Creeping sense of dread (Zoe, Rachel, Danny)
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Rachel hadn't been at school for two days and Zoe was dreadfully worried. Yesterday she'd called Rachel's house and Rachel's stepmother said she was just sick. But she wasn't replying to texts and she hadn't been online and maybe she was sick but maybe she was kidnapped and Imogene was lying and Zoe had a huge knot in her stomach as she waited to find out which.
She'd had another bad dream last night, and she'd written down what she could remember but it wasn't much more than creeping sense of dread. This was worse than a vision, because maybe it was a premonition but maybe it was just a dream.
Basically Zoe had arrived at school that morning as an anxious mess. She had only done half her homework, and only then because she'd been using her Critical Thinking essay as a distraction. There was going to be a short test in Chemistry this afternoon too but Zoe thought she could probably wing it and get a decent mark anyway. She was good at Chemistry. And even if she fudged one small test she'd still be alright.
She and Liz had a good run of traffic on the way to school so Zoe had plenty of time to wait around before class began. She lingered in her usual spot near the front gates, where she and Rachel (and lately, Danny and sometimes even Dylan) would meet if any of them were early. There was a little flower garden protected by a short stone wall which was the perfect height for sitting and watching everyone arrive at school.
Relief crashed over her when she saw Rachel walking through the gate, and Zoe jumped up from the wall and ran over. It was obvious something wasn't right though; Rachel looked wrecked. Drained of all energy, dragging her feet. Her hair was dirty and pulled up in a ponytail and she clutched the straps of her backpack like it was a parachute.
"Rach?" Zoe asked, putting herself in Rachel's path so she had to stop and look at her. "What happened? Are you alright?"
Rachel looked up at her, without her usual smile. She breathed in deep and let it out, like she was gathering the energy to talk. "Having a bad week," she said.
"Why? Did your Dad do something? Is you family being awful?"
Rachel shook her head. No, her dad was being very helpful. He'd pulled her out of bed yesterday and guided her downstairs and put a spoon in her hand and watched as she ate breakfast. He'd put clothes in front of her and made her get dressed. He'd put her in the car and taken her to Regent's Park zoo and wasn't even mad when she refused to get out of the car because people in a crowded zoo sounded like the worst place in the world to be. He'd called school and lied and said she was ill. Today he had work, and had left her care with Imogene.
They must have arranged it because Imogene took much the same approach. Pulling her out of bed (she was stronger than she looked) and sitting her in front of breakfast. Getting her into her school uniform, putting her in a car, and driving her to school. Rachel felt like the world's must useless puppet.
"Was it finding out about what happened to Danny?"
Rachel closed her eyes and leaned forward, till her forehead rested on Zoe's shoulder. "Danny," she murmured, so sadly. Zoe wrapped her arms around her and held her, even though this caused a few members of the stream of students walking past to start calling out things like "get a room!" and "gaaay!"
"It's just everything," Rachel said, trudging the few steps back to the flower wall and sitting heavily down. "I just feel like everybody is going to die."
"Oh shit," said Zoe, who knew that feeling in her own way. She looked up as she noticed one of the people in the student stream walking deliberately toward them, but it was just Danny. "Hey Danny," she said, and shot a smile towards him.
She'd had another bad dream last night, and she'd written down what she could remember but it wasn't much more than creeping sense of dread. This was worse than a vision, because maybe it was a premonition but maybe it was just a dream.
Basically Zoe had arrived at school that morning as an anxious mess. She had only done half her homework, and only then because she'd been using her Critical Thinking essay as a distraction. There was going to be a short test in Chemistry this afternoon too but Zoe thought she could probably wing it and get a decent mark anyway. She was good at Chemistry. And even if she fudged one small test she'd still be alright.
She and Liz had a good run of traffic on the way to school so Zoe had plenty of time to wait around before class began. She lingered in her usual spot near the front gates, where she and Rachel (and lately, Danny and sometimes even Dylan) would meet if any of them were early. There was a little flower garden protected by a short stone wall which was the perfect height for sitting and watching everyone arrive at school.
Relief crashed over her when she saw Rachel walking through the gate, and Zoe jumped up from the wall and ran over. It was obvious something wasn't right though; Rachel looked wrecked. Drained of all energy, dragging her feet. Her hair was dirty and pulled up in a ponytail and she clutched the straps of her backpack like it was a parachute.
"Rach?" Zoe asked, putting herself in Rachel's path so she had to stop and look at her. "What happened? Are you alright?"
Rachel looked up at her, without her usual smile. She breathed in deep and let it out, like she was gathering the energy to talk. "Having a bad week," she said.
"Why? Did your Dad do something? Is you family being awful?"
