Forbidden Love [ic.closed]

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:59 pm

This is a modern day Romeo and Juliet roleplay between Big Bang and JonahFrenchToast. Please keep it that way ♥

♥ Forbidden Love ♥

Eighteen year old Emmaline Rose Hayes' baby blue eyes fluttered open. The Florida sunshine shining through her window warmed her cheeks as she woke to an early Saturday morning.
Emmy Rose slowly rose up from the white sheets that covered her bed and yawned. She kicked her legs over the side of her bed and headed to her closet where she threw on a floral summer dress and a white knit cap over her wavy blonde hair, grabbed her journal then headed downstairs where she could smell breakfast cooking.
Emmy spotted her mother in the kitchen cooking what smelled like bacon. Her father sat at the table reading a newspaper as he waited for breakfast. Harleigh, Emmaline's little sister was nowhere to be seen. Emmy sighed and quietly slipped out the front door of their little house.
The Hayes' house was what some would call a "perfect american family" house. It was large but not a sprawling mansion. The lawn was a lush green and it was surrounded by a white picket fence. Emmy always enjoyed simple things so their little house did well to please her. There was one flaw however. The neighbors.
Emmy looked towards the Stark's house and frowned slightly. She saw Shia Stark, her least favorite Stark, mowing the lawn. She rolled her eyes and sat down on the little tire swing the Hayes girls had had since the age of eight.
Emmy opened up to a fresh new page of her journal and started writing. Emmy was quite a poet. She loved making poems for they came naturally to Emmy.
"Emmaline, Harleigh!" Came the voice of Cindy Hayes, Emmaline and Harleigh's mother. Emmy hopped off the swing and gently set her journal by the tree, wedged between a rock before heading inside. Emmy sat at the dining table in their kitchen and smiled. A large plate piled with scrambled eggs and toast sat in front of her. Emmy smiled and poured herself a glass of orange juice as she waited for everyone else in the family to be seated.

Eighteen year old Shia Oliver Stark lazily opened his eyes to the bright light streaming through his open window. Shia groaned and slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes. Saturday mornings were not meant to get up early. He stood up and pulled on a pair of basketball shorts and a white tank top before walking downstairs to the living room. Right when he was about to sit down, Chris Stark, Shia's father, tossed a pair of grass stained tennis shoes at Shia and pointed his thumb towards the front door.
"It's the third Saturday of the month. It's your turn to mow." Shia groaned and reluctantly pulled the sneakers on before trudging outside. He opened up the shed and pulled out a rusty old lawn mower.What Shia didn't understand is why their family had so much money yet they never bothered to buy a new lawnmower. Or preferably, a landscaper.
Shia removed his tank top and draped it around his neck as he started the lawn mower.
About twenty minutes into his work, the lawn mower stopped working. Shia growled and walked around the side of the thing. He kicked the lawn mower, hard, the machine sputtered then died.
"Damn it!" Shia growled dragging the machine back to the shed where he found the old fashioned lawn mowers. He let out a groan then got to work in the blazing Florida summer heat.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sat Dec 04, 2010 1:28 pm

Harleigh Rhea Hayes

Cause baby you're a firework Come on, show 'em what you're worth Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh" As you shoot across the sky-y-y...

Seventeen year old Harleigh Rhea Hayes rolled over bleary eyed searching for her phone. The sun shone through her window illuminating her Orange and white bedroom. With a light tap she shut off the alarm on her phone and rolled over to face her bedroom door. On the other side she could hear her sister or possibly her mother moving around. Swinging her short legs off the side of her bed she stood and stretched. Her black sweats and white shirt were twisted from a rough sleep that night.
Looking through random drawers she gathered her shower supplies and clothes for the day. Sleepily she headed towards the bathroom the smell of Bacon and eggs hit her making her nose scrunch. Harleigh hated meat. she couldn't see how anybody could eat the mess. Taking a quick shower she dressed in a white sun dress letting her naturally wavy locks fall over her shoulders. Grabbing her boots and cell she ran down the stairs towards the front door.
"Harleigh Rhea is that you?" Her fathers voice called out as he stepped from the kitchen. Harleigh did a one-eighty to face her father as she stomped into the kitchen pinching her nose. "Good Morning Mom, Emmy" Harleigh took a seat next to her sister and snagged a slice of toast from her plate with a smile. Her mother gave her an disapproving look but Harleigh hadn't caught it, she was to busy looking out the window towards the Stark house. She let out a slightly depressing sigh, Harleigh didn't fully understand why her family hated the Stark's and vice verse. Her eyes caught on Dalton Stark and she smiled half-heartedly before standing from the table. "I don't see how you guys eat this junk" She stated boldly, awaiting her mothers scolding words.

