Amy+Crossing

=Hey! I'm Amy Crossing! = ====I love this wiki a lot! I am very excited to use it! This is going to be tons and tons of fun to use and interact for the rest of the year. I think this wiki will help me with my reading and writing skills. This is because people will be answering and reviewing the work I put up here. Also, this is going to be exciting with not knowing who anyone is! I hope you have just as much fun as I will this upcoming year. This wiki is also interesting because it is as if everyone is an equal here. At school some people don't even get talked to and some people are talkers. But, for once we can all communicate together as one. As if there were no populars or low-ranked people. Not a wanna be or made up person. So I will let my talent shine and be who I really am. Hopefully you will too!====

2) "Always keep your eyes open. Because everywhere around you something new or exciting is happening." ~Amy Crossing - 9.30.11
==== 3) "As long as you keep your pride, dignity, and self confidence you can do anything you set your mind to." ~Amy Crossing - 9.30.11 ====

Thanks, Mel Sycamore, for letting me join the F.C.A.! Hopefully, these quotes will be worth putting in fortune cookies! :)
I LOVE being a Walrus! Haha! Blue and I have something in common! "I tawt I taw a puddy tat. I did, I did see a puddy tat!" ~Tweety
 * __Some of my favorite pictures!__**

I hope you enjoy the Sneezing Panda!!! I love this!! :)
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This is Lean On Me by Bill Withers. I hope you like it! []
 * __This song is inspirational and has a good meaning.__**

**__My Poems!__**
Do you remember from last year how we had to make poems that were in __Love That Dog__? Well, this was my favorite. **__The Midnight Music__** 9.27.11 (This is the day I posted this poem. I don't know exactly when I created this poem.) Inspired by Arnold Adoff

Silence; is the first sound you hear though if you l i s t e n c l o s e l y you can hear the n o i s e s of the c r e a t u r e s in the night c r i c k e t s make their m u s i c, and owls hoot their s o n g s, if you listen very c l o s e l y you may hear the wolves in the d i s t a n c e h o w l i n g at the f u l l m o o n the house c r e a k i n g with e v e r y s t e p you t a k e all of these noises c r e a t e the midnight music.

This is something I just thought of.

** __Dancing Trees__ ** 9.30.11
The trees were dancing again, in the beautiful breeze. The sun glimmering down on them, making them swing in ease. It's as if they want me to join them, while swinging their branches around. As the sun comes down again, the winds are calming down. And once the dancing stops, you never hear a sound.

I was just thinking about gum, so I thought of a poem. Sorry this poem is a little bit weird.

**__Gum__** 10.17.11
Roses are red, Violets are blue. I love gum. Ew! It's under my shoe!

**__Happiness__** 10.17.11
Everyday I feel, happiness. All around me, there is a little bit. Everywhere. Even if it is gloomy, or the sky is not blue, or there are no stars at night. There will always be happiness. Somewhere in the world. At least one person may be happy, and they will spread it among their friends. The happiness that lives in us, only takes one soul, one person, to set free. Happiness, is what we need. This is what we love.

**__Never Forget__** 10.25.11
Never forget, that I was there. Never forget, when you fell for me. Never forget, the past we had together. Never forget, when we cried together. Never forget, that I cheered you on. Never forget, that you're special. Never forget, that you have a family. Never forget, that you are my shining star. Never forget, that I will never let you go. Never forget, I love you. XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO Never forget, I helped you when you didn't understand. Never forget, that I did my best for you. Never forget, I pulled through every time. Never forget, you cared too. Never forget, that I comforted you. Never forget, that I am your family. Never forget, that you owe me one. Never forget, I wrote you a poem too. Never forget, I will be in your heart forever. Never forget, I love you.

**__Do You Remember?__** 10.30.11
Do you remember, when I held your hand? Or when we sat on the beach, with the beautiful sand? Do you remember, when I finally asked you? Or when we went to the park, then we went to the zoo? Do you remember, when you laughed at my joke? Or when we went to the theater, and then you drank my coke? Do you remember, when we smiled together? Or when we sat on the hill, to catch up with eachother? Do you remember, when I said you were mine? Or when we ate together, while you sucked on a lime? Do you remember, when I said that I love you? And that will always be true, forever and ever.

