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Bebop High

By: Setryochi

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“Why are we going to the beach again?” Spike asked in a monotonous voice.

“’Cause its fun,” Faye laughed.

He turned to look at her with squinted eyes, “’Fun’ is lying in bed watching old Bruce Lee movies in the dark with lots of junk food.” He looked back to the road.

“That’s not fun! That’s lazy!” If he wasn’t driving she would have slapped him, but today they didn’t need to die in a horrible car crash because they were going to the beach.

“Are we there yet?!” Edward popped out from the back seat.

“Ack!” Spike swerved slightly but gained control of the vehicle in a matter of seconds. “What happened to playing the quiet game, Ed?”

“Edward is tired of that game and wants to play a new one!” She grinned happily, “Are we there yet?”

“No, we aren’t there yet, we’ll tell you when we get to the beach.” Faye rolled her eyes.

“Why are we taking her anyways?” asked Spike.

“’Cause Ed said she was going and my mother unfortunately agreed that she go.” Faye sighed and rested her head in her right hand as she leaned against the door and looked out the window.

Spike continued to drive down the same road passing buildings of all sorts. They were mostly business buildings. Some of them looked run down while others looked brand new. Faye laughed inside at some of the buildings because they were painted a tint of pink. She watched as they passed people and occasionally they’d stop at a red light and she could watch as some people crossed the street. She looked on as a bum sat near the railroad tracks as they were going over them. He had a shopping cart full of clothes and other things found in the trash or on the ground. She wondered how they got like that and what a normal day for them was.

“Ed’s going to the beeeEaaach!” Ed bounced on the back seat of the car.

“Ed! Keep your seatbelt on!” Faye looked back and pointed to Ed’s seatbelt that lay forgotten on the seat. Ed saddened and put her seatbelt on, but as soon as it was on something outside the window caught her eye and she was looking out the window with a grin on her face.

Faye turned around and sighed leaning back in the seat. Her eyes drifted to the window and she spaced out again watching everything pass by.

Spike glanced over every once in a while at Faye from the corner of his eye. “What-cha-thinking-bout?” he finally asked.

Faye jumped a bit and looked at him, “What?”

“What are ya thinkin’ about?” he repeated.

“Oh, I’m just looking out the window really. I don’t come down this way too much, lots of stuff to look at,” she smiled. He accepted the answer for now and figured he’d ask again later when Ed was off playing in the water.

They drove along the same road in the direction of the beach, crossing over the bridge they came to another city and just three miles away was the hot, sandy beach. As soon as they crossed the bridge they stopped at a red light. The sun was high in the sky; it was only about noon. As soon as the light was green Spike sped up until he reached the speed limit, from there he continued at a steady pace until they reached the toll booth where they slowed to a complete stop.

“Tree fidy,” the plump beach patrol officer said around his cigarette, which hung from the corner of his lips.

Spike pulled a five-dollar bill out of his wallet and handed it to the man, he received the change back and the officer allowed him to drive his car onto the beach. Finding a clear spot he parked the car and they began to file out of the car. Ed bounced, “We’re here! We’re here! Let’s go in the water!”

Faye grabbed Ed’s hand before she ran off towards the water, “Don’t go in too far, and stay where it’s still shallow.” Ed nodded and ran off to go jump into the crashing waves. She didn’t have to stay and put sun block on because they had all put some on before they left for the beach. Faye sighed and reached into the car to pull out two towels as Spike went to the trunk of the car to get the lounge chairs. They kept a full cooler in the trunk for cold drinks.

Spike set up both lounge chairs one in a bed like position and the other in a chair position. Faye threw him his towel and casually laid hers on the lounge chair made up to look like a bed. She pulled off her shirt revealing a strapless top, one side of it was black, the other was white, and the small pieces were held together buy a gold ring in the middle of her chest. Her breasts looked like they’d pop out of the tiny top at any moment. Next she stripped her shorts off, underneath she wore the bikini bottom, which was styled like the top, skimpy with one side black and the other white. Folding her clothes she sat them on the sandy ground next to her lounge chair and sat down, she leaned back until she was laying on it. “Do you still think about it?” She questioned out of nowhere.

Spike snapped awake from spacing out, “Huh? What?”

“Do you still think about what happened?” She repeated.

“Oh, I dunno. I guess sometimes.” He shrugged getting comfortable in the chair. His eyes wondered the beach looking for Ed. He found her easily because her bright orange hair and her bright green and yellow bathing suit stood out the most in front of a dark bluish green background.

“Oh, I think about it sometimes.” She looked at him; he seemed to be concentrating on something that was far off.

“Think about it how?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, how do you feel about it all?”

“I dunno, I guess its just kind of a memory now, I’d rather think about the present I guess. No use in looking back on the past, huh?” She smiled at him.

He grinned back, “True,” he brought his arms up and lazily folded them behind his head like a pillow and closed his eyes.

“Do you come to the beach often?”

He opened one eye and looked at her, “Not really, why?”

She shrugged, “Just wondering, cause you never took your shirt off. Guys normally go to the beach with swim trunks on, right?”

Spike looked down at his plain olive green shorts and T-shirt, “What’s wrong with this?” he asked.

“You could at least take your shirt off, you look like a crazy Bible beater who thinks it’s a sin to wear a bathing suit at the beach.” She laughed.

His face twisted into a scowl, “I do not!” He tossed his T-shirt off and sat back crossing his arms angrily over his chest, “It’s better than wear a bathing suit three times too small.”

Her smile faded into a frown, “Its not three times to small! It’s the way it’s made!”

“You mean made for a small child to wear?” He smirked closing his eyes once again.

