&&Is That So Wrong??

[Natalie Whispell]

If only life was so easy
That I could fly way to Neverland
And Live that perfect life with that perfect guy
And never get old

Closed for Mistur. Keith

Sleep....Sleep....Sleep. A night full of parties is all she did any more. Well most of the time. But yesterday she kinda needed to drink alot. To wash away her pain. All the pain she had four months agao when she had her daughter, it always came back to her. And that night she was raped always came back to her. She always tried to forget about it but it never seemed to go away.Miss Natalie had been throwing up all night last night. But thats cause she was wasted last night and had a hang over the next morning. But who didn't?


Every one who drank did. And every one who drank knew all the pain they were going to go through the next day. Natalie needed to get some thing inside her stomach besides, well nothing now cause all she did was throw up all food she had in her stomach. But she was still skinny any ways, how much skinnier could she get. She only weighted 96 pounds.

What else could get rid of that sick taste in her mouth. How bout some good Starbucks? Sounds good enough. Leah got up. She decided today was a perfect day for a skirt and tank top. Even if it was raining. She still had her polka dot umbrella, so it would all work out for her. She got up from her bed slipping on her pink fuzzy slippers on her way to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and ran a brush through her hair. It was straight any ways no need for straightening it even more. She grabbed her de-frizzier and ran some through her hair. The rain always made her hair frizz.

She slipped into her hot pink tank top and her mini skirt. It had hearts on the butt pockets made by little metal circles. She got her umbrella and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked good. But she needed to add some thing else. What could she add, how bout some necklaces and earrings. She grabbed a black beaded necklace and some heart earrings. She put them on and walked back over to the mirror. "Perfect" she said to herself out loud.

She grabbed her cell phone off her bed and made her way outside. She loved to walk in the rain. Except when her hair was perfect. And today was one of those days. Thats why she brought her umbrella. Plus she was wearing a skirt and she needed to not get her legs all wet. She continued to walk to Starbucks. No one seemed to be out right now. Maybe its cause it was a Sunday and every one was at church, at it was really early in the morning. Like 8:56. Which was early to most people around here.

She walked into Starbucks. Perfect, no one was in her chair. But every one who knew her knew she loves that chair. And she would fight for it. She ordered her regular and grabbed it from the lady once she was done. She walked to her chair and sat down. She took a sip of her latte. Burning the top of her mouth of coarse. She quickly stopped and set it on the table next to her. She took in a deep breath trying to cool off her mouth.She sighed at got out her phone. No missed calls, no text messages. No nothing. Isn't that just great. Every one was asleep in there nice beds, while Leah was at Starbucks drinking coffee. Recooperating from the party last night.

[keith archer!]

back in the day, one year ago to be frank, keith was one of the biggest party boys alive. he was at one every single night getting drunk on alcohol and high on heroin, which he used to be addicted too. keith also used to have sex with everyone in sight, boys and girls alike, that's how he met his total slut, now dead, ex- girlfriend holly. he had a kid with her in fact, a daughter named caitlin, who would be turning one soon. and that, was keith's wake up call - he had to grow up, and he did.

his partying days were done and now all he did was work his two jobs so he could pay the rent, the bills and the necessary things needed to care for caitlin. he also focused on school a lot because he was attending the school on scholarship, so one slip in his grades and he was done. the only thing keith did for recreation was draw or play his bass. actually, it was embarrassing for him to admit, but he was hardly ever out, so basically, he had no social life.

keith hadn't spent a lot of time with caitlin lately, due to work and all, so today he had devoted himself to an interrupted day of playing at the park with her. caitlin loved the swings though, so they spent a good amount of time there. they spent the day their all morning, but in the late afternoon it began to pour and keith found himself umbrellaless and rushing to the nearest store, which happened to be starbucks.

he and his daughter were soaked and the customers gave him dirty glares, but he didn't care that he was making puddles all over the place. hey, that's what janitors were for, they cleaned up the mess and if there were no messes to clean, no pay check in the mail for them, so really, he was doing someone a favor. he made his way towards the back with his dark haired, blue eyed daughter in his arms. there were some comfy chairs in the back, only one of them occupied with a small girl.