** __Don't Leave Me__ ** 11.1.11
Can you do me a favor, and never leave me? It will break my heart, if you let me be. I will fall to the ground, until you see. That I am the girl, that you still love. Please don't make me drop, and break my heart. Otherwise I will stop, don't make me dart. So don't leave me, unless you want to see me cry. And don't leave me, because otherwise I'll die. Just stay with me, and we will be. The ones for eachother, unless there's a fee. So please, don't leave me. So we can be united, for eternity.

Mel inspired me to write this poem since she wrote her poem, "Come With the Rain"

**__Sunrise__** 11.1.11
The birds chirping. Chirp, chirp, chirp. The wind blows by my window, making me shudder slightly I take a glance out my window, and the sun is shining in my face. I look away, then I look back to watch again. The sunrise is one word, overwhelming. The beautiful colors, from a red to a light yellowish. The mystery, to figure out, what color is darker than the red shown. The hills, looking pitch black, while colors exploding from above. I calm down, and take a deep breath, enjoying every moment. As I exhale, I look out again. Only to see the sunrise vanishing. Disappearing, leaving my view. It eventually leaves, I can't speak. The sight, was just priceless. I can't wait until tomorrow, to see it all over again. Better than before.

**__Sunset__** 11.1.11
The winds, engulfing me in a cool breeze. Underneath my maple tree, I find squirrels looking for their food, and climbing a tree. I follow them, and they lead my eyes to see the sight. A sunset before my eyes. Just as beautiful as the sunrise, in its own way. The hill is a medium shade of dark green, from the darkness coming ahead. The colors at the bottom, a dark bluish purple, spreading out. Then, a reddish pink appears, sharing the amount of space. Afterwards, is an orangish yellow, reaching out towards the clouds. The sight is something, no, it's more than that, it's a fortune. The colors outlining the leaves and trunk, showing the pure beauty within. I feel the tense part of my body relax, slowly leaning back against the trunk. I take a last glance, at the sunset, before the dark blue sky and stars take it. They steal it from the sky. Leaving me dreaming of the sight, closing my eyes peacefully. "As I think to myself, what a wonderful world."

** __Enjoy Every Moment__ ** 11.2.11
I enjoy everyday, every hour, every minute, every second. It is all so precious, I can never let go of it. Every moment with you guys, with my family, with myself. It is all so special, I will never be able to let it go. Throughout fights, arguments, or any other disagreements. I will always cherish and enjoy every moment. Every moment is important, it reminds us of what a great life we have. We are the lucky ones, but sometimes when we aren't, we are happy enough as it is. Do you remember the last time you cherished something? Anything? So never forget today or tomorrow. Never forget that you are lucky for everything. Keep enjoying life, because before you know it, it may disappear in the blink of an eye. By enjoying every moment, you are thinking about others, and doing something healthy. You can't imagine what it's like for others, animals, or anyone else. As long as you remember, you are lucky, special, and not take everything for granted. Then you will never forget, and will remember that you enjoyed, every moment you had. Every memory, every event, it's all stored in your brain. So enjoy every moment, for as long as you live.

**__Forever__** 11.3.11
Forever, no matter what, I will always be there. I will, forever, catch you when you're falling. I will never be able to forget, what you did for me. I will remember it forever. That one word can describe you, forever. Forever, forever, forever. I will be there always, hold your hand, care for you, and never let you change. If it wasn't for me, you would be a different person. Though, I won't let you fall, and I won't break your heart. Because you will hate me forever, instead of loving me forever. Which would you rather have? I know, you'd rather love than hate. We are on the same page, good. As long as I am here, I will remember, every good or bad done. So I won't screw up, and neither will you. Because you are engraved in my heart and mind forever. You will never be 100% out of my head, my heart. Once you entered, you will stay there. Now you know the way I feel, and care about you. Do you feel the same? I hope. I will be there forever. Will you be there too, forever?

**__Can't You See?__** 11.5.11
Don't you see; the sun shining, over the trees? Or the birds, chirping; chirp, cheep, chirp? Can't you see, the trees swaying, dancing in the breeze? I see all of this, just waiting to be free. Do you? You're holding my hand, and watching me look around. Do you see what I'm seeing? Take a glance, can't you see? You look into my brown eyes, and I look into your hazel ones. Then, you see too. You see the beautiful features around us, surrounding us entirely. You see the shining, the birds chirping, and the trees dancing. Isn't it a beautiful sight? As you look in my eyes, we register the same message. Suddenly, you lean in close. I see a hint of chestnut brown, and sparkle in your eyes. I take one more peek around us. As I turn to face you, I close my eyes. As you whisper, "I love you", then kiss me. I blush and smile. You're doing the same, and I take your hand. We both look out in the distance. Feeling connected, more than ever.

