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  <title>We Will Fall Together - o2</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; We Will Fall Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_fromtheirony&apos; lj:user=&apos;fromtheirony&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://fromtheirony.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://fromtheirony.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;fromtheirony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV: 1st.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Moving sucks, especially when you&apos;re a girl forced to leave state during junior year. Before stepping into her new school she&apos;s already determined to hate it, but that all changes when a boy catches her eye. A certain relationship puts strains on the band and most of all with bestfriend Jack. And what happens when her and Jack end up having the greatest gift of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; cleary this isn&apos;t real, this just what comes out of me and my twins head at three in the morning. the only thing real is that i used my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes:&lt;/b&gt; i&apos;ve been on and off with this story for a while. i&apos;ve been rethinking the plot and everything, but it&apos;s all coming together now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood at my locker getting angrier by the second. I tried my combination more time, hoping it would open. 34, 24, 2. I&apos;m currently standing here wondering how the hell Zack made this look so easy. I glare at the locker, even though in the back of my mind I know that it&apos;s not going to do anything. I don&apos;t want to carry the books I&apos;ve already gotten around all day, so it would be so awesome if my locker would open. Of course, it has to be another thing to be going terribly wrong. Another thing that wants to get on my temper. I don&apos;t know why, but I decided it&apos;s a good idea to punch my locker which only gives me one hell of a sore knuckle. I hear someone laughing next to me and I turn to the figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has black hair with blond in random places. It kind of looks like Zack&apos;s hair, but it&apos;s shorter and there&apos;s more blonde. He&apos;s got brown eyes and for some reason, I just can&apos;t stop looking at him. I stare at him for a little longer until my brain finally decides to kick in. &quot;Why are you laughing?&quot; I asked, because shit it&apos;s not my fault I can&apos;t open the locker! Maybe it wasn&apos;t such a good idea to punch it, but you know. My knuckle definitely hates me right now though. &quot;Need some help?&quot; He asks, laughing a little but still managing to flash a smile. I feel myself blush slightly and I nod. His smile seems to get bigger. He puts his remaining books into his locker and moves onto mine. &quot;Combination?&quot; I didn&apos;t want to say it out loud, so I gave him the paper with my combination on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He managed to get it open with no hassle at all, and I glared at him. &quot;See, now why can&apos;t I do that?&quot; I questioned out loud. &quot;You&apos;re just not awesome enough.&quot; He laughed and I pouted. &quot;Aw, I&apos;m just kidding. You have to really pull on the lock, that&apos;s all.&quot; He stated, pulling on my lock to make his point. &quot;I&apos;m Jack by the way!&quot; He flashed his smile again and I felt a smile wash over me. &quot;I&apos;m Janelle.&quot; I said shyly. His smile never left his face as he pulled me into a hug. My eyes grew wide and my cheeks got hot, but I felt myself hugging back. Oh how awkward this was. Hugging a boy I just met. Not only that, but hugging a cute boy I just met. The hug got less awkward and I felt really comfortable for some reason. I really didn&apos;t want to let go, but he pulled away slowly. &quot;Welcome to Delaney High Shool!&quot; He grinned and for the first time since I got here, my smile was just as huge as his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and I walked down the hallway side by side as he studied my schedule. The hallways were filled with students of all kinds and grades and I had to constantly push through people. Jack was the leader, and I was following him around. I had no clue where my next class was to be honest, so where ever Jack was going I was going too. We had stopped in the middle of the hallway, and I looked at Jack. Why&apos;d we stop now? Jack looked up at me with a smirk before he nudged me in the arm. &quot;We have chemistry together already!&quot; He exclaimed and I choked back a laugh. We had what now? &quot;What?!&quot; I asked, a little taken back. &quot;Second period!&quot; He laughed, handing me back my schedule. Now it makes sense. He was talking about my classes; well at least I think that was all. He smiled at me and I swear I saw a twinkle in his eye. Jack was weird, and I really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh holla!&quot; I heard a whistle come from the side. Jack whipped his head around and looked at the voice. &quot;Get it Jack!