Dalton Robert Stark

Dalton pulled his Bright yellow comforter of her his head as he heard the lawnmower starting downstairs. "Jeezus! Can't you do that later?" He mumbled as he rolled over. He misjudged his position on the bed and ended up falling on the ground as soon as his mother opened the door. "Dalton get off the floor and get dressed. Breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes" Dalton untangled himself from his blanket and gave his mother a head nod. "Yeah sure" He said shaking his messy hair from his eyes. At eighteen, Dalton had long since had the hair-cut argument with his parents. He had decided he no longer wanted to get the golden mane of his cut, it would 'take away from his individualistic style' he had going. As his mom left the room Dalton grabbed a pair of boxers and a pile of neatly folded clothes. He quickly dressed in his red skinnies and a white Run DMC shirt. running down the stairs he was caught by his fathers strong grip on his shoulder. "Dalton, whit did I say about those things?" His father pointed towards the two lip peircings the boy had. Not up to the task of arguing he jogged back up the cream colored steps back to his room. He stuck in two studs and made his way back towards the kitchen.
Dalton and Shia's mother Roseline was still cooking what looked like Pancakes when Dalton made his way into the kitchen. Creeping towards the backdoor he slipped silently into the back yard where he saw straight into the Hayes' kitchen. He sighed taking a seat on one of the chairs they had siting in the back yard. One day he would muster up the courage to knock on their front door but not today. Catching the stare of the youngest sister Dalton blushed and ran around towards the front yard. "Hey Shai, Breakfast is almost done" He yelled sprinting towards the front door.

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sat Dec 04, 2010 5:18 pm

Emmaline pouted when Harleigh stole a piece of toast from her plate. "Hey!" She protested teasingly. Emmy took a bite from her eggs and looked in the direction of her father.
"Daddy I thought you had that brunch for your work today?" She took a sip of her orange juice and cocked her head.
"Well Emma, the brunch was canceled due to Steve getting a last minute business call." He took a sip of his coffee and continued to read the paper. Emmy scooted her chair back and rubbed her hands in her lap to smooth out her dress before standing.
Emmy picked up her dishes and placed them gently into the dishwasher.
"If anybody needs me i'll be outside." Emmaline almost got to the door when her mom appeared in the hallway.
"Have you finish your history report for Monday?" Emma paused before turning slowly and smiling.
"Sure did." She lied. He mother furrowed her eyebrows for a few seconds then smiled.
"Alright, lunch will be around two o' clock." Emmy sighed with relief then slipped outside. She walked over to the tree where she found her journal tucked securely between the tree and a boulder.
Emmaline sat down at the base of the tree and continued writing.

Shia stopped mowing for a second to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his tank top. He could tell by how long it was taking to mow the lawn, it was going to be a long day.
"Hey Shia, Breakfast is almost done" Shia heard his brother call. Shia kicked the lawn mower and mumbled to himself as he also sprinted into the house.
"Hey Dalton, you think it's about time to get a haircut? Jeez, you can barely see your beautiful face." He teased, smirking. "I bet it's hot under that hairy helmet of yours...Luckily you don't have to mow." He said as he slipped his tank top back on.
"Uh-uh, Shia you will change that filthy shirt before you sit down at my table." Mrs. Stark said pointing to the stairs. "Now." Shia rolled his eyes and spun around and slowly made his way back to his room where he found a clean white tee. Shia slipped it on in haste and stomped back to the kitchen.
"Is this up to your standards?" He asked sarcastically. His mother rolled her eyes as she set two plates on the table for Dalton and Shia. Shia sat down at the table and began shoveling bacon and pancakes into his mouth.
"Hey Dalton, can you pass the syrup?" Shia asked, swallowing his food.
"Please don't talk with your mouth full Shia, it's disgusting." Shia rolled his eyes and reached for the syrup.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 11:13 am

Harleigh Rhea Hayes

Harleigh sighed, There wasn't much for her to do that day. Emmy had her writing, her mom was going to find something and her dad would be swamped in work soon.
Gathering the dishes from the table and dumping them into the sink Harleigh made her way back upstairs to her bedroom. Sliding into the Sunset themed bedroom she placed her boots by her bedroom door before shutting and locking it. Opening her window she spotted Emmy in the backyard, along with the neighbors house. "Always writing something" She said as she let the two windows swing open.
"What to do?" She had considered painting but remembered she had to buy more canvas. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door. "Harleigh, unlock this door young lady" Her mother Cindy said in a soft tone from the other side. Quickly Harleigh jumped over to her bedroom door unlocking it. "yes mooother?" She said in a sarcastic tone. Cindy held out a bright yellow laundry basket full of folded clothes, for Harleigh to put up.
A moment Later Harleigh had put all of her clothes up, locked herself back inside her room, and even painted her toes. Grabbing one of her many instruments, which happened to be a five string guitar, and sat on her window seat. Looking down on her sister she began strumming each cord and humming the note before she began singing.
Easy come easy go that's just how you live...
Her singing was interrupted by her cellphone vibrating. Grabbing it she nearly dropped her guitar as she looked right across the lawn hoping to see the boy staring back at her, but instead she saw Shia's now empty room. Leaning over the window seal she called quietly for her sister. "Emmy! Psst... Emmy! come here!!" She yelled silently

