{Ready, Set, Go!}Family!{It's time to run!}

[Stasya ♥]

((Yeah, Lyd can say or do anything to Stas and she'll pretty much let it go or listen. She looks up to Hannah and Lydia.))

Stasya ducked her head and bit her lip. "Yeah," she muttered quietly. "B-b-but but, I'm in 12th grade auto-meh, literature, art and writing! And I'm in 11th grade gym! AND I'm in four different extra-carricular classes!" She smiled innocently. She took her phone form her pocket and read a text. "Okay, I have to go now. Hailie won't stop texting me her '911' so I'll be back in a few." She turned and started walking again.

"Wait! As in Hailie Jade Mathers?" Tom looked at her, his face hard and serious.

"GAWD!" Stasya stoped her feet to a stop and turned around, her hands balling up into fists at her sides. "Yes! Hailie Jade Mathers, daughter of Marshal Mathers also known as Eminem or Slim Shady! Now, can I go get her before she dies of anticipation?!"

"You're bring her over here, right," Bill asked.

Stasya nodded.

"Okay, go ahead."

Stasya turned around and an before anyone could catch her again.

[Abby! (:]

Lydia sighed. She cared after her sister more then anything. There was a reason she was in those classes and yet she was failing them. She sat back on the couch and grabbed her phone. She texted Stasya "Me and you need to talk later."

Aby snickered at Bill and Tom "Wow are you guys obsessed with her or something?" She asked

[Stasya ♥]

"Meh! Fiiiine," Stasya texted back. She stopped at the front door of a house, loud rap music shaking the windows. She was in a different neighborhood now. A much darker neighborhood where most of the drug dealers, gangs, and most of the sex offenders live. Stasya didn't mind it though, she was over this way a lot and it was one of the reasons she carried a switch blade. She walked over to the window that had been broken and slipped in. "Hail, you here," she yelled, her voice barely audible over the music. She walked down into the basement and crossed her arms, leaning her shoulder against the wall. The music stopped as soon as she was seen.

"Hey hey! What's up, Stasya?" Marshal smiled and slapped her hand, slidding his out and snapping, she did the same.

"Not much, Rabbit. Hey, where's Hailie? She keeps texting me but I can't find her." Stasya stood up.

"Hmm, check the backyard. Hey, ain't old man G banned you from this neighborhood?"

Stasya laughed and nodded. "Yeah but since when have I ever listened to him? I gotta jet, though. Lyds found out I'm failing three classes, which is some-what true and she says we need to talk so I gotta grab Hail and take her to our place. That cool with you?"

"Sure, sure. Hey, you can even keep her for supper!" Marshel laughed. "She needs a good home-cooked meal."

Stasya nodded. "Okay, cool. I'll let you guys go now. Have fun!" She turned and headed up the stairs, turning and bending down to look back. "Hey, Dre!" She turned and continued up the stairs and barely got out the door before the music started back up. "Hailie," she yelled, running over to her friend and smiling.

"No, she's just our sister. It's our job. You know how it is." Tom shrugged.

[Abby! (:]

"HEY DON'T MEH FINE ME STASYA! OR YOU WILL BE COMEING HOME NOW! Oh and we also need to talk about your attitude..." Lydia texted. She wasn't in the best mood right now. She was like a mother to Stasya, Jeremy, Kid, and Hannah. She always has been. She yells at them just like a mother would. But so far Stasya's been the only person who's really got her ass chewed of by Lydia. Lydia doesn't take shit. She will yell. That's just Lydia. "Hannah... stop reading over my shoulder..." She looked up at Hannah.
"What she's my sister also."
"Yes but you know I hate when people read over my shoulder." Lydia growled starting to get frustrated.

"Yeah but still." Aby shrugged

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya read the text. "Gaaaaw, fine. Attitude and grades, got it." She looked up at Hailie. "We gotta go. If Hannah or Lydia or... anyone else in my family finds out I'm over here, I'm dead."

"I knew you were banned," Hailie yelled, both to yell and so Stasya could hear, pointing accusingly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. So, the story is we met up at the park. Okay?" Stasya smirked.

Hailie nodded. "M'kay. Let's go before dad wants me to sing My Dad's Gone Crazy with him again." She jumped over a warped chain link fence.

