posted on 18-Mar-2002 2:55:49 PM by ZooBoo
This is the second story in my 'Special Edition' series. You can find the first story(Enters One) here:

This is a semi-original fic as the main character is of my own creation.
Title - Seconds Pass
Author - ZooBoo
Category - Other
Disclaimer - Okay, but this is the last time. Once upon a time there was a show called Young Americans that was owned by Sony, the WB, and their affiliates...
Summary - The second story in my Special Edition series.
Author's Note - If you haven't seen Young Americans you can still read these and have them make sense.
Feedback - Always welcome, never neccesary. *happy*

I’ve already spent one week here and I don’t think in all the time I’ve ever spent at my dad’s company parties or my mom’s social events that I have ever witnessed more acting going on in one single minute of observation than I have at this school. All of the knowledge and structure, and no one can admit that their lives aren’t picture perfect. I guess, in some ways, I’ve been the perfect example of that.

It’s not that I tell everyone my life is great, or say that I’ve never had to go through any rough times, but I never tell anyone about...


“What?” I jolted awake, pushing myself to a sitting position.

“We only have fifteen minutes until classes start, and you’ve been hitting that annoying snooze button for the last thirty.”

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly. The last week had brought me less sleep than I’ve gotten in years. After Jakie showed up, my thoughts seemed to return endlessly to what happened two years ago.

“I’m really sorry. Thanks for waking me, I just haven’t been feeling very good lately.” After pushing myself out of bed I headed over towards my dresser.

“Okay, well I’m heading out to meet Will. I’ll see you at lunch?”

I stared into the dresser for a moment. She’d been asking me to join her and her friends for the past week, but every time I’d show up Jakie would be there, and I couldn’t relive that moment again.

“Umm, I don’t think I can make it.”

“Look Chrys, whatever’s going on between you and Jake, you’re going to have to face sometime.”

It was true. I was going to have to talk to her sometime...

“But today is not that day. I know you’re just trying to help Caroline, but I’m really not ready to deal with it right now.” I sat down on my bed to pull on the pair of jeans I’d taken out of my drawer.

I could feel her just staring at me, and it was bugging the crap out of me. “Look, when I’m ready to talk about it you’ll be the first to know, alright?!” I knew I shouldn’t have said it, but I didn’t know how else I could make her understand.

“Okay, I won’t ask you again. You don’t need to bite my head off about it.”

Even the smallest things can make me feel so guilty. Sucking in a light breath I looked up at her, “I’m sorry Caroline, it’s just kind of a rough situation. But I promise you that when I’m ready to talk about it I will tell you what’s going on. I just don’t know when that’ll be.”

She nodded her head. At least we had some kind of an understanding about it. That’s definitely a start.

“I guess I’ll see you after class is over,” she said and headed out the door.


I knew the chances of Jakie not eating with her friends was practically next to nothing, but I still found myself heading to the quad for the possibility that she might not be there. As I turned the corner I ran into the one person I’d been avoiding all week - Ryder.

“Hey watch where you’re going!” At least I now knew he was this rude to everyone and not just me.

“What, afraid you’ll drown in the blades if you fall on the lawn?” Boy, he irritated me.

“I think you’re the one who should be afraid of drowning. Loved your back stroke Saturday, by the way.” This guy knew how to get on every single one of my nerves.

He wasn’t budging one bit, and I certainly wasn’t going to walk around him. So, I threw up my hands and headed off into the trees near the lake. My appetite was pretty much gone anyway.

I was so glad it was Friday. I really needed a day to get away from everything here, a day to be able to think.

Taking a long, deep breath I headed over towards the pier. It was such a beautiful day, with the sun shining off of the lake like millions of prisms. I just stood there taking it all in, calming my nerves. I was never one to skip classes, but maybe today I’d just have to make an exception. Heaven knows if I had to sit through one more of Mr. Earl’s lectures on the sines and cosines of a triangle I’d go out of my mind.

Turning around I almost jumped out of my shoes, Ryder was standing less than a foot from me with his arms crossed. “How long have you been there?” I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, waiting for him to say something. He didn’t look like he was going to answer me so I moved to walk passed him.