Dalton Robert Stark

As Dalton made his way through the house he rolled his eyes at Shia. "At least I don't look like a hobo begging for money" He mumbled as he took his seat at the table.
"Excuse me young man?" His father said placing a firm hand on his shoulders. "Didn't I tell you take those ridiculous things out of you lip?" His father said before taking a seat at the table making Dalton roll his eyes.
"Hey Dalton, Can you pass the syrup?" Dalton went to reach for the syrup, but being as inpatient as he can be Shia went ahead and reached for it.
Dalton had finished his breakfast quickly before the others and ran upstairs throwing his plate into the sink. "Slow down!" His mother yelled but he was already inside his room. Dalton grabbed his blackberry and fell face first onto his large bed. Taking a deep breath he scrolled through his contacts and found the name he had been looking for. Harleigh He had gotten her number from one of his friends at school last year. Hoping she still had the same number he sent her a simple but possibly nuclear text message.
Hey Leigh, It's Dalton Stark
Shoving the cellphone back into his pocket her walked calmly back down stairs towards the kitchen. There was a goofy smile spread across his lips as he passed his brother. "Have fun mowing today"

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 11:37 am

Emmy looked up at her sister's window as she opened them smiling. She looked back at her writing and sighed. She was almost finished with a poem but she didn't know what else to put.
"Someone, nay, something inside me,
Restless as a young frog's limbs,
Thumping nervously against my chest, throat and wrists,
I try so very hard,
To try (to) put them out like a flame..."
Emmy sighed deeply and leaned her head against the tree, closing her eyes. It was until Harleigh started calling her that she looked up, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Emmy! Psst... Emmy! come here!!"
Emmy stood up and tucked her journal back in between the rock. Instead of going inside, Emmy climbed up on the low slanted roof of the shed and peeked up through Harleigh's window.
"Yes my dear sister?" She said teasingly, grinning at her sister. Emmy pulled herself in through the window and sat by Harleigh on her window seat. Emmy sighed deeply and adjusted her hat before looking at Harleigh. "What's up?" She asked, smiling.

Shia stuffed his mouth with a few bites of pancakes then looked at his father. "Hey dad, the lawn mower's broken." He said before swallowing. His father frowned.
"Shia how many times do we have to remind you not to talk with your damn mouth full?" Shia rolled his eyes and grabbed a napkin to wipe the syrup from his face.
"I said the lawn mower's broken." His father sighed.
"It's not broken Shia, you just don't know how to work it." Shia laughed.
"Dad, I've been mowing with that thing for six years, I think I know how to work it by now. Why can't we just buy a new one?" Shia furrowed his eyebrows.
"We don't need a new one, that one is perfectly fine." Shia scoffed.
"Cheap much?" He asked before pushing back from the table and heading back towards the front door. On his way he ran into Dalton.
"Have fun mowing today" Shia huffed.
"You joke now but next week it's your turn." He smirked and walked outside. "Now, let's see if I can figure this damned thing out." He said, looking at the lawn mower. Shia tilted it back and started looking at the blades. He hit the side with his fist and the thing whirred to life, spitting grass and dirt at Shia. "Damn it!" He shouted, pushing the thing away. Shia turned off the lawn mower and headed inside, covered in grass.
"Shia, that's a new shirt!" His mother whined. Shia sighed.
"The damn lawn mower works now, for your information."
"Hey buddy, watch your language!" His father stated but Shia was already halfway up the stairs. He slammed open his bedroom door and slipped his shirt off, wiping the grass and dirt from his face with it. Then he sat on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. Why couldn't his family be perfect? Like the Hayes were? Shia thought to himself.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 12:24 pm

Harleigh watched her sister climb up the side of the shed and helped her inside. Placing her guitar back on its stand nect to her chello she grabbed her phone. "Look at this!" She said in a high shrill. "How did he get my number!"
She stomped over towards her bed and sat Indian style on the orange and yellow fabric. Harleigh was clearly upset by the text message, her face was beginning to turn a deep red.
Harleigh began bouncing on her bed watching her sister cautiously., "Did you give it to them?"
Standing she took her phone back from her sister and sat back on her bed watching her.

Dalton laughed as his brother was getting yelled at. "Won't be as hot next week though"
He said running off into the back yard. He spotted The eldest of the girls scaling their shed and climb into a window. He squinted as he watched her climb higher before letting out a small hoot. "Whoohoo!"
He shouted pumping his fist in the air.
Dalton stretched before falling back onto the grass. It would be a while before Shia would come to the backyard to mow, and by the sounds of the mower up front he didn't think he would be getting to the back yard at all the day. Dalton closed his eyes waiting for the vibration of his phone. She has to text back He thought. ...just has to

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 1:50 pm

Emmy furrowed her eyebrows at the text. "What? What about it?" She asked. When she saw the name she threw her head back and laughed. "I don't see how he could have gotten your number or anything..." She furrowed her eyebrows as she thought of the ways Dalton could have gotten Harleigh's number. "Phone book maybe?" Emmy shrugged. Harleigh snatched the phone from Emmy and sat back down.
"Did I-? What? No of course I didn't!" She protested, hopping up. Emmy crossed her arms. "I can't believe you would accuse me." Emmy walked over and sat next to Harleigh on her bed. "Maybe Shia gave it to him? I don't know, does Shia have your number?" Emmy turned her head to look at her sister, her blonde waves of hair spilling over her shoulder. "They're brothers you know."

