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 Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:47 pm
Conall began to get angry. The one reason he liked Kiyoshi in the first place was because not only he gave Conall a chance, but he believed Conall.
-"Listen, I have been cleaning up my act. You can tell by my records. I use to get into fights everyday. Now, it's about once a month. I use to do blow, acid, shrooms, weed, and black tar all in one night every night. Now, I do only weed about once a week. I used to drink almost to the brink of alcohol poisoning every night, now I barely drink at all. I'm trying, okay?! I've been trying ever since I OD'd, alright?!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:09 pm
"But this doesn't help your case! I can see that you're trying, alright?! But the Boards is going to take one look at your past record and shoo you out the door. I can only help you to a point, Conall! This is hard core evidence! Whether you did it or not, unless you can prove to me that it was planted (which is hard, since you're the only one with the combination), I have no choice but to take the case to the principal and Boards! It's my job as a teacher and counsler.
How do I know what you're saying is true? You just said not long ago that you brought pot to school; that's illegial in itself! So, that's still lying to me (since you weren't even going to tell me when you brought it, only because I"m staring you in the face), which is still a break of trust! And whipsers in the hall this morning tell me you smelled like alcohol; you wanna explain that too?!" Mr. Kiyoshi argued back.
I can't do this...have I really failed that much?
Mark......
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:26 pm
Conall stepped into Kiyoshi's face. He was tired of this.
-"You want to know why I always smell like alcohol? It's because my mom drinks! She's never sober! And as for bringing pot to school, why should I care?! This morning I was mind-set on suicide! So who cares?!"
Conall walked off, furious. He felt a burning sensation behind his eyes, but he didn't bother trying to man himself up or anything. He knew nothing would come out, as his tears dried long ago. He walked throughout the school, just fuming.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:38 pm
Celia couldn't eat anything. She glanced over as the bag was placed by them, but didn't take any. She wasn't hungry. If anything she wanted to throw up. She didn't know how much more of this she could take. What was worse was that it wasn't even her this was happening to. She was worried for Conall. She didn't like to see him in constant trouble. They never got to be together because he was always in trouble.
Ray nodded in agreement. "Hopefully it all goes over well because I'm not sleeping in here with a thousand other kids..." he said laughing a little bit, trying to lighten the mood up as much as he could. He looked over at his cousin in concern. "Cece you should eat something..." he said, using the nickname for her that he barely used, expecially in public. She just shook her head no.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:39 pm
"I DO!" he called out, then realized that Conall was running off. He couldn't let him leave. "Get back here! Sorry, Adrienne, I handled this poorly, and I apologize. But I gotta get him back. If I'm not back with him in 10 minutes, get one of hte police officers or something. Again, I'm sorry." he said, and he began the chase to bring him back.
It was a lonely jail cell, the bars old with rust and only a toilet and a set of beds were within it's prisoning walls. The windows were barred from what Shriou could see through the metal door, while his mother was at a front desk. He had his sister with him, who wanted to go through the door.
"We can't, Mary."
"Why not?"
"There are bad men on the other side. Men that will hurt you."
"Why would they do that?"
"They want to get out; they'd use you as bait. Ya know, like those western movies, where they kidnap the girl for money. Only they want freedom; they'd hurt you to get to their lost freedom."
"Does that mean Mark is one too?"
"One what, Mary?"
"A bad man?"
"....."
He was only 15 years old, and it had been him and his mother and his sister rushing to the front office, asking for a "Mark Kiyoshi".
"Right here, mam. Caught him in a illegal drug party. One man dead on the floor, gambling spree going everywhere, and almost any drug you an think of." the police man has said. He motioned for the two to wait on a side of a plastic-glass wall, and he fetched Mark.
It wasn't the same Mark Shriou remembered; this Mark was pale, cursing, his clothes bloodstained. He was shouting, stumbling with heavy burden of drugs and alcohol; the smell even went through the glass.....
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:52 pm
((Ack! Sorry, Butterfly. Didn't see that post sneak in. xd ))
"He has a point, Celia; you haven't eaten in awhile. It might make you feel better." Kiyoko pointed out; even that water given to Al when he was ill helped to settle his nerves. Speaking of which.......
"Not to be nosy, but Al's been gone for quite awhile. Hope he's ok..." she muttered to no one in particular. "Perhaps he fell in." she joked, trying to lighten the mood a bit. She felt kinda guilty; she and Ray were getting along so well, and Celia was almost literally dying with broken emotion....
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 7:15 pm
Renji woke up from the sound of his stomach growling and gnawing at his insides. He realized he hadn't eaten anything all day, he was too busy planning beforehand and completely forgot. Reluctantly, Renji pressed one of the buttons on the side of his bed. Hoping for prompt service from the nurse or doctor, although, this was definitely not a five-star hotel; but, Renji could live with that, for now.