“Why did you shove me into the water last week?”

His question caught me off guard and I had no idea how I was suppose to answer that. I couldn’t tell him about Lee...he wouldn’t understand.

I had to get out of there. “I already told you, you tried to kiss me.” Slipping passed him I headed toward the parking lot on the east side of the school. How did I know he would be right on my heels?

“That’s not the reason and you know it. Why did you push me?”

I just huffed and picked up my pace. He was really starting to push his luck. All the way to my car I couldn’t manage to shake him. When I reached the parking lot I pulled out my key chain and hit the automatic unlock button on it.

Just as I was pulling on the handle of my door his hand hit the top of the frame. “You didn’t answer my question.”

Where did he think he got off?! “Get out of my way!”

He just smirked and took a step back as I opened the door and sat down in the driver’s side. Before I knew what was happening I heard the passenger door open and turned my head to watch Ryder sit down right beside me.

“What are you doing?” Okay, now I was really upset. He just couldn’t leave well enough alone, could he?

“I’m not leaving this car until I get an answer from you.”

I just stared at him for a few minutes. Neither of us was backing down, and it was pointless to just sit there. Lunch would be over soon and then I’d be stuck here for the rest of the day. I turned back toward the dashboard and started up the car. If he wanted to play it that way, he was in for a big surprise.


I was astonished that he didn’t say one single word the entire way there. What he did do though was almost one hundred times worse. Never once, from the time we left the school parking lot to the time I pulled into the mall parking lot, did he ever take his eyes off of me. He knew it bugged me worse than just about anything, and he was taking full advantage of that. I could have strangled him.

When I finally pulled into the parking space he did just what I hoped he would - move to follow me. “I thought you said you weren’t leaving this car until I answered your question.” I was the one to smirk this time, knowing he wouldn’t leave the car now. It felt really good to shove that in his face. After a couple of hours out here he’d be more than willing to back off.

I gave him one last crooked smile before heading inside, anxious to raid the clothing racks at the small women’s section in Nordstrom.


After spending an hour and a half at Nordstrom, Payless, and The Technique I was feeling calmer than I had since I came to New Rawley. Now, dealing with Ryder would be a cinch. Shopping has always had that affect on me.

Grabbing my bags from the cashier, I made my way towards the parking lot. I couldn’t wait to give Ryder a piece of my mind! Just as I’d turned the corner I ran head-on into someone.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” I crouched down to pick up the articles of clothing that had fallen out of my bags. “I really should have been watching...” As soon as I’d stood up the words fell from my mouth. Jacqueline was standing right in front of me.

“I...I’m sorry. I was, uh...just uh...” She certainly hadn’t expected to bump into me today.

“Yeah, I was just heading out.”

She quickly stepped around me, walking just a little bit faster. Just as I’d turned around I heard her call my name. I stopped for a second, waiting for what she had to say.

“I know Aunt Melanie will probably be asking about me...please don’t tell her I’m going to the Boys Academy. I really love it here, and I don’t want to get kicked out...please.”

The Boys Academy?! Why did I not realize she was attending the Boys Academy? I nodded a moment before heading towards the doors.

She whispered an almost inaudible ‘Thank you’ before I was outside, plastered against the wall, begging my emotions to stay under control.

“You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

I opened my eyes and looked at the person who’d just spoken. What was Ryder doing driving my car? Scoffing at the whole situation, I closed my eyes again. I really couldn’t deal with this right now. “You’re not driving my car Ryder.”

I didn’t have to see the smirk on his face to know it was there. “Funny, I thought that’s what you Americans called what I’m doing right now.”


“Look, you’re obviously not in a state to be driving right now, so why don’t you get in the car and accept my help just this once.”

I knew he was right, but I wasn’t going to admit it to him. “Fine, I’ll let you drive. But only because I have stuff to do and I don’t have the time to sit here and argue with you.” There he went again with that adorable, aggravating smile. Why did he have to do that?

After staring at him a few seconds longer than I should have I walked over to the passenger side of the car and hopped in. “Any good food places around here?” I asked him, realizing that I hadn’t eaten anything since that morning.

