The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before he mother could reply.

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before he mother could reply.

Her mother scruched up her face as Rachel ran out the door to who knows where.

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before he mother could reply.

Her mother scruched up her face as Rachel ran out the door to who knows where.

"She'll be back," she thought.  "She always comes back."

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

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Her mother scruched up her face as Rachel ran out the door to who knows where.

"She'll be back," she thought.  "She always comes back."

I removed these two lines since they forced Rachel to be in two places at once.  Rachel is at school, not at home.  She was on the phone with her mother, not talking in person.

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.

The Cast:
Fred is an average jock(not a star player or anything) who just graduated high school and is still confused about who he is.

Rachel is an intense girl who speaks plainly about how she feels.

Mary is Rachel's overprotective mother.

Bubba Joe is a high school dropout who works stocking shelves down at the local Quicky Mart and has dreams of someday "graduating" from there and working at his dream job -- checker at the local Walmart.
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The Goal:
Rachel is sad when Fred gets a scholarship to a collage across the country, but when Fred finds out that Rachel is thinking about going out with Bubba Joe after he leaves, he decides to win her heart back.  All the while Rachel has to keep all these relationships behind her mothers back, but her mother is smart.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.

Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.

Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

ummmmm what?  you're supposed to post the entire story so far and add a line.

and who the heck is bubba?

LMBO...I swear I did NOT post that!

Something is fishy here in Meet The Story Goal II...RAZ???

...  just add on to the story.  like everybody else.

Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.


Bubba is a character in the story.  AND, I DID add to the story.  Now it's someone else's turn.
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Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.

Fred is siting in his car, still dressed in his graduation gown, thinking about his future when Rachel knocks on the window.  "I still can't believe we made it," she exclaims as she enters through the passenger's side door.

"Same here," Fred replied.

"Is something wrong Fred", Rachel says, hearing a weariness in his voice.

"No, things are great.  I'm just glad I never have to take math again."

"Well what's that tear doing in your eye?" She replied, a little put out at his blunt reply.

"Ummm....  Well...." Fred says, with a hesitation, and then continues, "I wasn't expecting to get a scolarship, but I was hoping to get one for a college nearby", and then he stopped and looked down at the ground.

"What do you mean, Did you not get into college?" Asks Rachel as she wipes the tear from his eye.

Fred takes a large gulp and then continues, "I got one... on the other coast... and I think... I'm... gonna... take it", and then waits to here how Rachel takes the news.

For a few moments as he was explaining, she looked fine. Then about halfway through she herself started to tear up.

Knowing how she feels, he hangs his head, "You don't know how much I don't want to go... but how much I do at the same time... I'm so sorry".

"No, No. Don't be," she said trying to wipe tears from her eyes. "It's for the better, even if I don't want it to be so."

"I'll still call every day, and come home for Christmas and summer", Said Fred trying to comfort Rachel, but realizing that he wasn't helping, they just said their good byes, and he left.

She stands there in shock, watching him drive away. Possibly for the last time before Christmas... Nearly three months away.

She then goes and sits over in a dark corner, hoping to not be seen, but Bubba Joe sees her as he is walking home and stops, worrying if something is wrong.

He asks, "Hey, is something wrong?"

She looks up and whipes her tears when she sees him.  "Nothing," she says, "I just can't believe he's going to leave me."

Suddenly her cell phone rings.  "Oh no, it's Mom!"

Bubba looked at her quizzically.  "Uh, okay," he mumbled before walking away.  Rachel hardly paid Bubba any attention as she answered the phone.

"Helly, dearest, tis I, your overly flamboyant madré, calling to let you know that dinner is almost ready.  Surely you will return in time to partake of this bounteous repast that shall shortly be laid out?"

"Oh, mom, please."

"You're not going to out with some boy now are you?", says Mary, nosing in once again.

"Mom!" she said loudly catching her mother off guard.

Sensing her mother's surprise, Rachel seizes her opportunity, "I'm not out with some boy, I'm out with a dear friend."

"Oh I see," said her mother, obviously not quite buying it. "And this dear friend wouldn't by any chance wish to join us for dinner would he?"

"He has to go, actually.  I'll be home in a bit."  Rachel hung up the phone quickly before her mother could reply.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.  He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.

ok, cutting out part of the story to make it manageable.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.

He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.

Freaking out, she starts to try to open a door, but instead gets a rag of chloroform forced into her mouth.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.

He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.

Freaking out, she starts to try to open a door, but instead gets a rag of chloroform forced into her mouth.

"Hush now.. Just breathe and relax.." said the voice as she drifted off to sleep.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.

He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.

Freaking out, she starts to try to open a door, but instead gets a rag of chloroform forced into her mouth.

"Hush now.. Just breathe and relax.." said the voice as she drifted off to sleep.

Waking up, Rachel found she was bound and gagged, but still in the car, which was now in some forest.

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.

He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.

Freaking out, she starts to try to open a door, but instead gets a rag of chloroform forced into her mouth.

"Hush now.. Just breathe and relax.." said the voice as she drifted off to sleep.

Waking up, Rachel found she was bound and gagged, but still in the car, which was now in some forest.

She tried to move but her binds were too tight and all she could do was scream, but it was muffled.

(This is so dark now.. xD)

Sighing loudly, Rachel began the long walk home for dinner.

Just then, thunder rolls in the distance and the sky begins to darken leaving Rachel to wonder if she can make it home before the storm hits.

She hardly makes it two blocks before the skies open.  Running from the rain, she tripped.  "Ow, ow, ow," she muttered repeatedly, sitting on the cold, wet pavement to examine her scraped knee.

It was bleeding.  Alot.  She tried to blot the blood away with the hem of her skirt, but the water kept washing it away, making the wound fresh.  It would scab over eventually, so she carried on.

Finally, a car pulls up beside her.

Bubba climbs out of his car holding a long jacket which he gently places over Rachel's shoulders then scoops her into his arms and carries her to his warm vehicle.

Rachel climbs into Bubba's car, waiting as he runs through the rain and gets in the drivers side.

He puts the car in drive and begins to head home, but takes a turn that Rachel realizes won't head toward home.

Freaking out, she starts to try to open a door, but instead gets a rag of chloroform forced into her mouth.

"Hush now.. Just breathe and relax.." said the voice as she drifted off to sleep.

Waking up, Rachel found she was bound and gagged, but still in the car, which was now in some forest.

She tried to move but her binds were too tight and all she could do was scream, but it was muffled.

She was persistent, and her struggling caused her wrists to get bloody from the ropes.