__**Swinging**__ 12.24.11
Have you ever, tried to swing, up so high, to hit the clouds?

Have you ever, been afraid, to swing too high, from the ground?

It's alright, if you have, everyone has their moments too. Just relax, hold on firmly, and swing your legs back and forth.

Don't look down, you'll regret it, forever now.

Please listen to me, cause otherwise, you may fall, and hurt yourself.

It's alright, if you have, everyone has their moments too. Just relax, hold on firmly, and swing your legs back and forth.

Listen to me so you won't fall. Gaining confidence every push, while swinging all day, everyday, every hour, you will be strong, from your pushes and your guts. Swinging will help you, so just keep swinging.

This poem may not stay on track 100%, but has a good meaning.

__**Hard**__ 1.19.12
I've been pushed, teased, name called, and suffered before. Yes. People have done it to me, and nobody ever stopped it. People watched, stared, and even joined along. Do you believe it? They...//they// Definition: to take or have part or share. //They// **did** have their part. //They// hurt me, Not physically; mentally. Nobody pushed me against a wall. I was called names, and that hurt me, on the //inside//. The phrase "actions speak louder than words", doesn't always come into play. This time it saved me physically, but hurt me on the inside, Would you like it if I did that, to you? To your friends, family, or anybody else? No, you would despise that person, and feel awful. That is how I felt, though **nobody** stopped it. For once, get involved and help out. Do what's right and stand up for yourself. This blew me off my feet, it hurt, I suffered, and had choices to choose. Thankfully, I stood my ground, but if I didn't...who knows? So, don't hurt people, because it hits them
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**__Friends Forever__** 2.18.12
Everyone has one person that they can //trust//. They can tell that person //anything//. These people are very important in life. You may have a bunch of friends. But as the saying goes; the amount of true friends you have, you can c o u n t on your //fingers//. These are the people who feel your //pain//. They know you //inside-out//. And know how to be there for you. These people //understand// you unlike anybody else. They are __vital__ to your lilving. You're friends __will__ support __you__, care for __you__, and love __you__, no matter what __you__ do. You have a //family// of friends. Now find them and savor every moment. Because nothing can last forever, but your friends will always be there. For as long as you live.

__**My Stories!**__
This chapter title's are the same way as Mel Sycamore did in her story. Though this has been in my bedroom for a while now. So I am not trying to copy her idea.

**__Every Step__** 9.30.11
Courtney ~ Monday I take one step every day. Each step leading me to a different place. A different world. There seems to be millions of puzzle pieces that I have to put together. To get there. To see you. If only I could figure this out sooner. It's been 15 years now. And I still haven't figured out these mind boggling puzzles. At some points I want to give up, but I can't. I need to get there and see you. I've been dreaming of this ever since I found out that you were gone. Disappeared. Out of nowhere. Nobody knew where you were and why you left. But, the first note I found, I knew it was from you. I even wish I knew your name. Or at least the country you are in. Or even why you decided to leave us. Why did you go? I need to know. There are so many questions I have, but no one can answer them. Only you. So every note I find or get, I will try my hardest to get to you. Though hopefully someday I will get to you. I will get to the place where you have fled to. Every struggle or problem only makes me want to find you more. If only I could solve the clues faster. The witnesses are becoming less and less. Now, I am trying to solve these as fast as I can. I've traveled around half the world just to get to the sixth note. When I was younger people took me anywhere just so I could find you. Though now that I am old enough people could care less. Including the witnesses. Instead of giving up I have been trying my best every day. I think about you at day and night, and pray to find you, that mysterious location, or to solve the note that I have previously encountered. I will be off to Europe in three days. I do not know where though. The pilot is supposedly a witness, so he will fly me over. As long as he has your word and your signature then I trust him. Hopefully, he will lead me to the right place. Every step is special. Every step counts.