Without saying anything he pulled a bag labeled Wendy’s out of the back, along with two chocolate shakes. “I thought you might be a little hungry when you came out. After all, I’m famished.”

I looked at him a little suspiciously, “And how did you know I’d be out right now?”

He grabbed a spoon and took the lid off of his shake, taking a bite before answering me. “A little birdie told me.”

I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed the other shake off of the dashboard, pulling a box of fries from the bag. “I guess I should say thank you.”

“You should, but you don’t have to.” Boy did he ever know how to kill a nice moment.

Ignoring him I pulled the top off of my shake, grabbed a French fry, and proceeded to dip it into the melting ice cream.

“What are you doing?”

I looked over at Ryder. What was he talking about? “What do you mean?” I continued ravaging my fries in the shake, oblivious to the fact that it might be considered weird.

“You sticking your fries in your ice cream. Usually when girls do stuff like that it’s because they’re pregnant or something.”

I almost choked! Dipping fries in my shakes was something I’d always done with my friends. I’d never even thought of it as being strange. “Well, I’ve been doing it since I was a kid, so don’t knock it until you try it.” I was clearly getting annoyed, something I told myself I wouldn’t do on the trip home.

“Someone’s in a bad mood today.”

Did he always have to be such a jerk? “Look, I’m just dealing with some stuff right now and I really don’t want to have to bother with your antics on top of it, alright?”

“Heavens precious, you don’t need to get your panties in a twist.”

That was the last straw. “Screw you Ryder!”

He turned towards me now, a sneer evident on his lips, “If you insist.”

“You know, Ryder, you are the most self-centered, arrogant jerk I have ever met!”

“And you, Miss Sorensen, are scared.” I glared at him long and hard. What did he mean I was scared?

“You don’t know anything about me.” I turned to look out of the window, not wanting him to see the tears that were forming in my eyes.

“Don’t I?” Facing the road again, he didn’t say anything else.

For the next fifteen minutes we were both silent. He drove, while I fought the urge to tell him to slow down.

I couldn’t do anything to stop the tears. Why did I have to be so sensitive about things? I could, however, make sure he didn’t know I was crying. The tears could fall, but those were the only things I would let slip out of my control.

I desperately needed some air. “Pull over.”

“What?” Ryder looked at me, slightly annoyed.

“Pull over, I need some air. I get car sick when I don’t drive.” I really shouldn’t have to explain myself to him in my own car.

“We’ll be there in five minutes, can’t you just wait?”

I finally turned to look at him. “Just pull over.” I knew my eyes must have been red, and the tear streaks clearly evident. “Please.”

“Fine.” Finding a shoulder to the side of the road Ryder pulled off, setting the car in park when we stopped.

Pushing the door open I stepped out of the car, walking a few paces, then took a slow breath to calm my nerves. I couldn’t believe I’d let him see me cry.

“Here.” I looked over to see Ryder’s hand extended towards me, holding out a handkerchief. Grudgingly I took it, wiping the moisture from my cheeks.

After a few minutes of silence I finally spoke, “I pushed you that day because you startled me.”

“I...startled you.” He was next to me now, with his arms crossed in front of him.

I drew out the heavy breath I’d been holding. “You remind me of someone. Someone I haven’t seen in a couple of years. When I was looking at you I got caught up in the memories, and then when I realized you were about to kiss me...I freaked. I’m sorry I pushed you into the lake.” My feet seemed to become the most interesting thing I’d ever seen all of a sudden. I am so terrible at apologies.

“Which time?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Although I did regret pushing him the first time, I certainly didn’t regret doing it the second time. I looked back up at him. He had that crookedly devious smile on his mouth that could make me weak at the knees.

I was doing it again - getting caught up in the moment, so I did the only thing I could...clear my throat. “We’d better get back. I’m meeting some people for a study group and I really don’t want to be late.”

He nodded his head, “Right.”

We both turned back to the car, neither one of us knowing what to say. I was glad he didn’t fight me about driving. I really wasn’t up for another argument with him that day.

Seven minutes later we were back at the school, heading in opposite directions with only ‘goodbyes’ to say between us.


