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Realistic or Modern Highschool Is Cruel

Hudson nodded and looked at him, "whats wrong with her..." she asked. She took his hand and climbed over to sit on his lap. She curled up and rested her head on his shoulder. She closed her eyes for a second the they snapped open, "you left Lacey in the house alone with her" she said worriedly. "I can see at school of how mean she was to Lacey..."
 
Jamie sighed. "Not sure but I definitely think she is not all there she has done to many drugs, messed with jer brain chemistry. "He says he let her lean into him he wrapped around her protective. "Lacey as long as she doesn't confront Eva were good if she does.well god help us all."He said


Irish Ice Queen
 
The Lacey in question was siting at the bottom of a flight if steps leading to the basement or as Lacey liked to call it the dungeon. When Eva had thrown her in she had cut her on one of her wrists and Lacey was trying to tie her sock around it to stop the blood loss. She felt sick in the retched Smelling place and tried to close her eyes but if she did so she saw the last five minutes in repeat again and again.
 
Hudson frowned, "should we go see if she's okay?" She asked quietly as she stayed cuddled up in his lap. She let herself relax a little bit when his arm went around her. "Should we take your sister to the mental facility? Or the rehabilitation center?" She asked him.
 
Celia heard her phone buzz when she got out of the shower and she brought it up to her face. Elroy... She didn't want to seem desperate by replying immediately, but... Hey. She texted quickly before saving his name to her contacts.
 
Elroy was lying on the sofa when his phone lit up in his lap. Taking her more than a few moments to respond, he had figured she was busy. Elroy almost smirked when it lit up with her name, and he grabbed it from its relaxed position. Flipping it open, he read her simple message and hit the reply button on the phone's keypad. Then using one hand, he punched in a reply, again numerously hitting the buttons to acquire the letters he needed. This would seem tedious for most modernized people, but on such a boring day it probably just provided entertainment for him. "wats up?" the message read, and he hit the send button. Collapsing the phone, he waited for a reply.
 
She waited until she was done getting dressed to answer his text. As she walked to her room, she typed it in on her Galaxy. Not much... You? She dropped her phone on her bed and began brushing her hair.
 
As the top brightened up with her name, Elroy grasped his phone and flipped it open. He quickly punched in yet another response, "same, bored". He rolled over onto his side on the couch, getting comfortable. Outside, past the front door, he heard the distinct shouting of one of his brothers, towards their female significant other. Sighing, he closed the phone and waited for the shouting to stop or the gunshots to start.
 
The shouting and hollering had grown significantly before Celia's text arrived. "Outside town, down in the valley". Any inhabitant of Seabreeze knew the valley already; it was the local crime hole, with drugs, prostitution and other ugly sides of society running rampant. "We're in the back end of things," he added, not wanting her to think he was some drug-addled low-life. In someways he was, he just didn't want her to think that. One of Elroy's cousins came in cursing about the noise outside. "Can't get no damn peace," the cousin remarked. Elroy looked up and asked him, "what're they going at it for?" "Dale was messin' around and now she think he's got a kid or something, he's denying it like hell." Elroy just shook his head and went back to his phone, hitting the send button.
 
The valley... Celia sighed. Of course, he had to live in the valley. She flopped back on her bed and texted him back, Okay... Um... What time should I be there? Celia loved texting. There was no stutter in her texts.
 
Sitting up on the sofa, his lips twitched upwards at Celia's text. Confirming that she was actually coming to his party might have made the trouble all worth it. He quickly punched in on the phone, his large, gnarled thumbs swiftly hitting buttons, "6 would be good but its up to u". He sent the message and suddenly heard the earth-shaking voice of his father getting involved in the confrontation outside. Elroy cursed aloud, hopping to his feet and leaving the fourey onto the front porch.
 
Six... She could do that. She finished braiding her long blonde hair before texting back, Sounds good. I'll see you then.
 
Elroy hadn't noticed the phone buzzing in his pocket, he was too concentrated on the scene taking place outside his house. It had caused quite a scene, one that seemed to even attract the attention of the farm livestock. A couple of his brothers were standing around in a circle, whilst Dale was in the middle. His white-trash partner was standing across from him, but in between the two was Elroy's father, who had interjected the fight and wedged himself in the middle of the two. He was trying to get a grasp on the situation and sort it all out. Elroy was simply there as security, to make sure no one messed with his dad. After figuring out what the problem was, Elroy's dad told his son to leave and take his tramp with him. There was some further shouting and arguing, but eventually Elroy's brother loaded up and left. Elroy took inventory of his brother's girl before she left, and wasn't too impressed. "One of the valleys finest," he thought to himself. Elroy lingered around on the porch afterwards, fishing out his phone and sending another text to Celia.


"Yup, can't wait."
 

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