&quot; Jack started laughing, and I was left confused. Jack pulled me towards the lockers and towards another boy and girl. The boy had his back against the lockers with his arm around the girl&apos;s waist. His brown hair was parted over the right side of his face, almost covering his brown eyes. The girl looked around my height, standing a few inches below the boy. Her blonde hair and green eyes stood out, but it was the right nose ring that I noticed more. &quot;Shut up dude!&quot; Jack said, playfully smacking the boy. I looked between the two with a confused look and Jack seemed to get the hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh! Right! Alex, this is Janelle.&quot; Jack introduced me to the boy, who flashed a smile. I smiled in return and looked at the girl who was on Alex&apos;s arm. &quot;And short stuff over here is Alex&apos;s girlfriend Cera.&quot; I laughed and returned the small smile Cera gave me. &quot;It&apos;s nice to see you with a girl, Jack.&quot; Alex winked, adding a laugh to it. Jack rolled his eyes before Cera broke into laughter. &quot;Oh, shut up!&quot; She said, playfully smacking her boyfriend. Alex looked down upon her and fake glared before Cera stuck tongue out at him. His bottom lip protruded into a pout and her eyes immediately showed some remorse. &quot;Ugh Alex! Stop!&quot; Alex stuck his lip out more and Cera pouted in return. Alex rolled his eyes and leaned down to place a small kiss on her lips. She smiled in return and cuddled up to his side. &quot;Alright, well we&apos;ll see you guys later then...” Jack said, when he noticed Cera and Alex weren&apos;t paying attention anymore. He grabbed my hand and we started walking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack led me down all sorts of random hallways and shortly he was opening a door that led into an open field. He pulled me out of the door and into the field. We walked further down until we were both sitting under a large tree. I rested my back against the tree trunk and Jack sat right next to me. &quot;So why are you making me skip?&quot; I asked. Jack smiled and shrugged. I rolled my eyes and smiled. &quot;Want to talk?&quot; Jack asked and I nodded. While Jack and I talked, I learned he really is a big dork. He told me all about how he loves to make jokes, and that he doesn&apos;t like to be so serious all the time. He explained that him and Alex have been best friends for a while now, and that he thinks Cera is the best thing to ever happen to Alex. &quot;She evens him out,&quot; is what he told me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jack all about how I moved from Florida on a sudden notice and about how I was still mad at my family. He didn&apos;t understand why I was mad at them, and I realized it was hard to explain why I was so mad. I mentioned that I wasn&apos;t sure if I was going to like it here in Maryland, and he looked at me shocked. &quot;Maryland is awesome!&quot; he said with such enthusiasm. &quot;I&apos;m afraid I won&apos;t fit in you know?&quot; I explained, &quot;I&apos;m afraid I&apos;m not going to make any friends and that everything is just going to blow.&quot; I frowned as I finished my sentence. I really wasn&apos;t good with talking to new people and I just hoped my years here in Delaney High wouldn&apos;t be so bad. Jack scooted closer to me and held my hand. &quot;Well you have a friend right here!&quot; Jack said with a toothy smile and I knew right there that this boy was going to be my best friend. And as I thought about it, this boy was going to be the reason I would grow to love Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty minutes later, I made Jack sit against the tree trunk and I searched through my bag. I got out my sketch book and my pencil. I smiled and told Jack to remain still as I started to draw him. Jack had purposely moved and I threw my pencil at him. &quot;I said to sit still!&quot; I giggled as Jack frowned. I stuck my tongue out at him and went back to my sketch. The part I always hated about drawing was the shading. Even though I only drew a cartoon, it was still a bitch. When I felt completely happy with my work I told Jack to close his eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut and put his hands over his eyes and I thought it was so cute. But that&apos;s not the point here. Once I had the picture facing him I told him to open his eyes. I held my breath and waiting for his reaction. When he opened his eyes his face went blank. He didn&apos;t like it, that&apos;s it. I started to put my drawing in my backpack before he grabbed my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I fucking love it,&quot; he said finally, and honestly I felt like a elephant has been taken off my shoulders. He grabbed the drawing out of my hand and put it beside his face. &quot;Don&apos;t we look alike?! I mean, I think it&apos;s pretty accurate.&quot; I couldn&apos;t help but laugh. There was just something about Jack that made me laugh. Something that just put me in a good mood, even though I only knew him for short time. &quot;I&apos;m really glad you like it.