Shia heard his brother's hoot and he chuckled to himself. Shia pulled out his phone he scrolled through to see who he could text. He stopped for a minute and thought whether or not to text Harleigh or Emmy. He grinned to himself. No matter how much his family hated the Hayes, Shia actually liked them. Both their girls were very good looking and seemed okay...sometimes. Their parents however weren't to fond of Shia. To them he had a bad mouth and was a bad influence on their girls. Luckily they didn't know of all Shia's 'bad' habits.
Occasionally, Shia would smoke but that wasn't very often. He usually only did that when he was stressed. Shia had tried to stop many times before, but no attempts were successful. Shia also drank. More often than occasionally, but mostly when he snuck out to parties.
Either way, Shia thought he was a good kid. He had good grades and all and was a star player on his school's football team. Shia stood up and stuffed his phone back in his pocket, not bothering to text anyone. He walked downstairs and decided to hang out/pick on his brother. Being careful not to be seen by his parents, Shia slipped out the back door to where Dalton was.
"Hey bro, how's it goin'?" He asked casually, ruffling his brother's hair.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 2:51 pm

If Harleigh would have gotten any redder at Emmy's question she would have exploded. Harleigh remembered last year when she though Shia was going away from college, she got to know him a bit and gave him her number. When she used to keep a notebook, she had about six pages dedicated to his name Shia Olive Stark but one day, the notebook up and disappeared from her locker last year.
Harleigh pulled her knees up to her chest and looked out the window. "But why would Dalton text me, I don't talk to him, I only talk to Shia." His name slid off her tongue smoothly as she smiled. He was an attractive boy, and she got chills each time she heard or said his name. "Yeah, I know they're brothers... But I never gave Shia my number" She tried keeping her voice steady but it squeaked indicating she had lied. Clearing her throat to play it off she stood up and closed her windows pausing as she saw Shia and Dalton in the Starks' backyard. She lingered for a moment but quickly slammed the window when the youngest boy Dalton cut his eyes up at her. "Are they twins?" Harleigh asked the question turning to face her sister. "I mean they are both eighteen, but Dalton is still in high school..." Shrugging she took a seat on the floor and pulled a large plastic container full of beads and string from underneath her bed. She patted the space next to her as she replied to Dalton's text message.
Hey D... Umm how did you get my number?

Dalton looked up in time for Shia to approach him in the backyard. With a twitch of his neck he put each hair back in place. "What do you want now?" He asked Shia as his eyes caught on a sudden movement coming from one of the Hayes girls rooms. It was Harleigh, he was caught looking right at her until she shut and locked the window with a loud click. Dalton had always seen the girls as attractive, Emmaline though, she had caught his interest more than Harleigh, who seemed like a free bird of sorts. Emmaline on the other hand was more punctual up until a few weeks ago Dalton used to sneak into the Hayes' yard at night and read the Journal Emmaline had tucked away. He never bothered to read the personal stories, only the poems. At that second his phone vibrated and he reached for it backing away from Shia. He smiled seeing it was from Harleigh.
I stole it from Shias phone..How are you? He hit send and took a step further from Shia s he scrolled through his contacts once more. The Grey highlighted bar landed over the name Emmaline He sat back in the grass and sent her a text as well.
Hey Emma, it's Dalton Stark. How are you? He tucked his phone back into his pocket and smiled at Shia. "We should go to the skate park today bro.."

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 3:38 pm

Emmaline smirked. She knew her sister was lying, she could hear it in her voice. "Alright Harleigh, but then how do you think Dalton got your number then?" She chuckled and sat down by Harleigh, grabbing a short piece of string for her wrist. Picking out a few pale orange and yellow beads, Emma pondered the question.
"No...I think Shia is older. Shia's birthday is in September...I think Dalton's is in February..." Emmy shrugged. She slid a few beads onto the string and looked at Harleigh. "What are you thinking about sis?" She asked, cocking her head. Emmy had a way of knowing when Harleigh was lying, sad, mad, or troubled. "You can tell me anything, I promise not to say a word. Cross my heart." She grinned and made a cross over her heart. Just then Emma's phone buzzed. She reached into the pocket of her dress and looked at the screen. "How did he get my number?" Emmy was more shocked than anything. Rarely ever did Emmy get mad...Especially when it involved Dalton. Something about him made her melt. A small smile crept onto her lips as she looked at the screen but she quickly dropped it, hoping Harleigh didn't notice. Emmy sent a quick text back.
Hey Dalton, I'm doing pretty good, yourself? Emmy set her phone down and got back to working on her bracelet.

