy campers”. tom hardly reacted at all. He just sat there, watching his oldest friend, now rotting in the fires of hell most likely. Half an hour later the two girls were sitting on tear stained grass. Jo dee hadn’t even looked up at Tim’s body. She just screamed and cried into Leanne’s shoulder. When she did look up, the remaining embers in the fire cast a glow on Tim’s charred remains. Jo dee screamed again and ran to a neighboring fire pit. Tom and Leanne tried to block out the sounds of jo dee vomiting. “I’ll go make sure she’s okay”. Leanne disappeared into the darkness, only to return ten minutes later with jo dee looking worse than ever.
Tom watched as Leanne carefully helped jo dee down onto the ground. The sleeping surface couldn’t have been very comfortable, but jo dee fell right asleep. Leanne and tom watched her sleep for a moment, feeling bad for her. Tears streaked through the dirt on her face, vomit on her chin, he face was swollen and red. Leanne turned to the table, took off one of the two blankets, folded it in half, and placed it on jo dee. Jo Dee’s body seemed to relax and uncurl a bit in reaction to the warm blanket. Leanne stared a few more moments in pity down at jo dee. Surely her dreams were plagued with horrible images from the days events.
The sky was littered with diamonds that were the stars. Despite the pain in his back from laying on the hard wood of the table top, tom found himself being drawn into a fitful sleep. There was a creak from below, but tom was too worn out to care. It was probably jo dee rolling over or something. Something warm brushed toms fingers. Tom propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. Leanne was sitting on the bench. “tom?”. “yeah?” asked tom groggily, blinking a few times. “you okay?” Leanne asked quietly. “its probably best that Tim isn’t here with us” replied tom. Leanne nodded. “I’m so sorry. Because of me your best friend is gone. If you just hadn’t-”. “it’s worth all that’s lost,” said tom “goodnight”. Leanne squeezed toms hand, and went to go to sleep. Tom waited till he could hear Leanne’s breathing deepen, then closed his eyes and drifted off into sleep with a smile on his face.
Some how, some way, fifteen hours after tom closed his eyes, he was on his way back home. Jo dee was sprawled out on the couch, snoring. Leanne was curled up on the seat of the mini booth in the R.V, her head resting against the wall. The open window above blew the tips of her hair about. Tom was laying on the upper bed in the back of the R.V, looking into a shoebox. Tom carefully tucked the box under one arm and climbed down off the bed. As he walked by jo dee she stirred a bit, but only itched her ear and went back to sleeping like a baby. Tom stopped and sat down opposite of Leanne. Leanne didn’t stir. Tom waited for a moment, listening to her breathing, then tapped her shoulder. Leanne blinked a few times, then sat up and looked at tom. “Oh, hi tom” she said, smiling sweetly. “I have a surprise for you, a small gift”. “oh you didn’t have-” began Leanne. Tom opened the box, and out waddled a tiny pastel gray duckling. Leanne gasped, her eyes lit up. Tom smiled as he watched Leanne scoop the duckling into her hand and run two fingers along its body. The duckling made a content sound as it settled down into Leannes’ hand. “thanks” breathed Leanne, letting her free hand rest on the edge of the table. Tom smiled at her and laid his hand on top of hers. ...
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Posted on 26 June, 2008, 1:53 am by funnibunni13
Category: Young Love
first chapter in a love series...
“Dinner!” called Mrs. Leroy, walking out of the R.V. Out of some nearby bushes, popped a lanky blonde boy with hazel eyes. Raking leaves out of his messy hair with his hands, Tommy made his way over to the wooden table situated next to the R.V. he was soon accompanied by his three best friends. Leanne, Timmy and Jo Dee. “What’s for dinner mom?” “Pork and beans” she declared proudly, setting four bowls of beans and hot dogs on the table. Tim looked down at the food. “Mrs. Leroy, there’s no pork in here, there’s hotdogs. So shouldn’t it be called hot dogs and beans”? “Timothy, we’ve had this conversation several times before. It’s always been called pork and beans. And I am not about to be the one to break the tradition dear”. Tim nodded and sniffed the steam wafting from the food. “It smells great”. “Why thank you!” Mrs. Leroy cried happily. She beamed at Timmy and headed back into the camper. “It’s about time she got the camping cooking thing down” said Tim in a low voice. For the past two days Maggie Leroy had managed to destroy their dinners. “I was about to start calling her the meal massacre”. Jo Dee reached across the table and slapped Timmy’s arm. “That’s mean!” she exclaimed, but she was smiling when she said it. “Anyways, she’s trying her best”, “yeah; it’s just that her best isn’t good enough”. There was an odd noise as Leanne gasped through a mouth full of hot dogs and beans. They all looked at her expectantly. “That good, huh?” asked Timmy, spearing a piece of hot dog onto his plastic fork. “These aren’t veggie hot dogs!” “Oh gosh” said tom, “I'm so sorry, my mom must’ve forgotten you are a vegetarian!” “Its ok” replied Leanne in a flustered voice. She got up and started walking off towards the lake. “Where are you going?” Leanne turned and looked at tom. “Going to feed the ducks”, she continued walking, soon followed by tom. “But, ducks don’t eat meat” said Jo Dee. “Uh, yeah, they do” scoffed Timmy. “Who cares whether or not they eat meat? I eat meat!” he exclaimed, reaching for toms bowl. Jo Dee watched as Timmy dug his spoon into toms’ rations and sucked the spoon clean. “Are you going to eat this?” he asked.
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Posted on 26 June, 2008, 1:45 am by funnibunni13
Category: Sad & Suicide
The early morning grass was crunchy with a layer of ice. Regardless of it being early summer, Leanne’s voice came out in floating puddles of fog. “How’d you sleep?” “Not very good” said tom, “I was worried about Jo Dee”. “I know, I was too. It’s been nearly a month since Tim...” “Yeah” neither tom nor Leanne wanted to talk about how Tim had violently died. “You think she’d turn to her friends at a time like this” said tom. Leanne shook her head “I don’t know if she considers us friends anymore. After what you did to Tim, she might hate our guts” “I hope not”. Leanne shivered a little. Tom reached for his jacket, but stopped. When Leanne looked over at tom, he was busily picking something off his jacket. “She was a wreck last time I saw her. Maybe she still is” continued Leanne, remembering when she ran into Jo Dee in the girls bathroom. Her eyes were red and puffy with dark circles, her hair was a mess, and she just looked horrible. “I’ll see if I can track her down at lunch today and see how she’s doing”. Tom nodded. The school bell rang loud and clears in their ears.
“Seen Jo Dee yet?” tom set his lunch sack on the table across from Leanne. “No, I was just about to go look for her, after I eat”. “Sounds like a plan. Last time I heard she hanged out by the girls’ bathroom, with some other girls” Leanne nodded and took a second bite of her apple. “I’m surprised you haven’t run into her more often” stated tom. “Well, I usually use the north restrooms. I’m assuming she hangs out by the south ones”. “Last time I checked” confirmed tom, biting into a sandwich. Leanne finished her apple and rose. “I’m going to go look for Jo Dee; I’ll see you in sixth period and tell you if I find anything out”. “Sounds like a plan” approved tom.
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Posted on 23 June, 2008, 1:27 am by funnibunni13
Category: Young Love
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