keith sat down on the chair, automatically getting the material slightly soaked. his daughter was crying and keith hushed her gently, finally getting her quiet. he wanted to take her home and get her changed out of the wet clothes, since the last thing he needed was for her to get a cold, but his car had broke down and they lived seven blocks away. running home was a big risk that he didn't want to take. one lady that worked their approached him and told him in a snippy voice that he couldn't stay here unless he bought something. keith sighed, the place was expensive. "fine...um...a cookie...here." he said and shoved some wet bills at her.

[Natalie Whispell]

If only life was so easy
That I could fly way to Neverland
And Live that perfect life with that perfect guy
And never get old

Natalie looked out the window. She watched the rain drops hit the floor. Is this how she would spend the rest fo her life liveing? She couldn't just hide her beautiful daughter from the world. She could try to hide her past. But why have her daughter live this way. She watched as people ran into stores trying to hide from the bad rain. She loved the rain just not when shes where a skirt. Natalie watched a guy that looked about her age carrying his daughter. They were soaked. Well to her they were.


Natalie smiled at the guy and his daughter. Wow, what if her daughter and her were like this. She would die. But thats only because she lived her whole life with every thing. Once she moved out here she was on her own. Defending for herself. Every day going to work. Well her and her daughter were like the guy and his daughter. But she loved her life. No she wasn't expceting her life to go this way. But what could you do? She was a young mother. Living by herself. In her senior year. Wow, amazing. Luckily her ex boy friend, who is in jail, wasn't at her door step every day. Wanting her to give him money.

Natalie watched as the Starbucks worker snipped at the guy. She hated when people did that to her. She looked from the guy to the Starbucks worker. She wanted to help. But how.....? "Um... hes with me. Hes fine." she said to the worker. That works out well. The worker left not taking the guys money. She smiled at him a bit then looked out the window again. Wow nicest thing she had done in like a while.

She looked back over to him. She noticed the workers looking at Natalie and giving her dirty looks. They proably knew she wasn't lieing but who cares. Why should some one have to pay just to keep dry. Natalie looked onto the table and grabbed a napkin off the table. She rustled through her purse looking for a pen. She wrote some thing onto the napkin and slipped it to the guy with the pen on the top. Natalie Whispell.......just go along...you don't have to spend your money on any thing....just lie and say your with me..... She smiled to him waiting for him to read it. Hoepfully that would explain some thing to him. At least they wouldn't have to guess each other's names to pretend they were "friends". She hoped he would write back and tell her his name. She hated guessing games.

[keith archer!]

the life he had now wasn't one keith pictured he'd have, say, a couple of years ago. but things change and people change and although he wanted children when he got older, he didn't expect to have one at eighteen. but he didn't regret convincing holly to keep the baby. he loved caitlin with his whole heart, although having her made him have to work ten times harder.

he glanced at the girl, giving her an odd look. then he looked at the worker, she bought it. he shoved the money back into his jean pockets and picked up some napkins, drying off his daughter and her wet clothes as much as possible. but she was making a fuss at the moment and he couldn't blame her. he huddled her closer into his chest, watching as the pretty girl wrote on a napkin.

she slid it over to him and read it. he bit down on his lip. keith didn't lie. good thing this girl, natalie to be exact, lied for him. besides, he couldn't technically be lying to the workers if he just refused to acknowledge the truth. he reached for her pen, positioning caitlin in his other arm so that he could respond. i'll go along, but i don't like to lie. it seems like they'll leave us alone though. i'm keith archer. by the way, thanks for doing that. he scribbled down in his boyish handwriting, adding a small smiley face after his words and slid it over to her.

