::Riley was taking a jog around the neighborhood when she saw Jane sitting on her porch looking clearly upset. She decided to go over to her and see what was wrong::
"Janie my love are you ok, you don't look too good"
::Jane took a drag of her cigarette::
"Not great, but...you know, i'll live."
"And don't tell me not to smoke."
"Ok, I wont but what I will tell you is that my mother died when she was 29 and I was 9 years old from Lung Cancer. Thats all I'm going to say on that topic..."
::she nodded and took another drag::
"I only do it when i'm stressed::
::she ran a hand though her hair, revealing the side of her face she had hidden, without thinking::
::Riley sighed again and then noticed a large hand print on Jane's face and put her hand over her mouth::
"Oh my god, Jane what happened? Are you ok?"
::Jane looked up at her::
"A little fight with my mom, it was nothing."
::she rested her cheek on her hand again, in an effort to cover it up, or make it look less terrible::
"Sweetie, thats not nothing, you have a huge red handmark on your face, you should put some ice on that, It's gonna swell up"
oh god poor Janie..
"I'm not going inside, so that's not gonna happen. And like I said, it was just a little fight."
::She sighed and decided not to push Jane to do anything she didn't wanna do::
"I'm sorry, I was just trying to help. I believe you"
::Kate looked out her bedroom window and saw two people on the lawn across the street. She knew a girl lived there around her age, but she had never met her. She walked outside and across the street.::
"Hey Riley, I haven't seen you in awhile!"
::She turned to the other girl, who looked upset, and saw a handprint on her face.::
"Hey... I'm Kate. I live across the street."
::she felt the girl's eyes drift to her cheek, and she again covered it with her hand::
::Kate was embarrassed, obviously something had happened.::
"I know we've just met but, are you ok?"
Shit. I don't want to be nosy, but I hope she's alright.
Finer than a hogs hair...eh, she's trying to be concerned I guess...
::she held back the sarcastic reply::
"I'll be OK."
And... changing the subject.
"So, I can't believe we've never met before. I'm just across the street, and all."
"Yeah, well, I tend to hide in the house when i'm not at work. I'm not so good with people."
::she smiled a little::
"Hmm.. shy? Well, we should hang out sometime."
"Shy and defensive. Yeah, maybe we should. I need to get out more.."
because my mother is always drunk and I have nowhere else to go...
"I used to be painfully shy, but I grew out of it. If you ever want to go out and do something, just knock on my door."
::Val was on her way home from work when she saw Jane and Riley outside Jane's house. Jane looked distraught and was smoking which Val knew was never a good sign.::
"Jane?" she said as she walked up to her, "Jane, honey what's the matter?"
::she looked up and saw Val::
"Hey Val. How was work? I'm OK, really, don't worry."
::she took another cigarette from the pack and lit it off of her first one::
and now i'm chain smoking. lovely.
"Jane I know you and you don't smoke unless somethings up."
::She took the cigarette that Jane had just lit out of her mouth::
"So what's up?"
::Jane snatched her cigarete back and looked at Val::
"You know much better than to do that."
::her voice was icy, she and Val weren't that close, and she was starting to recall why::
::She took a cigarette for herself and lit it::
::she nodded and took a drag::
"It's fine, I just need it right now."
"Well at least you only do it occasionally. I'm practically chainsmoking on my breaks at the Gap."