Mother ~ Tuesday Where have you been? Why did you leave? Why didn't you tell us? Our children have been worried sick ever since you left. I thought you were a husband that would tell me everything. But I guess not. You have been gone for 15 years now. How did you just disappear on the face of the earth? It doesn't make any sense. You were just coming home from your business trip in Canada. The plane was bringing you back to Germany. Though it never came. We all miss you honey. It is important for us to find you, but we can't. I am still in Germany waiting here. Hoping you will come home. Courtney is going nuts trying to find you. Ever since she found that note at the bakery, when she was nine years old, she's determined to solve each clue or note she finds. Though Robert is now a grown man and is asking witnesses or people if they have seen or ever heard of you. Even though Courtney is working out the clues, Robert is trying to help out in any other way. I keep telling Courtney to slow down a bit, but she won't. She can't be stopped. Even Robert is trying to make her calm down a little bit. But it's not working. Courtney is focusing on this being her goal. But she still needs a job to pay for the plane trips and such. She wants to have a family, but she won't stop and take the time to know some handsome fellow. Robert, on the other hand, has found a beautiful lady and she loves him. They want to get married and start a family, but Robert wants Courtney to be at the wedding. And as I already told you; Courtney won't let her head stop running around. She just focuses on finding you; that's it. Even the neighbors started asking questions about why hasn't Robert gotten married, or where is Courtney. And I can't tell them why or where they are because you said not to tell anyone in the first note discovered. It hurts us that we can't find you yet. Why couldn't you tell me that you didn't want to be with us? Why haven't you contacted us since? Nothing is making any sense anymore. Why are you making life for the Hodge family so difficult? Every step we take is hard now. Every step hurts.

Robert ~ Wednesday I don't usually like to write my thoughts down, but now I do. It's all because of you! You ruined my life! Father, why did you leave us!? You leave me pondering with several questions waiting to be answered. Some of my friends think that I have gone insane now! It is unfair! The only one who understands me is Courtney, and she's gone crazy too. Now because of you I cant marry Julie. I know I can, but I can't without Courtney there. You are tearing our family apart! We used to be happy and focused on school and our friends. But now we can't, we don't. Mother is trying her best to keep the family together. But, Courtney is finding some way to escape. Courtney and you are the glue in our family. Though now that you are gone Courtney is trying to find you, instead of keeping us all together. In one area. My thoughts can't even stay straight. They aren't organized anymore, they are all jumbled around. It is so confusing. Julie worries about me now. She thinks that I am slowly going mental, and that I might commit suicide. This may sound scary, but I have considering doing it. Though then I thought about Courtney, and Mother, and Julie. They are my only family now. I used to have a bunch of friends and a bigger family. But now my life is split into two sections. Before you disappeared and when you left. So far, I like it better when you were still here. Everybody did; and now I keep saying that I used to, or before, or in the past. I can never say in the future, or think any happy thoughts. Everyone is worried and thinks that the Hodge family has gone mental; which is why nobody talks to us. Since Julie is part of our family now, she is an outcast too. It is horrible. Everything confuses me now. I am lost in a sea of questions. Hopefully you will come home soon. Please. I beg of you to come home Father! Every step makes us go berserk. Every step confuses me.