Shia Laughed. "Just wanted to spend some good old quality time with my bro." He smirked and let out a soft chuckle before flipping over a bucket and sitting on it across from Dalton. Shia shrugged. "Why not? I haven't been there all year." Shia looked down just as a breeze hit and he chuckled. "Maybe I should get a shirt on first, don't you think?" He asked, looking up at Harleigh's window.
Harleigh. Shia smiled to himself. Harleigh and him had spent a lot of time last year. Unlike her sister, Harleigh actually was quite spontaneous. There had been a night when Shia was so close to kissing Harleigh. He didn't remember what it was that stopped him but he kind of regretted not doing it when he had the chance.
"Hey bro, you know the fourth of July is coming up, don't you think we should be getting fireworks soon?" He asked standing up.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 5:40 pm

Harleigh was busy lacing black and white beads onto a thick denim-like chain when her phone vibrated again. She smiled when she saw Shias name included in the text message, but was upset it wasn't from him. Emmy must have caught her silly expression because she questioned her. Looking up Harleigh began stuttering over her words. "I...Uh.. It's just this one guy. I sort of like him, but we haven't just... nothing" her face scrunched up as the beads that she had laced onto the string had fallen off. Placing them back into their compartment she grabbed a handful of wooden beads and began her work again. "What was that?" She said her eye catching on her sisters phone and the the silly facial expression she had made. Shaking it off she continued lacing the beads into a necklace. "Anyways... so when's the last time that you've seen Shia?" She asked as she put a knot in the end of the necklace. Harleigh hadn't talked to Shia since last summer: The two of them were so close to kissing, but for some reason he just turned away. Harleigh was as heart broken as a girl with a crush could be.

Dalton sat up in the grass and rolled his eyes at Shia. "Yeah you might want to go put on a shirt, I can see your man boobs" Dalton let out a small laugh as he walked over to the shed to grab their skateboards. On his way back his phone buzzed and h read the text from Emmaline. Well, that's good. You just popped into my mind so I thought I would say hey. He hit send on his phone and sat back on the ground next to Shia a smile spread across his face. "Maybe we should ask them if they want to go too?" He asked pointing towards the Hayes house. "...It wouldn't hurt anything"

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 6:00 pm

Emmy smiled. "Aw Harleigh, a crush?" She giggled. Emmy knew better not to pry so she didn't ask who. That didn't mean she wasn't curious though. Emmy shoved her phone back in her pocket and smiled. "Oh nothing." She grinned and got back to lacing beads onto the hemp string. "Shia? I saw him mowing this morning, why do you ask?" Emmy cocked her head to look at her sister. Just then her phone buzzed again. Emmy looked at the text, a small surprising gasp slipped past her lips.
Dalton was, or is, thinking about me? Emmy blushed slightly and smiled. She sent him a quick reply.
Well then, I appreciate your 'hey' then ha ha :) Emmy looked at her sister. She really did look like something was bothering her.
"Harleigh, are you sure your okay? You seem...gloomy." Emma frowned.

Shia rolled his eyes. "Puh-leese, man boobs? These babies are all muscle!" He flexed and laughed. Shia followed the direction Dalton was pointing with his eyes. "The Hayes girls?" He laughed. "If they're parents let them, in which case, I suggest you ask. They don't like me all too well." Shia picked the dirt from under his fingernails and chuckled. He grabbed his skateboard from Dalton and stood up. "While you do that, I'm going to go get changed. And possibly a quick shower." Shia said.
This would be the first time he would get to see Harleigh since last summer. This put a smile on his face as he headed for the back door. "I'll be back down in ten minutes." He said, saluting his brother before sprinting upstairs where he quickly got undressed and hopped in the shower. When he was finished, Shia tossed on a black, fitted tee and a pair of red and black basketball shorts then headed back downstairs, hoping Dalton and the girls were waiting outside.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 6:57 pm

Harleigh stuck her tongue out at her sister and pulled the necklace over her head. "Oh well that's good I guess. I haven't seen him in a while is all" She said in a hollow tone of voice. Looking up she saw Emmy blush and rolled her eyes. "Who is he?" She asked in a semi-pleading tone. She knew she shouldn't pry into who her sister was talking to her, but she could care less at this moment if she was being nosy. Harleigh picked up one of the other Hemp strings and began making a bracelet out of it.
"Yeah I'm fine why?" Her words came out harsher than she had thought they would and she sighed dropping the bracelet. Making her way over to her window she opened it again and climbed outside to sit on the roof. She had caught glimpse of Shia, but he vanished into the house before she could do anything. "Eff My Life!" She said in a loud whisper. Turning around she saw Emmy and flashed her a fake but legit smile. "See, I'm not gloomy. Only Gloomy Bears get Gloomy" She said with a small smile. Turning back to face the street she saw Dalton run back out of the house followed by Shia, she almost broke her neck trying to get back inside the window. Slamming it shut she pulled the curtains and stood in front of Emmy flustered with her hands behind her back a smile pasted on her face.