[Natalie Whispell]

If only life was so easy
That I could fly way to Neverland
And Live that perfect life with that perfect guy
And never get old

She smiled at him as he started to read it. She looked back out the wondow. She hated doing ths every time she came in here. But its not her fault. She loves Starbucks. She loves sitting in this chair. Its so comfortable. She glared out the window. She thought she saw. No its not possible. She squinted. No it can't be hes in jail. Her jaw droped, but she quickly bit her lip. She looked back in his direction. She took a deep breath. Well at least he wasn't walking the way her daughter's babysister's house was. Or her house even. But waht was he doing way out here. Why wasn't he back in Cali still. Myabe he got let out early. Well hopefully he wasn't out here looking for her.

She picked up the napkin. Keith. Easy name for some hard for her. She sucked at names. She quickly put the note down as her phone strted to play, Great Escape by Boys Like Girls. She dropped the napkin in her lap and looked at the number. She regonized it but who was it. She set her phone in her lap. "So how old is she?" she asked Keith.

His daughter was cute. But she loved kids. And so did Craig. Thats why she had Leana. "And no probelm. If some one did that to me and my daughter and they saw I was soaked. Well I would hope some one would be kind enough to do that." she said to him. Natalie never seemed nice. But she needed to get a new start here. This was here chance. To start fresh. Start new.

[Lucy Marks.]

jacob blair was a damn fool if he thought once emilie made him leave she suddenly stopped caring about him and his well being, he was just an idiot. she would always care about j.r. even he dumped her for the paris hilton worshiper who just moved in apartment 50 two days ago, she would still care about that boy.

it was very scary, sometimes. j.r. knew just about everything about emilie. he knew that her favorite drink just happened to be dr. pepper, her favorite instant messenger was msn and that she liked to walk around on the strip every saturday at three o'clock to three-thirty. and she knew just about everything about him; what just pissed him off beyond reason, what his favorite song was and what his favorite movie happened to be. this sometimes helped them out and sometimes all the knowledge the other held just killed the other in a fight. let's just get this straight, shall we? emilie knew j.r. damn well and he knew her pretty damn good himself. they often used their knowledge during their many, many fights.

j.r. was crazy if he thought emilie herself knew why she wanted to get married, she just did and that was probably never going to change about her. she wanted to get married right out of high school, it was a rather strange trait she held, yes it was, but it was something that made emilie, emilie. emilie just had no idea why j.r. was so damn against the idea of getting married one day. they were young, twenty was rather young and being sophomores in college. emilie understood why he didn't want to get married quite yet but she didn't understand why he snapped at her when she even mentioned the idea of getting married one day. and did she feel bad when she made j.r. sleep on the couch? a bit, yes.

emilie was happy j.r. even decided to step back in that apartment after each one of their fights, it showed her he actually did want to be with her and he was ready to make up and who wouldn't be glad at that? "i'm glad because you went through a lot to even get me to go out with you and to be honest, i would be really pissed if you decided to go through all that for some other girl." and ain't that the truth. she looked at him once again as she added, "and..i'm really happy that i gave you a chance, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me." and all the sudden, emilie was struck with guilt for even kicking him out the night prior, they could have just talked it out but emilie had to go all crazy and make him leave and that pang of guilt was not going to stop anytime soon. as j.r. started to talk about how deserving she was of everything he was planning on giving her, she couldn't help but lightly shake her head, "all i want is you, j.r. you're everything i could ever ask for in a boyfriend. everything. and to be frank, i don't even think i deserve you at all." emilie just looked at him as he started talking about them and their little fights and she nodded, "we fight because someone of the name of emilie likes to be a little difficult and likes to jump to conclusions. and i think we need to stop fighting too. i really don't want to loose you, j.r. i really don't." god. if emilie were to loose j.r., she would surely loose her damn mind, he was her sanity. "and who's to say i'm willing?" things were getting better between them, they were joking around with each other and that was a definite strong point. "you're sweet." and then what did she do? she took the little gifts and placed them on the coffee table behind her and then wrapped her arms around his neck once again and pressed her forehead to his, her body as close to his as it was going to get. "i love you too."