Courtney ~ Thursday (Part 1) I woke up last night. I don't know why, but I did. I had a terrifying dream. I found you, but you were dying. Dying. That is a scary word. Please, NEVER leave me. I asked God to help me find you. Hopefully my wish will be granted. I slept soundly for the rest of the night, as if I never woke up. But the effects showed the next day. I was cranky and in a dreadful mood. I had a warm glass of milk and went back to bed. Wishing for you to come home and nurture me like you did before. I remember when I was sick or wasn't feeling well you were always there. You would pat my back, told me I was going to be fine, and sang me songs. You always knew how to make me smile. From making weird faces to expressing your feelings in song or music. It soothed me, and I thought back to those times. Eventually, I passed out on my bed. I woke up four hours later, and looked at the clock. It was 3:30 P.M. I only had an hour and a half until I had to meet the pilot, who would fly me to somewhere in Europe. I didn't even know where to meet him. Just then, Mother came in my room. "Courtney, this note was on the front door. I think it is for you." she said in a soothing voice. I could tell she was talking calmly, just in case I was still cranky. "Who is it from?" I asked. "It is signed (she handed me the note), by the name //pilot.//" she stated in uncertainty in her voice. AsI took a better look at a note I could make out what it said: //Father's daughter,// //I will meet you at Charles' Bar. We will discuss some things and points of views before we are off. Do not forget to come at 5:00 P.M. This can not be rescheduled. It is a one chance opportunity. Bring a suitcase with clothes, shoes, and anything else you need or can use to complete your adventure. You must come alone. And ask for the pilot when you arrive.// //I can't wait to meet you,// //pilot// "So... do you know this... //pilot//?" Mother asked with curiosity. "Yes, as a matter of fact I do." "What does this man want from you? What did the note say?" "I shall be leaving at 5:00 P.M. He will be taking me to somewhere in Europe." I said accidentally. "WHAT!? You will NOT be leaving this house at all, let alone this country!" she yelled. "But mother!" I thought fast... "It's for a college. They want me to fly to a different country and observe other people's well-beings." I stated plainly. "Oh... then I guess you can go. What are you aiming for?" "Um... uh... I don't know." Which was clearly the truth. "Then why are you observing other people's well-beings?" "I want to try it out. Focus on something and someone else. Instead of searching for Fa-Father." Sometimes I can't even say Father out loud. "Oh... then I encourage you 100%! It will be healthier for you to start socializing with other people again. Maybe you will make new friends! That sounds good, right?" "Yea... I guess. I'm not positive yet." "Okay. Well, I better leave you alone so you can start packing. Oh! Look at the time! You only have an hour and 15 minutes left. Call me if you need anything, honey." "Okay. I will." And with that I started to pack.

