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 Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 9:55 pm
Jon stopped himself from swallowing as he got a bit closer, lips almost touching hers
-"Yeah? What if I do?"
Jon slowly moved a hand down her arm and onto her cheek. This had gone further than a joke now, Jon didn't know what the hell it was now but he sure as hell wanted to see where it went.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 10:50 pm
"Then I'd say yes, I do like you," Love replied turning her head towards Jon's hand. She had felt the change from game to something else, but she didn't know if it had happened in the past couple of minutes or as soon as she had walked into his room.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 11:00 pm
Jon caressed Love's cheek, now wondering how far this would go.
-"Really? What if I told you that I didn't like you. What if I told you that I loved you?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 11:08 pm
At his words, Love felt like she had been dipped in ice. What he had said sounded too close to what had happened to her before. Freeing her hands, she pushed him away, and then stood up again, repeating what had happend earlier. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about before she came here.
"I'd say you get in too fast," she whispered as she walked out the door, shutting it quietly behind her. She barely made it to her room before the tears leaked from her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 7:39 am
Jon landed on his butt when Love pushed him away. He watched her go then tried to go off after her, stopping at his door. He recognized defeat when he saw it. Jon sat down moodily on his bed, upset. What the hell?! Jon subconsciously grabbed his left arm, on the opposite side of his elbow. Jon stood up and opened his desk, grabbing a bundle and settling back down on his bed. Hell, after that, he was thinking he needed it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 10:32 pm
The next day, Love, in all meanings of the word, avoided Jon. She pushed herself fully into her singing, but Tabby could tell that something was wrong.
"What's up with you?" Tabby had asked.
"Nothing."
"Love, we both know that I know you better than that."
"I said it was nothing!" She had to fight down the urge to just leave.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:33 pm
The next day, Jon was awoken by an administrator, needle still in his arm and stereo still playing.
-"Jon! I thought you said you quit!"
-"Ever heard of relapse, a*****e?"
The administrator immediately pulled the needle out, undid the rubber tube tying his arm, and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him out of his room. He got Jon to start walking, being escorted by two security guards as well. They led him through a maze, and to his dread, by a room where he saw Love. Jon looked away, feeling even worse.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:57 pm
She saw Jon being, for loss of another word, forced by two security people towards somewhere. Worry flooded Love's mind, but she couldn't go out there, at least not yet. She was still thinking about the other day; what he had said had struck too close to Brandon's words. It hurt too much; even thinking about it now made her want to cry.
She turned her face away from Tabby so her friend and teacher couldn't see her teary eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 12:12 am
(( Night ))
Jon was escorted to a room, where none other than the Superintendent Reta Miller was waiting for him.
-"Sit down."
Jon sat, and looked at Ms. Miller.
-"I'll get to the point, Jon. We do not approve of your drug use or party attitude here. Yes, we are aware of your track record. If you break any more rules of ours, you're out forever. We can provide help for you. Now, please get to class."
Jon stood up and left the room, no escort this time. Jon walked to his class, still a mess.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:33 pm
Love was on her way to get a drink of water when she saw Jon walking towards her, obviously going to class. Thinking about what she had seen earlier, she decided to stop avoiding him. Walking up to him, she practically pushed against the wall to glare at him.
"What the hell was up with you and those security guys?" she asked him. She rarely, if ever, used rough language, so she was either very worried about him, or very ticked off about something. Probably him not telling her if something was wrong.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:11 pm
Jon did something he usually never did. He pushed Love.
-"Why don't you just mind your own business? It's not like you care, anyways."
Jon brushed past Love roughly and kept walking to his class. Jon got to class, but then had to fetch his cello. He walked to his room, and walked back, still disheveled and a mess.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:20 pm
By the time that Love was done with class, she was still reeling by the reaction of Jon. She couldn't tell him about....before, but she's couln't have him think that she was heartless either. And it was doubtful that he would even listen to her if she did try to talk to him. Finally she came up with a good idea. Running back to her room, she grabbed a piece of pale green stationary, a purple pen, and some tape. She hurried over to his room, and by taped the paper on his door, knowing that he get there later, so he wouldn't see her there. Using the pen she wrote eight words before leaving just as quickly as she came. Who said I didn't care?
P.S. I'm sorry.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:32 pm
Jon finished his class and went to his room, not paying attention. He collapsed onto his bed, tired of everything. Jon grabbed the remote to the stereo, which began blaring some random song. Jon kept hitting next until he settled on Man In The Box by Alice in Chains. Jon began to sing along, and while he was no Layne Staley, he wasn't horrible.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:36 pm
Love sat on edge of her bed, waiting to see if Jon would come to see her. She didn't want to get up and check herself, it might just tick him off more. Checking her cell phone for the third time, she realized that he didn't have her number....
Waiting....it sucked.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:51 pm
(( Night. )) Jon flipped over, then looked off to the side. The nerve of her... she was the one who put me into this, she's the one who doesn't care! God... it's crap like this that got me started in the first place... Jon heard a knock at his door and he sat up. -" Yeah?" -" Drug search. Open up." Jon stood up and opened the door while a few security guards began a thorough investigation of his room. They left with a few bags and bundles, making Jon feel even worse. Great, now he didn't even have a release. Jon closed the door and sat again, feeling like crap. He moved his hand when he felt something. He picked it up and looked at it. Who said I didn't care?
P.S. I'm sorry. -" s**t."
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