Dalton laughed at his brother as he ran off into the house. Checking his phone again he saw that Emmy had replied back. He let out a depressing sigh. Dalton was sure Emmy had no feelings for him what so ever. He wasn't even sure why he bothered liking her half the time. He contemplated going over to the Hayes house and boldly knocking on the door, but he cut the thought short and texted Emmy.
Hey do you guys want to go to the skate park with me and Shia and maybe pizza?
Dalton sent the text and turned back towards his house. A white flutter of material seemed to distract him. Turning back he saw the youngest of the two sisters Harleigh sitting on the roof. Attractive as she was, she had no restraint, nothing to keep her from floating into outer space. Dalton liked Emmy because she was so calm and not as unpredictable. Breaking his stare he ran inside and changed into a pair of Dark denim skinny jeans and a white Tee. Stepping into the hallway he saw Shia was in the shower. "Dang..." Spinning around he covered his eyes and barged into his parents room for their full body mirror. "Have you ever heard of knocking young man? Where are you going in such a hurry?" His mother yelled as he slammed the door to their bathroom. Like a girl he spun around in front of the mirror checking his pants, pulling them down a bit and switching out his lip rings for two white ones. As he came out of the bathroom he ran smack into his dads chest. "Pull up your pants Dalton" His dad said as he pushed past him into the bathroom.
Rolling his eyes Dalton sprinted down the steps and back into the backyard. Harleigh was still sitting on the roof, but Emmy was nowhere to be seen. He spun around to Shia. "Ready?"

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 7:19 pm

Emmy blushed a deep red. "Uhh...who?" She asked, smiling. Emmy blinked a few times when Harleigh told her she was fine.
"Y-you just seem really gloomy and mucky." She shrugged and slipped the bracelet onto her wrist. Emmy started sorting through the letter beads and blushed a deep red when she realized she was spelling out Dalton's name. Emmy quickly tossed the beads back in their compartment and watched as Harleigh slipped out onto the roof. "Harleigh..." She sighed, standing up. About to head to the window, Emmy got another text.
Hey do you guys want to go to the skate park with me and Shia and maybe pizza? Emmaline looked at the text and smiled. When she looked back up, Harleigh was back inside.
"Hey Harleigh, you want to go to the skate park with Dalton and Shia?" She asked, grinning widely.
With or without Harleigh, I'm going. She sent Dalton before looking back at Harleigh.

Shia slipped out the back door and smiled. "Hell yeah I'm ready." He looked around. "Where's the girls?" He asked, frowning. "You did ask them right?" He took a step forwards furrowing his eyebrows. Shia ran a hand through his thick brown hair and sighed. He grabbed his board and looked at Dalton.
"Are you coming or not?" He asked. "Let's go get the girls." Shia smirked and hopped over the backyard gate, a smile on his face. He would get to hang out with Harleigh after all this time. Shia looked up at Harleigh's window which was now closed and the curtains were drawn closed. Shia stopped and sighed. What if she didn't like him anymore. What if she never liked him. Shia bit his bottom lip and looked back at Dalton, having second thoughts.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 7:43 pm

Harleigh had a huge smile on her face, but she couldn't bring herself to say yes. She wanted to go to the skate park and hang out with Shia, but he couldn't possibly like her. Quickly her smile faded as she shook her head. "No, I think I'm going to stay here." She flopped back down on her unmade bed with a sigh. "You go ahead though, and tell Shi... tell Dalton I said hey when you go" Reaching underneath her bed she pulled out her White HP and flipped the screen open. There was an icon of her and Shia rubbing noses in the park last winter when it snowed. She shook her head of the thought and opened up her e-journal. "I hope you aren't going dressed like that?" She asked Emmy looking her up and down. "It's a cute dress, but a bit to feminine for a skate park."
Harleigh grabbed her phone from her night stand and opened up the last text message she had received from Dalton.
Hey, I'm not going, thanks for asking though. Tell Shia I said hi.
She shut down her laptop and looked up at Emmy. "I think I'm gonna go chill out in the back yard today" Harleigh slid on her boots and grabbed her cell replying back to Dalton.
Just don't want to go sorry Harleigh was looking down at her phone when she stepped out into the back yard. As she looked up she stopped dead in her tracks when she came face to face with Shia. Holy Shiz Leigh, say something! She yelled at herself in her head, but she could only stand there and stare at the boy. "Y-you umm.. you aren't supp.. Hey?" Harleigh said with a furrowed brow. She was sure she had made herself seem like a total clutz at that moment.