Rachel shook her head. No, her dad was being very helpful. He'd pulled her out of bed yesterday and guided her downstairs and put a spoon in her hand and watched as she ate breakfast. He'd put clothes in front of her and made her get dressed. He'd put her in the car and taken her to Regent's Park zoo and wasn't even mad when she refused to get out of the car because people in a crowded zoo sounded like the worst place in the world to be. He'd called school and lied and said she was ill. Today he had work, and had left her care with Imogene.
They must have arranged it because Imogene took much the same approach. Pulling her out of bed (she was stronger than she looked) and sitting her in front of breakfast. Getting her into her school uniform, putting her in a car, and driving her to school. Rachel felt like the world's must useless puppet.
"Was it finding out about what happened to Danny?"
Rachel closed her eyes and leaned forward, till her forehead rested on Zoe's shoulder. "Danny," she murmured, so sadly. Zoe wrapped her arms around her and held her, even though this caused a few members of the stream of students walking past to start calling out things like "get a room!" and "gaaay!"
"It's just everything," Rachel said, trudging the few steps back to the flower wall and sitting heavily down. "I just feel like everybody is going to die."
"Oh shit," said Zoe, who knew that feeling in her own way. She looked up as she noticed one of the people in the student stream walking deliberately toward them, but it was just Danny. "Hey Danny," she said, and shot a smile towards him.
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Date: 2014-03-26 02:36 am (UTC)From:"Hey," he said softly, moving closer to them. "Is everything okay?"
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Date: 2014-03-26 03:20 am (UTC)From:"Dance," she replied. "I'm going to pretend to have cramps. I can't dance right now."
Zoe chewed her lip. She didn't know what to do, what was best. But Danny, who had done the whole therapy thing himself, seemed to think it was okay. And the more Zoe thought about it, the more she knew she wasn't going to leave them. "Okay," she said. "Let's go somewhere."
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Date: 2014-03-26 03:27 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 03:32 am (UTC)From:Oh god they were actually doing it. Zoe bit the insides of her cheeks. At least she wouldn't get in trouble with Liz - Liz would get it. She wouldn't like Zoe missing school, but she understood about looking after people. "We better go quickly before the bell rings," Zoe said, putting her hand out to steady Rachel as she stumbled up. "Which cafe are we heading towards?"
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Date: 2014-03-26 03:35 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 03:46 am (UTC)From:"I know the lady that owns Mariposa's," Zoe said, for something to say. Rachel had nodded at Danny's suggestion of tea, but hadn't chimed in with any opinion. "She kind of dated my sort of cousin, and she's in Spectre. The prog-metal band thing," she added, in case they'd forgotten.
"You know everyone," Rachel commented. Zoe shrugged.
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Date: 2014-03-26 03:48 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 03:54 am (UTC)From:Rachel sighed, still letting Danny lead the way by her hand. She couldn't believe that just a couple of days ago she'd gotten such a thrill from this contact. That she'd felt her heart start racing as all the possibilities came rushing through from his hand to hers. Now it was just skin, and she hated that it felt so bland.
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Date: 2014-03-26 03:59 am (UTC)From:When he sat down, he tried to bring Rachel with him. "Do you want to talk more about it?" he asked her gently.
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Date: 2014-03-26 04:23 am (UTC)From:"Don't be stupid," said Zoe, then quickly added "No, not stupid. I didn't mean you're stupid. But you don't need to apologise. It's... it's bad. It's nasty, all the ways we can die. But... most of us don't. Loads and loads of people live till they're really old. And planes are usually safe, and cars are usually safe, and... there aren't that many sink holes, I think? I mean, I've never heard of them."
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Date: 2014-03-26 04:26 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 04:40 am (UTC)From:"That's not real," said Zoe, eying up the phone. It was a picture of an enormous hole that had opened up in the middle of a city street, deep enough that the straight dirt walls of the thing disappeared into shadow, a piece of a house was still hanging over the side. "That's go to be from a movie or something."
"No, it happens," Rachel insisted, passing her phone to Danny.
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Date: 2014-03-26 04:46 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 04:57 am (UTC)From:"It's bad, yes," said Zoe, before Rachel could get to it's kids bringing guns to school. "It's bad... but then there are people like Liz in the world too."
Rachel slumped back in her seat with a sigh, but she did manage a small smile at the mention of Liz. "She's outnumbered," she pointed out.
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Date: 2014-03-26 04:59 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 05:05 am (UTC)From:"Do you mean after your mum tried to kill you?" Zoe asked, learning forward, chewing on her thumb.
"Just everything," Rachel said, staring at the ceiling.
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Date: 2014-03-26 05:09 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 05:21 am (UTC)From:"Oh," said Zoe, as Rachel started to cry into Danny's shoulder. "Oh dear."
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