&quot; I said shyly. God, hopefully I didn&apos;t blush. Jack smiled and pulled me into a hug. I rested my head on his head and sighed. He pulled back and stared into my eyes. For a second I thought something was wrong, but then he pulled me closer to him. I didn&apos;t have time to be startled because his lips were pressed onto mine. I was in pure shock as he pulled back and laid. &quot;Come on best friend, look at the clouds with me. I swear, that one is a pig on acid.&quot; Whatever moment we just had, and whatever emotion I was feeling, Jack just ruined it with that sentence. No matter how shocked I still am or how confused, Jack killed the moment. Actually, Jack murderd the moment, but I love him anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <title>We Will Fall Together - o1</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; We Will Fall Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_fromtheirony&apos; lj:user=&apos;fromtheirony&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://fromtheirony.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://fromtheirony.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;fromtheirony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV:&lt;/b&gt; 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Moving sucks, especially when you&apos;re a girl forced to leave state during junior year. Before stepping into her new school she&apos;s already determined to hate it, but that all changes when a boy catches her eye. A certain relationship puts strains on the band and most of all with bestfriend Jack. And what happens when her and Jack end up having the greatest gift of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; cleary this isn&apos;t real, this just what comes out of me and my twins head at three in the morning. the only thing real is that i used my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes:&lt;/b&gt; i&apos;ve been on and off with this story for a while. i&apos;ve been rethinking the plot and everything, but it&apos;s all coming together now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car came to a complete stop and I could just feel my mother’s smiling gaze on me. I ignored her and continued to look outside my window. I looked around at all the passing students until I came across the words Delany High School. &quot;Sweetie! You&apos;re just going to love it here!&quot; I tore my eyes away from the school and looked down at the pavement. The burnt red and brown leaves swirling around in the wind caught my attention and I inwardly laughed at my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, is she that stupid? Does she not know that I&apos;m ignoring her? It can&apos;t be that hard. It&apos;s quite painfully obvious. I don&apos;t know, maybe the fact that I haven&apos;t spoken more than two words to her since we moved here. As soon as our car parked outside our new house, I shut down completely. I wouldn&apos;t talk to either of my parents. Sure, I helped carry my stuff inside, but I didn&apos;t speak a word to them. I guess you could say the dinner table was very awkward that day. Dad tried to strike up conversations, but I shot them all down. All mom could say was that I was going through one of those phases. Phase my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida to Maryland. That&apos;s how the move went; countless hours on the road, and lot of reading and sleeping all thanks to me. The only good thing I can think of was seeing all the different states. I&apos;ve never had the chance to travel, but I guess you could count that right? Well I&apos;m counting it anyways. Florida wasn&apos;t all that great honestly, but I just know that I&apos;m going to hate Maryland. I&apos;ve only been here a day and I hate it already. Not one boy went by that I thought was cute. Not one. Seriously, I am going to hate it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school bell rang and interrupted me from my thoughts. My mother’s sickingly sweet smile emerged once more and I swear I twitched. &quot;Have a good day sweetie!&quot; was all I heard before I closed, actually slammed, the car door.  I walked through the grass, fuck the walk way, and entered the school through the main door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped in the middle of the hallway as other students ran passed me. The late bell had already rung and I probably looked so stupid standing here looking dumbfounded. I realized that I have no clue where I&apos;m going. I don&apos;t have my class schedule and I sure as hell don&apos;t know my way around. Even worse, I don&apos;t where the main office is. It seriously can&apos;t be that hard to find though right? Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked down the middle hallway a little further and found there to be a lot of offices. Let&apos;s see. There&apos;s Guidance, Student Services, well actually, there&apos;s more than one Student Service office, and then I feel dumber than before. I look up at the sign that plain out says Main Office and I feel myself blush. Janelle, you are a idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I composed myself and tried to forget how stupid I am before I walk into the office. As the door closes, I&apos;m greeted with a smiling middle aged woman behind a desk. I studied her - long brown hair, tan complexion, hazel eyes, and looked at the name on her desk. Mrs. Smith. &quot;Can I help you, sweetie?