Courtney ~ Thursday (Part 2) I finally finished packing and got ready to leave. I said goodbye to my room, and made sure I had everything that I needed. Pens, notebooks, journals, a backpack, a wallet with $300, batteries, radio, phone, phone charger, flashlight, books, clothes, shoes, an umbrella, several coats, hats, and the clues and letters that I have found about Father. I checked my room two more times and found two watches, a compass, and several maps. Now, I was ready to continue and complete my journey. I came out of my bedroom, greeted by Robert. He was just standing there. "Hello? Robert... you there?" I asked him. "Courtney! Why are you leaving!? I can't let you go! This is unfair! I do not give you permission to leave!" "Calm down Robert, calm down. Now take a deep breath, in then out. are you calmer now." Sometimes when Robert starts yelling Father calms him down, but I do it now. "Okay. I feel better, sorry. I just don't want you to leave! Can I go with you?" "No, you can't. I want you to come, but I can't let you. And anyways, who will take care of Mother if both of us leave?" "Julie can take care of her. She is part of the family now, can't you see?" "I can see that, but Julie isn't officially part of the family yet. You still didn't marry her, and I think she is becoming a little bit impatient." "Julie? No, she's not the least bit impatient. She is fine with it, she understands-" "What!? What does Julie understand that I do not? What is it? Why can't you marry her? Is it because you think I have gone psycho? Is that it?" "No, Courtney. That's not it. Why would that be it? Mother thinks I have gone psycho, not you." "Oh... sure. You can say that Robert! 'Oh! Coourtney is the youngest and is suffering most from Father's disappearance, she must be going crazy!'" I was mimicking Robert. "Or, 'Oh, Courtney may be the youngest and has troubles with some things, but let's only care about Robert, who is the oldest.'" Now I was mimicking Mother. "No, it's not like that-" before Robert could say anything else I started mimicking Julie, a big mistake. "'I'm Julie and I want to marry Robert. But he keeps claiming that his sister is psycho, so we shouldn't get married yet. Why would I want to marry someone who's related to a crazy person anyway!?'" "DON'T EVER MIMIC JULIE OR MOTHER EVER AGAIN!" he bellowed. But, I was losing control. "'Hi, I'm Father. And I want to make things tough for my family so I am going to leave and go to a different country. I won't tell my wife or family though, so I don't hurt their feelings. Maybe, I will even leave letters and clues around so my family will have to solve each clue and suffer! That sounds like a good idea!'" now I was done. "COURNTEY! WHY ARE YOU THINKING LIKE THIS!? THIS ISN'T YOU! NOW SHUT UP AND STAND STILL!" there was impatience and fury in his voice. "WELL, **I'M** SORRY FOR NOT BEING A PERFECT YOUNGER SISTER THAT YOU'VE ALWAYS DREAMED OF! **I'M** SORRY THAT FATHER LEFT! **I'M** SORRY FOR NOT LETTING YOU MARRY JULIE! **I'M** SORRY FOR EVERYTHING, BECAUSE I GUESS **EVERYTHING** IS **MY** FAULT!" Robert now had a look of surprise on his face. He knew that I was just angry for no good reason. "Shhh Courtney. Calm down." he put his finger to my lips. "Calm down, take a deep breath." Sometimes when I start yelling Robert has to calm me down, like I do for him. "Okay, okay. Thanks Robert. I don't know why I did any of that. I'm sorry." "It's okay. I'm sorry too, but anyway where are you going." I knew that question so I pulled him into my room. "Why are we in your room?" "I can't let Mother hear us." I said in a whisper. "What? Why can't Mother hear us?" he asked in a loud voice. "Shh! And it's because I kind of, maybe, lied to her." "Courtney! You shouldn't have lied to her! Well, tell my why you lied to her first." "Well, I said that I was going to some country in Europe, so I can observe other people's well-beings." "How did you pull that off?" "I said it was for college." I said in the quietest sound I could make. "Oh, that is probably why she said yes. I got it, okay then why are you really going to some other country?" "Wait, you're not mad at me?" "Nope. Not unless the reason is really ridiculous." "Well, I got a call from this pilot saying that he knew Father. So, I said what do you know about him? And he replied, saying that Father wanted him to take me to this certain country." "So, you just said okay?" "No, don't be silly. I asked him if he had a paper saying that Father told him to do this, with Father's signature." "What did he say?" "He said he did, and then I got to see the paper stating that clearly." "Did it have Father's signature on it?" "Yes, it did. But it was sloppy so I couldn't make out a name. But, I trusted him so he told me to meet him at Charles' Bar at 5:00." "Okay. I believe you, but why can't I come. I am you brother and Father's son after all." "I know you are, he does too. But he said nobody else. Just me." "Okay, fine. You can go. But you have to have your cell phone on you at all times." "I do, I brought a charger and everything." "Look at the time! It's 4:40! You better get going." As I headed out of my room I turned around and saw Robert. He was just sitting on my bed with a huge grin on his face. He deserved to get married. "Hey Robert!" "Yeah sis?" "Can you do me a favor?" "Sure, whatever. I promise." "Okay then. I want you to ask Julie to marry you today." "What!? I would, but I don't have a ring." he said with a frown upon his face. He knew we didn't have enough money to buy anything like that. The money was only for food and emergencies. "Check the top shelf on top of the closet." He looked there and was sure to find a ring. "Where did you get this?" he was staring at the ring. "Mother gave it to me. But, I rather Julie has it." "Are you sure?" "Absolutely! Now go ask her." "Okay. I will!" he stated happily. With that he gave me a hug and kissed me farewell. Then, he was off. When I saw Mother she gave me a hug and a kiss. "Contact me whenever you need me." she told me. "I will. I promise." Then, I headed out the front door with the note in my hand and a smile on my face. I was excited, I completed one step already. Every step brings confidence. Every step is happiness.