The air was too tense around the group and Brian felt kind of awkward not knowing the situation. Fortunately, someone was calling him from afar; 'Captain, get your a** over here' they yelled. "Alright! I'm coming! Excuse me." He waved to the group before heading back to his table.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 7:33 pm
Everything passed by so fast. She had wanted to calm Shirou down; giving that much away was not she had wanted to do. But what she had definitely not wanted to do was let Conall get away. Adrienne picked up the box. "s**t, you idiot!" She cursed and then took off after them, taking another hallway in hopes of cutting Conall off.
In her experience with liars, the closer you got to getting to the truth, the angrier they would get. His reaction meant nothing to her except made him more guilty in her eyes. Maybe her temper was in full flare from the drama of the day. After all, she had gotten drunk, had a hangover, ran around the entire school, had to deal with her budding feelings for the older teacher, had to be stuck in the school during hurricane-like weather, and had to deal with that jackass student of hers. Adrienne Espinosa was pissed.
She skidded into the hallway and spotted Conall. "You'd best stop now, Michaels." Her voice was eerily soft, like the calm before the storm. "Running only makes it look worse. We can't help you if you make it bad for yourself."
~...~...~...~
Al stood silent for a few moments before taking a long and deep breath. 'They found cocaine...' He wanted to punch something. Why was Celia sticking up for this guy? Why were they even entertaining the notion of being friends with him? Reputation is built up from truth, and the truth was that Conall was a damn addict.
Clenching his fists, he turned and walked back to the cafeteria. He walked over silently, noticing Celia's state of distress. He paused and placed a hand on her back. "Hey, you alright? You look a little pale." Looking around, he saw the clothing store's area where they were giving away the clothes. "Be right back." The area happened to also be the place where they were giving out sleeping materials. Returning, he put a blanket over her shoulders. "Here, try and get comfy." Al smiled a little bit. His eyes moved over to Ray and he indicated he wanted to speak with him alone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:13 pm
Conall stopped for a moment and looked at Ms. Espinosa.
-"I didn't run to save myself. I did it so I wouldn't do anything I would regret. So I'd suggest that you leave me alone for the next hour or else something bad will inevitably happen."
Conall's voice was barely a voice at all. It seemed more like a growl. Conall kept walking, head lowered and eyes flowing with rage.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:45 pm
Ms. Espinosa held her ground. "Stop, Conall." She was too annoyed to listen to him and if she let him go, they might never find him again. "Let's just get this over with, OK? The sooner, the better." She was prepared to grab him if he tried to walk past her. Her mood rendered her blind to his own anger.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:52 pm
Conall gritted his teeth. Sometimes teachers could be real dimwitted.
-"Listen, if you know what's good for you, stay away from me. When I get real pissed, I see red. Last time, I nearly killed someone. So I'd suggest you leave me be for an hour. In an hour, I don't care if you call the FBI on me to track me down. I'll go in quietly. Just let me fume so nothing bad will happen."
Conall's hands balled into fists and started walking away.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:00 pm
Ms. Espinosa felt her eyebrow start to twitch. "One hour, five hours, it won't make a damn bit of difference!!" She started walking towards Conall. "Listen, I'm not Mr. Kiyoshi; I'm not giving you a choice on this matter." Her voice started to get accented. "I can't just let you go!" She reached out and grabbed his shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:12 pm
Conall lost his temper. He grabbed Ms. Espinosa's hand and pried it off of him. He turned around furious and roared in her face.
-"YOU SO MUCH AS TOUCH ME AGAIN AND I'LL RIP OUT YOUR ******** THROAT!!!!"
Conall shoved Ms. Espinosa and stormed off.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:44 pm
The shove sent her stumbling and she fell backwards, her head striking the edge of some lockers. She groaned and sank to the floor, losing consciousness quickly.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 3:59 am
Celia shook her head. She couldn't eat right now, she felt too sick. She just wanted to go home and crawl into her bed. She wished the storm had ended while things were good for her so that she would of been able to go home no problem, but no it had to drag on and on. The longer the storm was going the more trouble Conall got in. He had been with her the whole time, what could he be getting into trouble for now?
Celia looked up as she felt Al's hand on her back. She didn't say anything as he asked her if she was alright. She gave a small half-hearted smile to him. "Thank you..." she whispered, hugging the blanket around her body tightly.
"There he is..." Ray had said when he was entering the cafeteria. He noticed how he straight away went to Celia and then the look he gave him. He looked at Kiyoko and kissed her cheek gently. "I'll be right back, okay?" he asked, unwrapping his arms from around her and stood up. He could tell that Al had to tell him something and he knew it was probably about Conall that b*****d.
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