&quot; She asked kindly. I moved up to her desk and nodded. &quot;Yeah, I just moved here, which would make me new... Well obviously,&quot; I felt like smacking myself in the head when I realized I was starting to ramble. I do that sometimes. &quot;So yeah, I really need my schedule.. And I have no clue where anything is...” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled up at me once more. Her smile was almost contagious, &lt;i&gt;almost.&lt;/i&gt; I felt like smiling, but then I remembered I was the new girl, yet again, and how much it&apos;s going to suck. I was anything but smiling. &quot;Your name?&quot; She looked from the computer to me and I probably should have told her my name first off. &quot;Janelle Ross,&quot; I smiled at her as she typed my name into the system. She printed out my schedule and handed it to me. She then turned around and yelled for someone. &quot;Zack!&quot; When he didn&apos;t show up she frowned and looked at her. &quot;You can have a seat over there, he might be a while.&quot; I nodded and sat down in a seat closest to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was debating whether or not to whip out my phone, but I decided against it. Better start out the new school year good. Yeah, that&apos;s what I&apos;m going to go. I&apos;m going to stay out of trouble, get good grades, everything. That&apos;s my plan and I&apos;m sticking to it. Oh fuck. Okay, yeah that was my plan before I saw &lt;i&gt;him.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is Zack, he&apos;s going to show you around and take you to your locker.&quot; I really take back what I said about Maryland not having any cute kids. Wow. He had black hair with a bit of blonde in random placed, but oddly enough it didn&apos;t look bad. His nose ring didn&apos;t look bad on him either; it was cute. Zack smiled down at me and I returned the gesture. &quot;Ready to go?&quot; He asked. I nodded and followed him out into the main hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a uncomfortable silence and me checking him out Zack asked for my first class. Shit, I didn&apos;t even look at my classes. My classes went as followed: History, Chemistry, Photography, Algebra 2, Lunch, English 3, Drawing, and Study. Well, hell. At least I get a free period off. I gave Zack my schedule and he smiled. &quot;Okay cool,&quot; He announced, suddenly taking a right into a different hallway. He explained to me that every hallway was for a different subject. There was the math hallway, the English hallway, the science hallway, and the history hallway where we were now. There was also a art hallway, but that included everything from music to journalism of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed me down the other hallways and secretly I was making a mental map in my head. My classes didn&apos;t seem that hard to find; everything was awfully close to each other, but then again the hallways aren’t filled with thousands of students right now. &quot;And down straight down this hallway and out the door is the library,&quot; Zack said, showing me to my final class, which was apparently in the library. &quot;No one ever goes to study though,&quot; He winked. I looked at him and laughed, and maybe smirked a bit too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;All set then?&quot; He asked as we made our way back to the office. I really didn&apos;t want him to leave. Um, Um.. Oh! My locker! &quot;I don&apos;t know where my locker is...” I said with a sweet smile. &quot;Oh yeah!&quot; I followed him and actually took a look around the school. We passed a trophy case and I didn&apos;t fail to notice all the student council banners up. We walked down another hallway, and suddenly I was completely lost. I looked around trying to see if I remembered anything, but it was a fail. I had no clue where we were right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack seemed to notice my confusion and smiled slightly. He suddenly stopped in front of a bunch of blue lockers and looked at my schedule paper again. &quot;Well, here it is. Don&apos;t worry, you&apos;ll find your way around by the way.&quot; I smiled and looked at my locker. Locker number 325. It was the same as the other ones, a blue metal space to place my books in. &quot;Do you want me to open it for you?&quot; Came a laughing voice next to me. I could tell he was joking, but I agreed to it anyways. &quot;You just don&apos;t want me to leave.&quot; He stated. I was at a loss for words and I could swear that my cheeks turned a light shade of red. He just smirked and continued on with the combination. Well oh shit, I guess he caught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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