Westedge

Chapter 4: Iced tea, Cleaning and Rejection

Chapter 4

"Friends, okay? Just friends. Don't get it over your head."

Leo Valdez & Rachel Askar

(Chapter starring Deaththenerd)
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Leo V.

I wake up hearing someone banging on my door loudly, almost trying to barge in. I get up slowly, having my hand slowly get a grip on my old metal baseball bat...

Shut up, it's a good weapon.

I tiptoe out of bed, getting closer to the door. "JUST OPEN THE DOOR LEO!!" I hear a muffled voice from the other side. Whoever it is, doesn't seem to have a bright temper. 

I open it slowly to find my sister with a rats nest as her hair, and Alexanders coat hung over her. She wore her outfit from last night, that was wrinkled and her brand new sneakers were replaced by large boots way to big for her... 

Wait back track. 

I open the door and get her inside quickly, ready to go Barbara Walters on her. I sit her down, and she looks at me questionably.

"Why do you have Alex's coat, and boots?" I ask, once again more tempting then intended. She looks at me and laughs. 

"Since Alexander was to much of a twit to walk me home, He gave me his jacket to keep me warm, so he can look good I guess. That, and he said the sneakers I was wearing were to brand new, so he gave me his boots to wear, since Misty has a very small shoe size." She says and shows me her brand new sneakers that were apparently in her hand the whole entire time. I decide not to question it, it seems real enough. "He'll come back for his stuff tomorrow, since he has a meeting with his dad about the complex this afternoon..." She starts saying and I stop her, knowing that he will not be in a good mood for a little while. 

We decide to unpack the last 5 boxes, and then organize our stuff. Most likely, no one is going to come today anyway so why not. We turned on our loud 70's music, and began doing our stuff. It was hilarious how we just decided to dance while unpacking, because once again, total weirdos, and the more fun we had doing it, the quicker we got done. Normal people would've been the opposite..

But we're not normal, are we? 

It's been about 3 hours and we were finally... done. We got the place organized and unpacked in 2 days... Wow we really don't have a lot of stuff. 

"Well, shower time for me. I'll be back in like 10 minutes. BE RIGHT BACK." Ruby says and I roll my eyes. What ever, I don't even bother anymore.

And just as I was about to sit down and relax, enjoying our new home, I hear the door bell ring.

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Rachel A. (Deaththenerd)

I glanced down at the crumpled paper in my gloved hand then back at the plaque addressing me at #65.

I'm in the right place.

I sighed and looked down at myself, purple skinny jeans, a Soul Eater tee-shirt with Death the Kid, and some gray converse boots. I should've worn something nicer... My hand reached up and pressed on the faded door bell that looked peeling and gross like most things in this neglected apartment. The tan plaster was starting to get on my nerves when a familiar face appeared in the doors small window then moved to unlatch the solid pine door. It wasn't Ruby but Leo. He opened the door and paused staring at me.