Growling she grabbed one of Ed’s toy buckets from a bag that had been laid between the chairs, she scooped up sand in it and stood over Spike. Spike opened one eye realizing there was something blocking the sun from him.

“ARGH!!!!” The seagulls stopped squawking, the children stopped playing, and the people on the beach just stared at the two.

Faye had dumped the bucket of sand on Spike making him yell out as the hot sand was poured onto his face hair and chest. Faye smirked and laid back down pretending like nothing had happened. She closed her eyes and sunbathed.

The crowded beach went back to normal as the seagulls squawked again and the children played. The crowds continued the fun on the beach.

Spike stood up, he grabbed the bucket and went to the ocean to get rid of most of the sand on him. He stalked through the sand and trudged through the water as the waves crashed against him. He ducked under water and came back up gasping for air. He repeated this a few times until the muddy sand was washed away. He dunked the bucket into the water and pulled it out full of seawater. Grinning malevolently he made his way back to where the car was parked with Faye laying unsuspectingly. He grinned, his eyebrow twitching as he pulled the bucket up and splashed Faye with the freezing cold water!

“AAAHHCCKKK!!!!” She jumped up screaming.

He laughed so hard he fell to his knees holding his stomach. The look on her face, the way her hair drooped, dripping wet, the way she looked like an angry drowned rat. And the way she was coming towards him clenching her fists and grabbing a chair. He suddenly stopped laughing, Faye swung the folded up lounge chair and he fell to the ground dodging the chair barely.

“C’mon Faye! I was just getting you back!” He held his hands up trying to calm her down. “It was just a joke!”

“Whoa! Yeah! Take it ALL off!”

Faye’s eyebrow twitched as she looked around for the guys who were yelling out those degrading comments.

Spike looked up at Faye while her attention was turned to the stupid boys. He looked up and noticed her top wasn’t there anymore. He blushed slightly and looked away.

Faye scowled, “What are you looking at pathetic losers!” she held up her fist and shook it.

“Uh, Faye…”

“What?!”

Spike pointed and Faye looked down. He face went pale and then red. He swimsuit top had fallen clearly to her waist! She pulled it up and sat back down on her chair.

Spike could hear the boys laughing and talking about what they had just seen. He looked over at Faye but couldn’t see her face because her hair was draped over it like a curtain. He stood up and dusted himself off. He strolled over to the boys as they snickered and talked about “things they could do.”

He tapped the brown-haired one on the shoulder, when the guy turned around he met Spike’s fist, “It’s not nice to talk about people like that.” The brown-haired guy fell to the ground as the other three stood up.

“Why you over here tryin’ ta start stuff, man?” The dark skinned one of the four asked.

“I’m not, just showing you, you should think before you speak.”

The brown haired boy sat on the ground rubbing his nose. He pulled his hand away from his face to find it covered in blood; he immediately freaked out and almost started crying. He stood up and ran away saying something about paying Spike back.

Spike dusted his hands off and walked back over to Faye who was now lying silently on her lounge chair with her sunglasses to cover her eyes. He decided not to say anything and picked up his chair. He positioned it again and sat down without another word. It was silent for a while but Faye was the first to speak.

“Do you wonder how it happened?”

“What?”

“Do you think Vicious could have done to Julia what he wanted to do to me?”

He looked at Faye for a moment, “I dunno, I guess I never thought of that.”

“Vicious seems like he’d do something like that, ya know?” She said it more as statement than a question.

“Yeah, you may be right. I’ll talk to her.” He sighed and leaned back in his seat to get comfortable.

“Ed wants a drink! Ed is SoooOoOOoo thirsty!” Ed popped up out of nowhere.

Spike pointed to the cooler in the open trunk, “Drinks are in the cooler.”

“Ah! Ed sees… Thank you kind siRr!” She grabbed a random bottle out of the cooler and ran off to go play with some children she made friends with.

It grew silent again and as an attempt to start a conversation he asked, “So, how is it that you two are related? You said she wasn’t your sister, is she your cousin?”

Faye tilted her head and looked at him from behind her sunglasses, “We aren’t related.”

“Huh?”

Faye shrugged, “We aren’t related.”

“Hm…” Spike pondered this for a while until Faye asked him a question.

“Spike? Where’s your mother?”

“Huh?” he looked at her, “Oh, hm… She died a few years ago.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I was just wondering.”

“Its ok, its not that bad. Before she died I was a lot closer to both of my parents, but when she died my dad started working like crazy. I guess it was easier to not think about it.”

“Oh, What’s it like remembering her? Does it hurt?”

“Not much anymore. Why do you ask such a question? What about your family?”

“I don’t have a family.”

“Are you feeling ok?” He asked, he was totally confused as to what she was talking about.

Faye sighed, “The people I live with, Ed, and her family. They aren’t my family.”

Spike raised and eyebrow.

“They’re my foster home until I’m 18.” Faye took her glasses off, “Just a few years ago I was in an accident. From what the doctors said both my parents died in the crash and I was the only one left. I have some distant relative somewhere but they didn’t have to money to take me in. I don’t remember anything before the crash so I don’t know who my family is. The doctors wouldn’t tell me a whole lot about my family, they said that they couldn’t because then I might not gain my memory back.” Faye stared off into the glittering ocean.

“Oh… Well…” Spike didn’t know what to say. This girl just got more and more complex; he wondered what this friendship was going to bring him. For now he’d think about what Faye had said about Julia, she may have been on to something about that. It made him smile to think that he and Julia still had a chance. For now, he would enjoy the beach.

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Sorry about the wait! I didn’t think it would take me this long but writer’s block and laziness struck me all at once and look what happened!!! R&R I’ll get the next chapter up ASAP!

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