"Yeah, I texted Emmy and asked her, they should be... hold up" He ran after Shia who had already hopped the fence. "Are you crazy! Their dad would kill you if he saw you over there" Dalton lifted his leg to hop the fence, but was mistaken when her heard one of the threads in his jeans pop. Bad Idea he thought. His phone vibrated twice and he though someone might have been calling. Aww I feel so special now :) Dalton sent Emmy when he opened the one from Harleigh. "Say bro, seems like your girlfriend isn't going" He said handing Shia his cell phone before he replied back to Harleigh. why not? :,(
Dalton had just received Harleighs text message when he looked up to see her standing in front of Shia. "Whoot Whoot!" He said in a girly tone before grabbing his board and headed for the sidewalk. "I'll meet you guys there"

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 7:59 pm

Emmy rolled her eyes. "Come on Harleigh." Emmy pouted but it seemed as if she wasn't budging. Emma sighed and turned around. "Fine, be a miss pouty pants while I go have fun." She chuckled and skipped to her room where she threw on a pair of distressed jeans and a grey tee which showed off about half of inch of skin above the top of her jeans. Emmy took off her hat and tied her hair up into a ponytail then headed outside. She saw Harleigh and Shia and cocked an eyebrow.
What is up with them? She thought as she saw Dalton. Emmy smiled and grabbed her old board from the bushes. Her dad would never let her have a skateboard if he knew. He believed Emmy was too accident prone. Emmy jogged up to Dalton and smiled. "What's up with them?" She asked, speaking her thoughts out loud now. Emmy tucked a stray strand of golden hair behind her ear and looked at Dalton with wide eyes.

Shia rolled his eyes when Dalton was freaking out about Mr. Hayes going to kill him if they caught them. That was when he saw Harleigh. Shia grinned and chuckled when she bumped into him. He looked down at Harleigh, for she was much shorter than him, and smiled. "Hey Leigh." He cocked his head. Shia sighed and looked back at Dalton and Emmy. "Hey, I'll meet you guys there in a few minutes."He said before looking back at Harleigh.
Memories of Harleigh and himself flooded his mind, putting a large, goofy grin on his face. "How has life been treating you?" He asked, ruffling her hair playfully.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 8:14 pm

Harleigh smiled when Shia spoke. His voice seemed so smooth to her ears. When Shia reached up to ruffle her hair she just about melted into the ground. There were so many things that Harleigh wanted to do. She wanted to hug him, kiss him, throw a rock at Emmy, but she couldn't move. "Life..." It's sucked without you... she thought but knew better than to say it out loud. "...It's been alright, a bit boring, but I'm copping with it you know" Harleighs cheeks began aching and she reached up to feel her face, she had been smiling the entire time. Looking past Shias shoulder she gave Dalton and Emmy a panicked look. "What who said I wasn't going?" She said in a high pitched tone giving Emmy a 'look' not to say anything. "I just have to change is all" Harleigh looked back at Shia and gave him a smile before saying bye to him. "I'll be back out, I'll meet you guys at the skate park kay?" She said quietly before giving Shia a wink and running back inside.

Dalton laughed as he watched the two. Harleigh resembling a deer struck by a massive truck, and Shia, calm as could be. He let out a low laugh, but was struck dumb when Emmy stepped from the door. If it wouldn't have been attached Daltons jaw would have hit the ground. "Hey Emmy!" He waved the girl over to the fence where he stood. "I think Harleigh has a thing for my brother, hasn't stopped smiling since she came outside" He said in a low tone. He straightened up shaking his shaggy hair from his eyes. "Hey Harleigh, why aren't you going with us again?" He shouted across the lawn loud enough for the girl to hear him. He knew if Shia asked her she would say yes, but for some reason he got that she didn't like him very much... Possibly because he was the one who stole her notebook last year. "Score! Bro I think she likes you" Dalton said in a teasing tone over the fence before bringing his attention back to Emmy. "So Em, how have things been hangin' with you?" Dalton said in hopes that he wouldn't sound completely dorky.

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 8:35 pm

Emmy laughed when Harleigh was talking to Shia. "I think she does like him." Emmy smiled. She chuckled when Harleigh ran back inside. "Oh boy, that girl is head over heels." She chuckled to herself, shaking her head. Emmy tugged gently on her shirt, smiling. "That's why she must've been so gloomy earlier." Emmy looked a Dalton.
"D-Dalton, do you think we should start heading to the skate park now?" She looked at Dalton then Shia. "Harleigh knows the way." She smiled and looked at Shia who seemed reluctant. "Don't make me drag you there." She crossed her arms and frowned teasingly.

