My name is Wallabee Beatles. I am 17 years old, and I am a senior in high school(Which sucks). You may know me, and you may not....most people don't and I am perfectly fine with that.

Basically this is my story. Full of friends, drama, and high school clichés.

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Chapter 1

Usually mornings go by really slow, especially mornings in which I have school, but once we get to lunch, the rest of the day goes by pretty fast.

So when 5th period came everyone rushed into the cafeteria and went into their usual seating, for their favorite time of the day.

For me, lunch was just considered the best part of the worst days ever, and that's why most of the people I know consider me a pessimist.

I took a seat at my usual table, everyone was there already. I was usually last.

Kuki greeted me, just like she always did, "Hey Wally!"

Kuki was one of the most perkiest, happiest, greatest chicks you'll ever meet...oh wait. I'm sorry, didn't mean to offend you ladies by saying chicks. How about....she's the greatest girl you'll ever meet, Alright? Works? Good.

Anyways, Kuki always finds a way to make me smile. I mean, sure she can be annoying, but I love her because she is annoying.

And no, I do not love her. I love her like a sister...we've known each other practically our whole lives. And we're just friends.

.........

Alright, who bought that? If you did, then you are basically more stupid than I am. 'Cause I do like her, a lot, but I don't love her like that...yet.

Kuki Sanban has dark brown hair, practically black, and brown eyes..though in some light they look violet. It's pretty sweet.

Kuki doesn't dress like normal girls, she's into baggy sweaters and t-shirts, with tight ass pants...like if she were a dude(Thank God she's not), she would definitely loose sperm count with those pants.

I smiled back at her, "Hey Kooks."

"Kuki, Wally," She corrected me, for some reasons she hated when I called her Kooks, "It's Kuki."

"Really? 'Cause I like Kooks better," I said.

Kuki eye's brightened, "Alright."

Hoagie snorted, Kuki then hit him. Obviously a Kuki-Hoagie thing that I'll never get.

Hoagie Gilligan was another friend of mine. Actually he's my bestest friend. I mean, we do everything together. Except of course, for things that shall not be named...and for those of you who don't get it, let's just say that, I never in my life saw Hoagie Gilligan's penis and never will. Get it now? HA. HA. HA. I am a funny man.

He had light brown hair and I think gray eyes, not sure though. I'll tell you when I look into them, again(there was my gay moment).

Over the years that I have know Hoagie, he was fat. Chubby, with the oh so beautiful muffin top. Can you say yum? Anyways, Hoagie is now a skinny, awkward kid...but to me he will always be a fat, awkward kid.

"OW Kuki!" Hoagie exclaimed, "That fucking hurt!"

Kuki smiled innocently, "That's what you get."

Nigel chuckled, "You can't mess with Kuki dude. She's got some guns on her."

Nigel Uno was another member of, "The We known Wally All of Our Life Club," he had a pretty awesome British accent, and was sometimes way too mature for his age, so it kind of balances out Kuki's some what immaturity.

Nigel is bald...a weird accident, don't really want to explain, all I'll say is, that he will never get hair again. Unlike me, who has a gorgeous amount of blonde hair. Aha. He also has, "gorgeous, dark blue" eyes according to his girlfriend for three years, ladies and gentle men, Rachel McKenzie! Ha. But she's a different story.

Kuki smiled at his comment and flexed her arm, Nigel poked it, "WOW! Hard as a rock."

"Or as hard as Wally's penis," Abby commented.

Abigail Lincoln, or as she prefers to be called Abby, has known me for forever as well, she is my big sister. Like, no joke. No feelings for her whatsoever. I go to her mainly for advice and things like that. 'Cause in my family I am the oldest and she's the youngest in hers. So she gets a little bro and I get a big sis. Everyone wins!

Abby has brown hair and hazel eyes. Oh. And by the way, Abby is the only member in our little "clique," that's black. Not trying to be racist or anything. She just is. Think of her as Angela in Boy Meets World.

