I woke up what felt like minutes, but was really hours later by my blanket gently beng pulled back. Someone poked my cheek and I opened my eyes to see a pair of dark eyes watching me. I sat up quickly, hitting my head on the cieling. I rubbed my sore head and frowned at the person who now sat at the end of my bed.
"Uh," I said flipping my light on, "Oh, George, Hi."
"Hi," he said shyly, "Erm, Midnight said you had candy."
I looked at him for a second then we both climbed down from my bed. I icked up my book bag and pulle dout my baggy of chocolates. I held it out to him and he gingerly and pulled out a Hershey Kiss.
He unwrapped it and popped it in his mouth. I took one for my self and got a few more out for hiim before puttin ghte baggy back in my book bag.
He had a couple more pieces af candy before he sat down on Midnight's bed. I sat down next to him and watched him curiously.
"So," he said quietly, "what's your name?'
"Taylor," I said biting my lip, "Taylor McKenzie."
"Well then Taylor McKenzie," George said, "Why're you here? You seem normal enough to me."
"Oh, my cousin got me a spot here. My parents split and I didn't have anywhere else to go." I said with a sigh.
"Oh," George said. He seemed so sad and I was becoming more and more curious at why he was here as well, "Thanks for the kisses." he said, instantly turning a bright shade of red for what he'd said.
"You're welcome, George," I said with a giggle, "I have plenty if you ever want any more...Candy I mean."
He giggled for the first time I've met him. He smiled at me and I bit my lip as Midnight came in with a short boy with peircing blue eyes and a big nose.
"Hi Tay!" she said loudly, "I see Georgie found you."
George looked at me shyly, then got up quickly and left the room. I frowned slightly and Midnight shrugged.
The boy who was with her was running around the room putting things away. I watched him as he picked up my book bag and hung it up on a hook by the door.
"Uh, who's he?" I asked pointing to him.
Midnight looked at me blankly, "That's Richie," she said like I was already supposed to know that, "He's George's room mate."
I nod my understanding and watch as Midnight puts her hand on Richie's shoulder and stops him from cleaning our room.
"Why's he here then?" I asked with a sigh.
"He's a neat freak," she said simply as Richie sits down cross-legged in the floor, "His parents were messy people when he was little, so he came here because he doesn't like messes."
I nidded again and he looked at me curiously, "George said you talked to him." he said plainly.
"Yeah, but I don't see why that's such a big deal." I said shrugging.
"Nobody besides me and Midnight and John and Paul talk to him." he said being very calm and quiet.
"Why not?" i asked, "He seemed alright to me."
"Well he's a bit strange compared to the other students here." Midnight said with a shrug.
"How's that?" I asked. There was suddenly a loud bell sounding somewhere in the hall and Richie and Midnight got up and left the room. I frowned, because I had no idea what was going on.
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Crackerbox Palace
FanfictionWhile at a school for troubled teens, Taylor meets a boy by the name of George Harrison. While she'd there, she finds he's got more troubles and problems than she does. He hears voices in his head sometimes, and these voices can be scary at times. S...