Saturday went by pretty quickly, to my amazement. I woke up at about ten o’clock, took a short jog around the lake, took a nice shower and then headed over to Hamilton’s house with my bass to talk about the band.

“You play a lot better than I’d actually expected.”

After talking a little bit about the style of music we intended on playing, we both decided to pull out our instruments and critique each other’s ability. So, we headed out to the garage by his mother’s request.

“Really?” I guess Hamilton didn’t consider himself a decent musician. Maybe it’s because he’s had nothing to compare himself to.

“Yeah, you do. I was wondering though, can you read sheet music?” Memorization is great, but in my opinion, being able to read what you write is much more important.

“Well, I’m not so great at it right now, but I’ve been teaching myself and I think I’m learning pretty quickly.” At least he was getting there.

“Okay, well as soon as we can find ourselves a drummer I think we can pull a band together.” Hamilton’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. There was no doubt in my mind that he was thrilled at the prospect.

“Yaay!” Nope. No doubt at all.

After only a few seconds, his expression turned serious. “Hey uh, Chrys?”

Here it comes, “Yeah?”

“Jake told me that umm...that you two know each other.” I just nodded my head in response. “I’m not going to pry, or even mention it again if you don’t want me to, but I just had one thing to ask of you. Jake is my best friend, and I only hope that you’ll keep her secret. I can’t loose her.”

So, other people knew about her. At least she wasn’t completely alone. “Who else knows she’s a girl?” I decided it was better to know who I could talk to and who I couldn’t when it came to her, without taking a chance at messing something up.

“Just me, Will, Bella, Scout, and Sean.” I could tell he’d been contemplating how to talk to me about this because of the nervous expression on his face, poor guy.

It wasn’t really my place to tell Jakie how she could or couldn’t run her life. I wasn’t going to tell. “Hamilton, you don’t have to worry. Jakie is her own person and she can make her own decisions, and yes, I would appreciate it if you didn’t ask me about this stuff. It’s kind of complicated and I really don’t want to get into it.”

“Okay.” Hamilton smiled again, standing up from the stool that he’d been sitting on. “Well, when do you think...?”

“Hey guys!”

We both turned our heads to look in the direction of the garage door, which was standing open.

“Hey, Sean right?” I remembered meeting him at Friendly’s but I’m usually terrible at remembering names.

“Yep.” He walked inside, standing in front of both of us.

“Hey, what’s up?” By the sound of it, Sean didn’t really visit Hamilton all that much.

“Well, I heard you guys are in need of a drummer and I just happen to have a friend that plays the drums. I though I might want to check up and see if you’re interested.”

I think I liked Sean, helpful and intelligent. “That sounds great! Is he here with you now?” I stood up, uncrossing my arms.

“Yeah.” Sean turned his head to face outside. “Hey Trav, come on inside.”

A somewhat short, but certainly good-looking guy shuffled into the garage. “Chrys, Hamilton, this is Travis Gallagher. He’s the best drummer I know.”

Travis gave us both a short smile and wave, taking a set of drumsticks from his back pocket. “I don’t have my drums here, but if you want we can head over to my house and I can play a few licks for you.”

I contemplated that for a minute. “Why don’t you just play a little something on these chairs for us.” I said, setting out a couple of stools for him to play on. “I just need an idea of what you’re capable of. It doesn’t really matter if it’s on a drum set or not.”

He nodded his head then walked over to them, “Sounds good to me.”

After getting a small idea of what he could do, it was clear that we could definitely use him.

“So, next Saturday at ten o’clock sound good to you guys?”

“Yeah, fine with me.” They both nodded, giving their consent to the scheduled practice.


“Alright, I’ve got to head so I’ll see you both later,” I said, grabbing my bag off of the floor, then turned towards Sean. “Thanks Sean for bringing him over. I hope I bump into you again.”


“Bye guys!” I turned around and waved before heading back up towards the school.


There wasn’t much more to my day, I just sat in my dorm room, attempting to write a new song for the band.

“Hmm...we’re going to have to come up with a name too.” Alright, so I tend to think out loud when I’m alone. I started biting on my fingernail, trying to come up with something. After a few minutes of drawing an absolute blank I decided that I finally needed a break.