Stasya followed behind her. "So, I heard your dad got in a little trouble with the fuzz last night."

Hailie shrugged. "What else is new?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering what happened."

"He got drunk and went out mailbox smashing with Dre. So, dad started swinging and, since he was drunk, lost his grip on the baseball bat. It smashed a window and the resident called the fuzz. The car full of drunk men heard ht epolice sirens and tried to speed out. As luck would have it, a different cop car was just a few blocks down and they passed him speeding far too much. The cop pulled them over and was informed about the property damage. You know how dad gets when he's drunk right? Well, the two badges are telling him to put his hands on his head and spread his legs so they could search him since he's had a record of carrying an unloaded heater. Dad refused and put one of the badges in a headlock when they tried to force him. That's it. The media just stresses everything." Hailie ran a hand through her blond hair.

"Don't I know it. Being in a family with Bill, Tom, and Aby isn't always rainbows and butterflies, as you may read in gossip rags. They tend to stress everything we do, too." Stasya sighed. "So, he spent no time in the cooler?"

"Ha, he did. I had to come bail him out at 3:45 am." Hailie laughed.

"'But still' what? It's out job to look after all of you while mom and Gordon are gone." Tom looked at Aby, genuinely curious as to why she was persisting his and Bill's questioning before Stasya left.

[Abby! (:]

"STASYA MARIE!" Lydia texted

"So you have to watch us every second of everyday?" Aby smirked

[Stasya ♥]

"That's my name, don't wear it out ^_^," Stasya texted, snickering.

Hailie snickered. "You're really asking for it today, huh? Sneaking to the neighborhood you're banned from and talking back to Lydia? Whoo!"

Stasya shrugged. "I'm a bit over-due for a good fight."

"Then why not Tyson," Hailie asked, reffering to the class bully who loved to pick on everyone in the 9th grade.

Stasya thought for a second. "He's no fun. I can easily beat him. At least Lydia is a mother-like-figure and she'll fight back." She sighed, walking up the walkway into the house.

"Only is mom and Gordon aren't here. But, I feel we must remind you of Limelight Lake last summer," Bill said, raising his brow.

[Abby! (:]

Lydia was beyond furious with Stasya now. She tied her bandana around her head again trying not to yell.

"YES YOU SHOULD!" The triplets gasped then burst out laughing

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya smiled innocently and waved at Lydia. She grabbed Hailie and held her in front of her like a sheild.

Hailie rolled her blue eyes, letting Stasya guide her. "Hello, everyone," she smiled politely.

"Hey, Hail," Jeremy smiled and waved.

Kid was laying on the couch, still wary and dizzy from Stasya's punch. "Hi," he managed and moan.

"Stas punch ya again," Hailie asked, snickering.

Kid only nodded lightly and groaned.

Hailie smirked. "Well, at least you look good."

Kid looked at her in confusion. "Huh," he moaned.

"You look like Bill," Hailie laughed.

Kid groaned and covered his face with his hands. "Stasya, I hate you," he growled.

Stasya sighed. "Yeah, I know. Join the club."

[Abby! (:]

"Stasya Marie don't test me..." Lydia growled.

[Stasya ♥]

"B-b-b-but-but! I didn't do anything," Stasya pouted, still hiding behind Hailie.

Jeremy rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right, and Skye is transgender."

Uriah cocked his brow.

"Oh, wait..." Jeremy burst out laughing. He looked at Uriah, "I'm just kidding."

[Abby! (:]

"STASYA MARIE!" Lydia snapped "You know exactly what you did!"

"SKYE YOU ARE?!?!?" J gasped jokingly

[Stasya ♥]

((Skye ish not home yet. I'll bring him in in the next post, tho.))

Stasya blinked. "Okay, okay, cool your jets," she said, putting her hands up in surender. She sighed. "If you're going to flip out you should know the whole truth. I went to Hailie's neighborhood, I'm failing more than three classes, and I've gotten high twice. But, technically, the getting high parts shouldn't count since our high school is pretty fucking shitty and it wasn't my fault either time. Some S.O.B. spiked my drink once and snuck cocaine into my chili dog at lunch another time. So..." She held her hands up again and waited, knowing she was going to get it know. She knew she probably leaving out a few things but she couldn't remember them at the moment.