Courtney ~ Thursday-Friday (Part 3) As I walked over to Charles' Bar, I took a glance at all of my surroundings for another time. I forgot how lovely and peaceful it is in Sweden. This was my home, yeah "was". I had a feeling in my gut that this would be my last time here, so I looked around at my home. It was beautiful outside, the sun was still well up and the sky had a couple clouds on top of a bluish pink sky. I considered forgetting that none of this happened and to just turn around and jump into my mother's arms, but I thought again and knew it was wrong. So, I proceeded to walk forward without turning back. My smile on my face was now turned into a serious face; my brother told me I looked more mature this way. Finally, after a few "hellos" and "how are you?s" I reached Charles' Bar at exactly 5 o'clock. I asked to see "pilot" and the waitress took me to it, well him, in a heartbeat. She seemed kind of terrified and shocked at the look of me talking and asking for him, but I ignored the fact and sat down across from him. He was looking down while smoking a cigar, is he really the man who knew my father? Him? He seemed to have a few scars across his face, one one his right cheek from his temple to the corner of his mouth and one on the left side of his nose. For some reason I reached for my bag and coat ready to leave, but then he cut off my actions. "Hmmm..." he mumbled. "Um, hello? Sir?" I asked him in a calm tone. "Hmmm..."he mumbled a bit louder. "Hello? Sir?" I asked louder. "Hmmm..." he mumbled even louder. "Sir?" I asked again. "Hmmm..." he mumbled for the fourth time. He didn't seem like he was answering to the phrase "sir" so I said his only other name I knew. "Pilot!? Are you awake? Do you hear me?" I asked with a bit of anger in my voice waiting to break free. "Huh? Oh, hello madame. I was taking a bit of a nap." "And why were you doing that may I ask?" "Well, you did come late you know?" "What!? I did not come late! You specifically said 5:00, and I came at 5:00 right on the dot." "Hmm, perhaps you did. Well I didn't notice, I wasn't greeted upon you. So it is you to blame." "Why me to blame? I said "sir" three times! You should've warned me you were going to go to sleep!" One more comment and I was going to explode. "You know you sound just like your father, he was just like you." That caught me off guard, I guess he did know my father, but he is saying things at the wrong time. So I attacked, well with my words. "You! NEVER talk about my father in front of me! Especially since I didn't mention him! Yes, I know I came here about this, but you should never talk about him when I am right here! I don't even know how you can even say that he is just like me when I know nothing about him!!!! This is absurd!" I yelled and everybody stared. You could here a pin drop in this place. I grabbed my bag and coat ferociously and stormed out of Charles' Bar. "Are you okay miss?" a gentlemen asked me about my age. "Yes, I am. Just a bit shocked and hurt." I said quietly. I started to walk at a faster pace. "No, wait!" The stranger grabbed my arm and made me halt. "Yes?" I said in a sarcastic way, I was not in a good mood. "Well, I wanted to talk to you." "If you haven't noticed you just stopped me in my tracks and I was forced to listen to you babble on. Yet, now when I listen you give me the most obvious answer." "Sorry miss, it's just-" "That's another thing." I cut him short. "Yes mi-" "don't say that! Stop calling me "miss". My name is Courtney Hodge. Courtney is fine." "Oh, well //Courtney//. My name is Ashton. It is a pleasure to meet you." "Yeah, you too. Another thing, please just talk regular with me. No fancy words or anything. That's not my type and I'm nothing like that." "That's a relief. I hate talking formally just as much as you do. I despise it." "Good! Then we're on the same page I guess. Anyways, you stopped me for a reason.. Didn't you?" I asked with a bunch of curiosity in my mind. "I wanted to know if you needed any company or explain things to anybody? Because you made quite the scene in there about 5 minutes ago." "Oh, I don't feel like talking about it. It looks like it is getting late. I gotta go." I started jogging, thankfully I jog around the neighborhood. So I was in excellent shape for an 18 year old. "What? Not again..." I heard him whisper to himself with a smile on his face. I turned around and he wasn't behind me. I stopped to take a few breaths of air. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I see him come around out of the glimpse of my eye. Then he tackles me and I'm passed out. "Oops" that was the last word I heard before passing out. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...... I woke up in my room, on my bed, still in my clothes. I looked at the clock. I almost did a double take, it was 9:30 in the morning! I get out of my bed finding Ashton in my chair fast asleep. A million questions went through my head. Why is he here? Did he take me home? Was he here all night? Did he look after me? Was he sorry for tackling me? Where is Robert? Where is Mother? Where is Father? And most of all, where is that bastard, pilot!?? Well, I knew one answer, my Father disappeared 15 years ago. I started to backtrack on what happened yesterday. This is what I came up with: -Today is Friday -Yesterday was Thursday -Had a nightmare -Got up later -Mother came in room -gave me a note -from //pilot// - said: -meet him at Charles' Bare -at 5:00 -Told Mother -flipped out -lied to her said:we -for college -finally approved -Robert stopped me -told him what I'm doing -I yelled at him -mocked him, Julie, Mother and Father -he got mad at me -yelled at me -I apologized -finally approved of me going -told him to ask Julie to marry him today -gave him ring Mother gave me -was happy -gave me a hug -Left house -left at 4:45ish -looked around -said my goodbyes -Arrived at Charles' Bar -asked for //pilot// -waitress took me to him -saw him -was surprised -took me awhile to wake him -facts about him: -has a scar on his right cheek from temple to mouth -has a scar on the left side of his nose -seemed a bit heavy -seemed a bit drunk -doesn't reply/wake to the name "sir" -heavy sleeper(i think) -only replies to //pilot// or any other name I don't know about -definitely knows Father -seems self centered (doesn't care much about others' feelings) -gave a bad impression on himself when I met him -stormed out of there when talked about me being like Father (yeled at him first) -when stormed out it was silent -young handsome name-Ashton-followed me home -Walk with Ashton -talked a bit -knows my name now -stopped me on my way home -I said I had to go when he asked what happened -ended up going around the houses -I thought I ran him out -out of corner of my eye saw him coming -he tackled me to the ground -I passed out There. That was everything that happened yesterday in a brief, short version. It sounded just about right. I looked at Ashton in my chair. Father gave me that chair apparently. Mother said it was gift she found from he after he left. I've never s\sat in the chair. Nobody has, now Ashton is the first. Now I knew it was sturdy and well-built. I looked at Ashton again and recognized how handsome he was. He had a medium colored brown hair that was short, but allowed him to have a it of bangs. He seemed well-built and strong. Well, that makes sense since he ran me out yesterday. O guess that also means he is smart. I remembered his sparkling hazel eyes with a hint of brown in them that went perfectly with his hair. Now, I wonder how I never noticed the day before? He doesn't have an accent, like me. He still had his black cotton jacket on. I guess that answers another question. Yes, he stayed here overnight because of what happened. I laid on my back on my bed and looked at the ceiling. Then I remembered, Mother! Robert! I need to see them! I jumped up startling Ashton a bit, but he was still asleep. (Guess he's a heavy sleeper too.) I ran into the kitchen expecting to see Robert in his pajamas, drinking a cup of coffee and tapping his fingers on the table. And Mother at the stove making eggs, sunny side up, just the way Robert and I like it. When I entered they were nowhere to be found. The grin on my face went down into a huge frown. I searched their bedrooms, outside, the family room, the bathrooms, the attic, and even the basement! They weren't there and I thought they just went out to the market for a bit. But then I looked at the calendar and saw a note. It was on a red paper and had a note written in black sharpie on it. I read it in my mind once and couldn't believe it. So I read it again three more times in my head. Then one more time aloud. It said: //Courtney,// //Your mother and brother needed to discuss "important" business with me. They're cell phones are off so you will have no luck calling or contacting them in any way. Three down, now one to go. Or maybe I'll let you suffer and have you go crazy, the same way you were with your father's disappearance. We left a while ago. So good luck finding us, who knows they might be dead by then. Have a great day!// //~ Question mark// Why didn't he just write "?"? Who knows, but he stole Mother and Robert! I ran into my room and tripped over floor which I forgot is raised a bit. Ashton was still fast asleep;yup, I was right he is a heavy sleeper. Then, the floor squeaked when I landed on my bed. I felt a hand on my shoulder and found it to belong to Ashton. He sat on the bed next to me and held me close as if I have known him for years. But I haven't, either way it still felt comforting. So I fell asleep in his arms, wiped out for the second time in two days. I fell asleep thinking:'Now I answered two more questions. Robert and Mother are being held hostage, great. Well Courtney, now you know who stole Father. Question mark.' Every step can be shocking. Every step answers another question.

