Re: Sex and Drugs and Rock 'n' Roll :D

[peachie-keen]

Theo: "What was her name?!" I yell at Daz, turning quickly and putting my hands on his shoulders.
Daz: "I dunno..." I shrugged.
Matt: "Missed call, huh?"
Harlie: "That is what she said..." I rolled my eyes.
Matt: I took out my really smelly phone, and redialled.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Journey: I jump when suddenly O.M.G by Usher starts playing. I never gave Noelle her phone back. I sigh, answering it.
"This is Noelle's phone, Journey speaking." I recite with a bored tone. I sure wish Noelle could've at least taken her phone with her.

[peachie-keen]

Matt: "Who's Journey?" I say, walking upstairs. I hated my conversations being listened to.
Theo: "You didn't even ask for her name?!" I yelled, so tired, my eyes looking like I had been in a fight, and I needed sleep, but I didn't care.

[lily "the author" hanna]

[i really don't know what to do o.o i was thinking Theo would go out walking and run into Journey you have any other ideas?]

[peachie-keen]

I was thinking Theo could go out on a rampage, driving like an idiot up and down the road on his scooter lolol, maybe even crash into Noelle? and Journey could be like: "What?! Did Noelle even get the right number?!"

[lily "the author" hanna]

but i put Journey off by herself. Noelle's driving away o.o
i could change it...um, sure.
so, they're just driving down a street..

[peachie-keen]

(Yeah, exactly! Noelle could crash into theo who is driving his scooter like an idiot)

[lily "the author" hanna]

sure

Noelle: I look over at a glaring Journey. "Oh c'mon! it's just a guy!" i take my hands off the steering wheel and throw them in the air. Journey shoves them down.
"try not to kill us." she snaps.
"I'm not, je-heez.."
"or kill anyone else."
"Hey, what do you take me for? a piece of scrap met--" there's a thud and i hit the brakes.
"You just hit someone!" Journey screams at me. I throw my door open.
"Nu-uh! they hit me!" i argue.

[peachie-keen]

(so is journey in the car now? I'm confused )

[lily "the author" hanna]

well...

ok, so i thought you wanted her in the car...? so i did.
she was in the park before and Noelle was already gone and driving off.

so...they weren't in the same scene, per se...

[peachie-keen]

yeah, I knew that, I was saying about Noelle crashing the car, and Journey being like, normal lol *shrugs* :/

[lily "the author" hanna]

oh...so, Journey wouldn't no about the crash? just Noelle.
just to be clear

[peachie-keen]

yes!! LOOL

[lily "the author" hanna]

ok

Noelle: I yawn, rubbing my face with one hand. "I'm never going to another party again. I swear," I mumble into my hand, then hit the brakes when i hear a thump. "Did i just...i shit!" I jump out, running to the front of my car.

[peachie-keen]

I lay there semi conscious, my leg mangled underneath my beautiful red scooter, now not so beautiful. "mmmnmmnnnmm..." I mumbled.

g2g

[lily "the author" hanna]

[oh ok bye ^^]

Noelle: i stare down at Theo. "Oh my god. Theo? what the hell are you...sorry about...god, i can't i hit you with my car..."

[peachie-keen]

Theo: A warm and wet sticky substance I could feel on my arm. It felt comforting...

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle: "Crap..." I take out my phone, then realize it's not mine. "God Journey," i snap and open it up, checking on Theo. "C'mon pick up," I mutter, my eyes widening when i see the blood. "uh-oh. OH, Journey! I think i hit..well, i know i hit Theo." i mumble.
"What?!" she yells. I pull the phone away.
"Jesus, why didn't you call 911?!"
I sigh, "I was going to, but i thought maybe you'd wanna know if your crush was all right or not." I pat Theo and he winces. "Sorry," i whisper to him.
"Where. are. you."
"Um, just a few blocks away from the park..."
"I'll be right there." she hangs up and i look down at a dazed looking Theo.
"Hey, you're little angel is on her way," I say to him.

[peachie-keen]

Theo: "mmm..." I mumble, slipping into unconsciousness.

Matt: "Dudes, where did the gorilla go?" They both ignored me, trying to stick up for the guy. *sigh* "Theo, anyone? We've got rehearsal in fifteen minutes!"
Daz: "He drove off." I shrugged.
Harlie: "That girl you was a bastard to yesterday." I added.
Matt: "Oh, for God's sake... Someone get him back?" No answer again. "I'm not doing it." No answer. For God's sake...

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle: "Oh god," i mumble, where the hell is Jour--
"Oh my god Noelle!"
i jump at the sound of her stressed out scream. I smile sheepishly up at her.
"Hey, um could you.." I gesture to the immobile boy. she races over, taking Theo from where i was trying to hold his head up.
"I'm going to go call 911 now.." I say after a glare from Journey.

Journey: I look down at him with worry. It just figures that the guy i like has to get hit by Noelle's car. I push away his bangs to look at his forehead. the blood is starting to dry, but i can't see the actual wound. I lean in closer, glad i can feel his breath on my chin. At least he's not dead, i think with relief.
"You're gonna be ok," i murmur quietly to him, not sure if he can hear me or not.

[peachie-keen]

Theo: I cough and splutter blood, my eyes opening very slightly, just little slits.

Matt: "Guess I am doing it..." I mutter, the other two smioling to themselves. I go to the garage to get my own cream and burgandy scooter out, reving it just before driving off into the direction that Daz had pointed me into.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Journey: I jump, pulling back when he coughs. "Theo?" I ask quietly, grabbing his hand automatically.

[peachie-keen]

Theo: I mumbled non-existant words to the blob of colour that stood before me. "Ughh..." I repeated.

Matt: I drove faster and faster, following Daz's not so helpful direction, until I saw a crashed car and scooter. i was going to drive straight past, but- wait, is that Theo's scooter?!

[lily "the author" hanna]

Journey: "God, Noelle, you're so gonna die for this."

Noelle: I frown when they tell me 15 minutes. "He could be dead in 15 min.!" I argue. I sigh after a moment. "Fine. 15 minutes.."

Journey: I lean down and kiss his forehead. "It's me, Journey." i whisper.

[peachie-keen]

Matt: I pulled up on my purring scooter and ran to them all. "Noelle?" I questioned, but quickly got back to the present. "Has anyone phoned the police?" I asked, taking charge.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle: I narrow my eyes at him. "I'm not retarded. of course i did. but they were too fucking retarded to come any sooner than 15 minutes." I snap, mostly mad because of this situation.