Shia smiled. Harleigh seemed dumbstruck. Frozen in her tracks. Completely and utterly shocked. Shia chuckled when she explained. "Sounds pretty amazing if you ask me." He said sarcastically. The ache in his heart Shia felt whenever Harleigh had disappeared now that he was standing in front of her. "Actually, I believe the text messages said you weren't going." Shia laughed. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at Harleigh.
"Sooo...your going?" He smiled brighter and nodded. "Alright..." And before he could say anything, Harleigh was off running back into the house.
"Score! Bro I think she likes you!" Shia rolled his eyes.
"Dude!" He shouted, taking off his shoe and throwing it at Dalton over the fence.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:02 pm

Harleigh stumbled through the kitchen and up the stairs. All of a sudden she had nothing to wear. "Crap!" She looked out her window and saw them still standing there. Opening the window faster than she thought she tumbled onto the roof with a smile. "Hey Emmy! Do you think you could come up here and help me with something?" Harleigh had to avoid looking back down at Shia, her heart was already beating faster than normal, and she was sure if she saw him so much as smile it would beat right out of her chest. Scrambling back to her feet she climbed back through the window leaving it open in case Emmy decided to climb up like she had done before. Looking in her closet she found one of her few pairs of Jeans and threw them on her bed. She snagged another pair of Yellow super skinny jeans and her pac man shirt. Spinning around she looked in the mirror that was on the back of her door. She pulled on a rainbow seat belt stud belt and a pair of Vans. She gave the girl looking back in the mirror a scrunchy face. "I hate my hips!" She said pounding them with her fist. Harleigh wasn't tall, and she wasn't super skinny. Yes she had a flat stomach, but she was curvy in the hips. Pulling her hair up in a ponytail she fell backwards on her bed and let out a scream forgetting her window was open.

Dalton smiled as Emmy stuttered. "Cute... Yeah me and you can head there? Shia might want to wait for his Giiirlfriiiend" Dalton stretched out the word as he held out a hand for Emmy to hop the fence. "Hey, Leigh wants you" He said in a sad tone pointing up to Harleigh who had just flopped down onto the roof. At that second a shoe came flying towards Dalton he caught it and threw it right back at Shias feet. "Watch out, you coulda hit Emz!"
Leaning on the fence Dalton jumped up suddenly as he heard Harleigh scream. "Is she alright!?" He said in a semi-panicked tone. "Somebody should go check on her!" He said in a lower still concerned tone.

Big Bang · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Big Bang** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:15 pm

Emmy laughed and looked back at Shia who had thrown the shoes. She blushed when Dalton called her Emz. Not many people had called her Emz before but coming from him, it sounded sweet as molasses.
Emmy heard her sister call her and she chuckled. "I'll be up in a second." She called but Harleigh was already back inside. Before Emmy could hop up onto the shed, She heard a shriek come from Harleigh's room. Emmy sighed and looked back at the guys who looked panicked, with a reassuring smile.
"Oh she's fine, just having a girl crisis." Emmy pulled herself through the window and closed it before she said anything. "Are you out of your mind? The guys think you are dying in here!" She said, sitting on the bed next to her sister. "Harleigh, what's wrong?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

Shia growled and threw his next shoe at Dalton. "She is NOT my girlfriend." He huffed, crossing his arms. "Why don't you and your girlfriend-" Just then Shia was interrupted by a scream coming from Harleigh's room. Shia jumped and looked up at the window.
"I-is she okay?" He asked, concern in his voice. Shia looked at Emmy who seemed to have everything under control and relaxed slightly.Whe Emmy climbed through the window, Shia hopped over the fence and tackled Dalton. "I swear if you say anything about me and Harleigh at the skate park, or anytime at all, I'll tie you to your bed and give you the worst buzz cut of your life!" He growled. Shia stood up and grabbed his shoes, putting them on and crossing his arms as he waited for the girls.

JonahFrenchToast · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **JonahFrenchToast** on Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:41 pm

Harleigh jumped as she heard the window shut. "I can't go out there Emmy!" She whined giving her sister the best puppy dog face she could. "Just tell them that I.. tell them that I died suddenly alright?" Harleigh stood and went back to her mirror looking at herself. Pulling her hair down she flipped her head over and placed her chestnut colored hair into a high ponytail. Grabbing her cellphone she decided to ask Dalton the question of the century, or so it seemed to her at the moment.
If you were Shia, would you like me? Harleigh sat back down on her bed hoping that Dalton would reply soon. "So, I think Dalton likes you..." Harleigh grabbed a pillow putting it up in defense in case Emmy retaliated. "I mean you two would be cute together you know?" She said with a smile. "Well lovely, lets go!" Before Emmy could even reply to anything she had said she was out the window and headed back towards Shia and Dalton. "Dalton!" She screamed as she turned around and ran back into the house slamming the door.

Daltons face flushed as Shia made the girlfriend comment. "She's not my..." Dalton rolled his eyes as Emmy ran off and Shia attacked him. "It's not my fault she has a thing for you man!" Dalton shouted as he got up and brushed himself off. Looking at his phone he laughed handing it to Shia. "See she likes you! and you know you like her... or at least used to" Dalton went to mess up Shias hair when he heard Harleigh come out. "Shit...Harl I didn't mean to..." He looked at Shia with an apologetic look "She'll get over it man, lets go before all the little kids get there."

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