A Light in the Dark [Caitlyn]

[valerie rae jones]

Give me pain if that's what's real
ITS THE PRICE WE PAY TO FEEL.

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It had been a long day at work today. Valerie had been on her feet all day, serving uptight customers and loud, noisy children. Valerie had been tempted to spit in the food of many of the customers, but today she had just not had enough spit. The only thing that kept Valerie going was the thought that today was pay day, and after subtracting everything that she needed to pay for her very small, run-down apartment, the food she would need until the next paycheck, and enough to add to the fund for emergency expenses, not to mention whatever went to taxes, she was left with just enough to buy one drink at Starbucks. Lord knew that she needed a pick me up. She needed to feel good about herself, especially since she had the bad feeling that tonight she would have a lot more work to be doing, though this time, her good for nothing, drunk off their ass parents would be the ones gaining the benefits, and Valerie would just have to do their dirty work.

Valerie made her way to the Starbucks and paid for a tall hot chocolate, and after receiving her purchase she sat down at a nearby table, staring off into space. Her hands were clasped on the hot chocolate, and the steam was warming her face. She needed to be away from everything. She needed to be away from the chaos of home. She needed to be anywhere that her parents weren't. Valerie hated going home. She hated working for her parents. She hated that they had to be so cruel to her and all Valerie could do was sit there and take it. And she hated that there were so many families out there who loved their children and were there for them for better or for worse. Valerie's parents were only there for her when the money ran out or their Alcohol supply ran dry. Valerie was their own personal slave. Every other family in the world loved their children, even in sick ways. Was was Valerie the one child who wasn't loved at all?

Valerie blinked her eyes twice and snapped out of her reverie. She sat there in silence for a moment, continuing to stare at the wall that was illuminated by the dim yellow lights of Starbucks. Then she tore her eyes away and took a sip of her hot chocolate. It tasted like heaven. It made her feel like she was important, or worth something. The drink made her feel like she had money, which was something that was hard to do.

Valerie continued to drink her hot chocolate contentedly, staring at the people who walked into Starbucks. Some were meeting old friends, some were working on computers or on paperwork, and some were just relaxing as she was. But they all had one thing in common: They had the money to do this every day. None of them realized how much of a treat this one instant was for Valerie. They all had cash to burn, and Valerie had just enough to scrape by. Her brow furrowed and she looked down at the table, staring at the contour of the wood. She had to distract herself from all of the people around her so she wouldn't get angrier. She used her finger to trace the lines of the wood table she sat at and sighed, releasing the tension and the anger and clearing her mind. She would be fine. This was a safe haven, and as long as she had hot chocolate left in her cup, she could stay here as long as she wanted to. She wouldn't have to go home to a line of men until she had nowhere else she could possibly be.

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Day after day, we'll find the will to find our way
KNOWING THAT THE DARKEST SKIES WILL ONE DAY SEE THE SUN.

[caitlyn jordan zimmerman]

After spending the day with Callie and Crystal, Caitlyn thought a Statbucks sounded good. Her dad was working that day, so Caitlyn was stuck with the Bobble Blondes, and she couldn't decide who was worse: Crystal, who told her to get anything she wanted, and told her whatever she tried on looked good on her, and Crystal could never, ever pull it off. Callie was her bitchy self, and threw insults at Caitlyn whenever Crystal's back was turned (how she didn't deserve to have a boyfriend like Zayden, her drawing sucked, and Daisy was a bitch). Caitlyn didn't get mad, but she told her that, even though those hurt, didn't affect her one bit. And that just made Callie even madder.

When Caitlyn walked through the door, the bell chimed, and that put a smile on her face. When it was her turn, Ralph looked at her. "The usual, Caitlyn?" the older man asked, and Caitlyn nodded. "Yes, please."

[/color] When she and her mom had moved out here, Ralph became a second father to her, and Albert, who was Ralph's son, was a brother to her. Unforunately, he had this massive crush on her, and Caitlyn hated the idea of putting him down because she was wih Zayden. When Ralph came back wit her drink, Caitlyn handed him the change.

As she was scanning the cafe for a table, her eyes rested on a girl, and she walked over there, making sure to give the girl a smile. "Can I sit here?"[/color] she asked.


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