Everyone backed away from Stasya. They weren't going to be in the middle of a sibling clash like this. "Uhm, Aim Chris, we'll call you back," Tom said quickly, forgetting he was on the phone.
"Ugh, no fair! We have to miss this fight?! God, I am so flying out there today," Amanda grumbled.
Tom chcukled lightly, but it was fake. "Yeah, okay then."
"Bye guys," Christina and Amanda said in unison before hanging up.

[Abby! (:]

Lydia looked up at Stasya "WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!" she yelled she jumped up and pointed upstairs "GO NOW!" she yelled
"Lyds calm down!" Hannah said
"shut up Hannah..." Lydia said and soon those two were fighting. Like they were yelling at eachother you couldn't understand what the two were saying. Then something strnage happened. Lydia slapped Hannah. Lydia stormed upstairs and into her room the door slamming behind her. She thought most of this was her fault.
Hannah just stood there hand on her cheek in amazement.

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya stood there in shock. That made her mad. It was one thing to yell at her and hit her but anyone else? She didn't know what to do. She looked at Hailie and the other's around her in confusion. She turned, grabbing Hailie's wrist tightly in her hand, and walked out of the house. She shoved Skye out of her way, making him pin-wheel backwards and land in a bush. She growled an apology but never stopped stomping away. She wound up walking two miles to her friend's. "Richard! Are you home," she yelled, sounding frustrated, confused, pissed, hurt, and pained all at once.

Richard jogged to the front of the house from around back. "Hey, yeah. Come on in back." He turned and walked back through the privacy gate fence and held it open.

Stasya walked in the back, almost forgetting she was dragging Hailie behind her. When Richard shut and locked the gate, Stasya let go of Hailie. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"It's okay," Hailie shrugged, rubbing her red wrist.

"Stas, what's up?" Richard sat up on the trampoline.

Stasya sat on the ground. "I felt like a fight today and I went for the wrong person." Richard had always been like a brother to her. He is her very best friend.

"Mind getting a little deeper than that? I can't help if I don't knpw the full story." Richard put his elbows on his knees.

Stasya sighed and told him everything. How, when she got back in California, Kid forgot to pick her up all the way up to when Lydia slapped Hannah and Stasay stormed out. "Richard, help me."

Hailie thought for a minute. "We can head back over to my neighborhood. Maybe we'll get lucky and a rapist will try to come after us."

Stasya smirked and slightly nodding. "Don't tempt me," she said, her tone contradicting her word. Her tone beconed for Hailie to try to convince her it was a good idea and they should do it.

Richard shook his head. "Bad idea. What if you end up running into a GANG of rapists? You'd be out numbered and may end up pregnant with some son of a bastard's kid. Like the sound of that much? Oh, no, better. Imagine this. Stas, be Gordon and I'll be you." He jumped off the trampoline.

Stasya cocked her brow but stood up.

Richard skipped up to Stasya, humming in a ridiciously girly pitch. "Oh, hello, Gordon." He giggled.

Stasya snickered. "You make me seem like some freakishly girly chick! Be more like me!"

Richard sighed and walked back to his starting point. He walked over to Stasya, acting tougher than the leader of a mass murder gang. "Hey, Gordon."

Stasya shrugged. "Better." She cleared her throat and went into a deep pitch to sound like Gordon. "What do you want?"

"So, guess what I found out. No, you have to hear the story! So I was so fucking pissed off that I let Hailie Jade Mathers talk me into facing a gang of rapists. I wound up losing and guess what! I'm knocked up with some bastard I don't even know's motherfucking baby!" Richard smiled.

Stasya thought for a minute and winced. "I'd be dead in a heartbeat," she sighed glumly. "Well, do you you have a better idea? And do I really cuss that much?"

Hailie and Richard nodded. "But you aren't as bad as my dad," Hailie said.

"Boxing ring? Tyson's house? Prison cell of a mass murderer? Those all sound better than rapists." Richard shrugged.

Stasya smirked. "And I do have a slight advantage. I ran out of my 'happy' pills a couple days ago so I'm all stocked up on my shitty, natural, bad-ass self."