Getting up from the bed and putting my bass back into its case I headed out the door to take a walk around the lake. It had been a very warm day and a stroll seemed absolutely perfect for thinking.

When I finally reached the lake I headed off in the direction of the woods, following the path that lead around the waters’ edge.

After a little while I found myself at a spot I hadn’t even intended on visiting - the pier. Ironically enough I found someone else there that, as much as I hated to admit, was probably the reason for me being there in the first place.

“You’re the last person I expected to see here today.”

Ryder turned to look at me front the bent over position he had been in. It was too bad - I was really enjoying the view.

“Yeah, well I had nothing better to do today so I thought I might be able to catch you here.” He stood up straight and stuck his hands in his pockets as I met him at the end of the dock. “I wanted to apologize for what I said to you yesterday, and I hoped we could call a truce between us.”

I wasn’t sure what to think. Was he actually trying to be nice? I looked at him for just a moment. Well, he looked pretty sincere. “Only if you promise to stop calling me precious.” If I was going to call a truce, at least I was going to get something out of it.

He held out his hand and smiled at me. I was suddenly much happier to have this view. “Deal. Friends?”

I took his hand in mine, “Okay, friends.”

“Good, because I feel like doing a little swimming today.” Just as he said that, Ryder pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and jumped off the end of the pier, landing straight into the water.

I shook my head at him. He had to be one of the oddest people I had ever met. Sitting down at the edge of the pier I watched him as he pushed himself back up to the surface and started swimming back towards where I was sitting.

“The water feels great, you know. You should join me.”

I looked at him like he was nuts. “Oh no, you’re not getting me to jump in there!” I pulled my knees up to my chin to make my point...I don’t think he took it.

Before I knew it, he had a hold of my legs and he was dragging me off of the edge of the dock. I did my best to pull myself out of his grasp, but boy does he have a strong grip.

When I finally hit the water I grabbed onto the side of the pier, insuring that I wouldn’t go under this time. “Ryder, you are so dead!” I stated, in between my uncontrollable laughter.

“Oh yeah? Well Sorensen, I do believe you’ll have to catch me first,” he told me, pushing himself a little ways away from me.

I lunged towards him, catching him off guard. I knew he didn’t think I’d actually go after him. As I pushed his head underwater he grabbed hold of my legs and flipped me, taking us both under again, making me laugh harder than I had in days.


Dear JJ,

I never ended up pulling the power plug in Ryder’s room. I still think I’d like to sometime though, maybe not for the same initial reason, but a reason none-the-less.

Ryder Forrest. Heart. Something I didn’t see in him the last time I wrote in here. It’s pretty far hidden, and I think getting to it is probably about as challenging as climbing Mount Everest, but he’s got one and I tend to forget that sometimes. I guess that’s something I’ll have to work on.

I still haven’t really talked to Jacqueline yet. I did bump into her at the mall yesterday though, and I found out something that seems so odd for me to have missed - she’s attending Rawley Boys. I know her reasons. Her mom really hasn’t been around for her that much and I think she feels like she’s lost enough family as it is. I hope this time it works.

I met up with Hamilton today and after listening to him a little we both decided a band would be great. Sean stopped by too and introduced us to Travis, our new drummer. They both seem pretty good and I’m really glad to be part of a group again. I’ll have to find a way to let Hamilton know that he should stick with mostly background vocals though. The guy’s not terrible, but his voice could use a little work until he’s ready to solo. It shouldn’t take him too long though.

I also found out something about Hamilton today too - he’s in love with Jakie. I don’t know if they’re together or not, but if she doesn’t know it boy her head should get a cleaning.

You know, friendship can happen in the oddest way. A week ago if you would have told me I would be friends with Ryder Forrest I would have told you that you were nuts. But amazingly enough I discovered something about friends; you don’t choose them, they choose you. A true friend chooses you.


The End

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posted on 9-Aug-2002 6:36:19 PM by ZooBoo
Wow, I didn't even realize I got feedback for this one, lol. Okay, gotta start working on number three again I guess, heh.