"You see me have a boner, one time!" I exclaimed, "I was in 7th grade and I didn't know what the hell was going on."

Nigel laughed, "That was the greatest."

"Oh yeah!" Kuki joined the laughter, "I remembered you covered it with a pillow."

"I was the first to notice it," Hoagie pointed out.

"Not the top 10 things to be bragging about Hoagie," I said, "That you looked at my junk."

Hoagie put his head, "It was hard not to notice. It just stood out!"

Everyone began to laugh. I felt my face turn red.

"You guys will never let me live that down, huh?" I asked.

"Not a chance in hell," Abby answered.

Yeah. My friends do annoy me sometimes.

School had finally ended and in came the weekend. All of us decided to go to the record store, just to chill and listen to some tunes. Everyone in our group has a different taste in music.

Nigel is into 80's rock, metal, sort of thing. He's totally obsessed with Aerosmith.

Hoagie is into Folk/Punk, think Juno-y music. GO GHOST MICE!

Kuki likes a little bit of country, but she usually likes music that's popular...but she's not a follower.

I am into the indie rock scene. I mean mumbled lyrics, couldn't care less strumming, and white guys in sweaters, what's not to love about indie rock.

Abby is into hip/hop, soul, r&b, things like that. I can get down with them Temptations too.

Of course we like other types too. I mean, music is music. And most(almost all) is good.

So the record store is one of our main hang out places.

We went in and some The Carpenters was playing, surprisingly, Rachel was at the counter.

The surprising part wasn't that Rachel was there. This was practically her 2nd home, the surprising part was The Carpenters playing.

Now Rachel was into all kinds of music, R&B. Indie Rock, Post-Rock, Hardcore, anything really.

Besides kissing her boyfriend, Nigel, in her free time she went to shows and searched bands using the power of myspace.

More than half the songs on my ipod are thanks to Rachel.

Nigel walked up to her and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Hey."

Rachel smiled, "Hey," She looked towards the rest of us, "Hey guys."

We all greeted back.

"So what's with The Carpenters?" I asked.

Rachel shrugged, "Just in the mood."

"My mom loves these guys," I commented, I sang a long, "It's a dirty old shame that all you get from love is a love song!"

I loved my mom. She was the greatest women in my life. People called me huge a Mama's boy, though I loved being it.

"Nice pipes you got there Beatles," Hoagie joked, "You should be the next American Idol."

I glared at him.

Kuki smiled at me, "..lighting up the world for everyone, but not for me!"

"You know this song, Kuki?" Rachel asked.

Kuki nodded, "Yeah. Mrs. Beatles was singing this song as she was washing the dishes, when I came over to Wally's house in 5th grade one day, and I liked it. Your mom had such a pretty voice, Wally!"

I smiled, "She sang me these songs before bed, and made Joey and I sing with her in the car."

My brother Joey is 7 years old. We're practically twins, besides the age difference and the different eye colors. He had blues eyes, like my mum, and I had green eyes like my dad. He's the coolest 7 year old that you'll ever meet. And I'll do anything for him.

"That's cute," Nigel said sarcastically.

"Shut up dude," I said, "That's my childhood you're making fun of."

"You know you sang the songs in the car with her yesterday," Abby said.

I shrugged, "True."

They all laughed.

Rachel then asked, "So what are you here for?"

Hoagie answered, "Well, Nigel here wanted to see you. And you know me, I wanted to hear what you guys got."

Rachel nodded, "Well nothings changed since you've been here."

"But it's Friday!" Hoagie exclaimed, "It's your stocking day..thing."

"We got the same old shit, Gilligan!" Rachel yelled, "Go look!"

Hoagie then went from aisle to aisle looking for something. He said form one aisle, "It is the same shit."

Rachel groaned, "Fuck him, sometimes."

Nigel laughed, "You gotta love him."