**__Songs__**
Hey you guys! I have this little secret talent that I can change the lyrics to any song in a minute! (well kind of) Well, I decided to post a song so tell me what you think! Oh, and by the way, the syllables aren't exact throughout the whole song! Sorry, I tried my best!

__**The Outsiders Song**__ Pumped Up Kicks by Foster The People 11.1.11
There are two types of gangs There is one on the east side and one on the west They both like different things They are the Greasers and the Socs

But they both like to fight And the Greasers are poor and the Socs are rich Even though they are equal They just don't want to act it and they don't want to show it

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======= All the other people Are in their own gang It's the Greasers or Socs They're both the same
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Both of the gangs Are diff-er-ent And they will fight right back So you better watch it

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======== Ponyboy's a greaser His brothers are Soda and the other one's Darry Two-Bit, Steve, Dally, Johnny And they are a great gang and they support eachother But Dally and Johnny die

But they still are together And they always will be Now the Socs seem different But they really aren't Though they sure act it


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 * Instrumental and Whistling**


 * Chorus x4**

That is the song! Sorry if it wasn't what you expected. This is kind of rushed because of time limit. But I hope you liked it! Thanks!

This is really random, but I love the color** lavender **! It is a very pretty color, and I am just in love with it! So I'm just going to do this to show my true passion!

=**Lavender! **=