"I 'll choose to punch him the face," Rachel said.

I laughed...Hoagie could be the most stubborn, biggest pain in the ass, and once in a while you do want to punch him in the face. But Nigel was right, you do gotta love him.

Kuki whispered in my ear, "Hey. Umm...you want to go to the park or something. I got something to tell you."

"Just you and me?" I asked, as soft as she asked me.

Kuki nodded, "Make up something. I don't want them to get suspicious."

I nodded. I looked at my phone, "Shit! I have to pick up Joe. I better go. You wanna come with me Kooks? He loves you."

Kuki nodded, she smiled. I think for a second she believed, which was good because that means that everyone believed me too.

"K Walls," Abby said, "See ya. You too Kooks."

We each said our farewells and Kuki and I left the store.

For a couple of minutes Kuki and I walked in silence. I was waiting for her to talk, since it was her that made us leave.

Since she didn't speak I decided to see what was up, "So what's going on?"

Kuki turned to face me, she stared at me for the longest time...I could just feel her brown eyes on me, so I turned to face her. We stared at each other for what felt the longest time and she just continued to stare at me, trying to find words. But she didn't.

She suddenly grabbed my hand and stared at them, she smiled at them slightly...she then wrapped me in a tight hug.

All of our lives, Kuki always hugged me, but this hug was different. I knew this when she whispered in my ear, "You're good in a crisis."

"What happened?" I asked.

"My family is falling apart," Kuki said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"No one is talking to each other Wally," She mumbled into my gray sweater, "Things are really screwed up. I haven't heard my parents say I love you to any one in my family in days."

Now if I knew only one thing about families, it was if a parent hasn't told their kids they loved them in days....well than Kuki is right, things are really screwed up.

I rubbed her back, "Things are gonna be OK."

"This time I don't know Wally," She cried, "For once I don't things are gonna be OK."

"Kuki," I began, "You know me right?"

Kuki nodded into my sweater.

"You also know that I was the kid who believed in aliens and all that weird magical, ET stuff," I continued, "I was weird, Kuki, and I still am, kind of...but not as much as I was. And sometimes I miss it. Remember when I told you about Cinderella and how 12 AM is my favorite time of the day?"

Kuki kind of let go, but not fully, just enough to give a completely confused look.

I know she remembered that I told her. It was a significant moment in our friendship, at least I thought so. Well I don't know how it came up, but it did...my favorite time of the day is midnight...there is a weird explanation behind it.

It's kind of like going back to school on Monday, it's an end to a great weekend. But for Cinderella, it wasn't. She still got her Prince in the end, the real end. And that's what I want. Maybe my true love will call me at that time, or just maybe I'll here a song, with all the answers. And if I don't, I'll go back to my life the next morning, and just wait for another night to come.

The way Kuki looked at me that night, was as if I were a God....I never saw her eyes sparkle as much as to when she looked at me that night...and I think that's when she knew, you know? That I wasn't a complete idiot.

"So you remember?" I asked, "About the midnight thing?"

Kuki still had that look but nodded.

I continued, "Well lately, I've been loosing hope on that story. I sometimes have the feeling that everything is not gonna be okay....just like you feel, but Kuki, you gotta know that we're too young to feel that way."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Kuki asked.

"Things are gonna be okay, Kuki," I explained, "You just got believe that."

Now I didn't know that for sure, but I felt like that's what she needed to hear. So if fate decides to play cruel tricks on her, and everything doesn't turn out okay, like I told her. Then she could blame me and not be so confused as to what to do, or who to blame.

She smiled slightly and looked at me, it was the same look she did that night I told her my favorite time of the day. God, I kill for her to look at me like that everyday. It just makes me feel so special.

She hugged me as tight as she could, it was the hug that I loved, "Thanks Wally. You always know how to make things better."

I smiled into her hair, "You always do the same for me. I owe you."

I felt her smile get bigger...and that just made my day.

THE END..

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