Broken Laughter.

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Part 1
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I trudged to school through the noisy mud. Why did it rain so much in England? My black wells were now brown and slowly letting the cold water seep in so that my toes were starting to shiver.
When I finally got to school I flung off my wellys and slipped on my scruffy black converse. Perfect.
I stuck my headphones on pretending I wasn't there. I don't like people to see, hear or think I believe. I'm a wall flower and I'm happy being one.
I walked down the corridor, eyes on the floor, don't attract attention. As I walked towards my locker I felt a body hit into the side of me. Well I hit into them. There was a loud crash as the person flew into the locker. I tugged off my headphones and stuffed them into my jean's pocket.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm such a idiot! Sorry!" I apologise over and over again. Everyones staring at me, noticing me, great my low profile is dead.
"Don't worry." says the figure still on the floor clutching their arm. I help them up and scan their face. It's a boy for one thing, even worse! He had midnight blue eyes, blonde locks with natural brown highlights that hung over his eyes lazily. Pink lips, rosy cheeks that you want to pinch like a baby's. His figure was pretty impressive, muscly arms and chest.
"Sorry." I apologise again but quieter,
"Don't worry it's only a graze" he says holding up his bare elbow,
"That's not a graze." I say calmly. He tries to look at the cut but as you know you can't see the end of your elbow without a mirror. I small laugh escapes me and he swings around in a circle.
"Hold on." I say pulling off my hood and scrunching it into a ball, I hand it to him like a bandage and he dabs his elbow,
"Bit of blood" I don't care about blood and gross stuff like that, I open my locker and get a small mirror out showing him his 'graze'. He winces, most of his elbow is now red from blood.
"Don't worry, here" I pour my all of my water onto his elbow, what a waste!
"Great first day." he laughs showing a perfect smile,
"New here then?" I ask, everyone had gone to lessons now leaving us alone in the corridor,
"Moved from London. I'm Harry, Harry Beauchump" I burst out laughing, Beauchump!
"I'm glad you find my name amusing." he smiles
"Sorry, I'm Imogen Night" I hold out my hand formally, he frowns and side-fives it?
"What's your next lesson?" Harry asks handing me back my hood the fronts covered in crimson blood. I stuff it into my locker,
"D.T graphics, you?"
"Same as you. Class 10?"
"Yup, come on I'll show you were to go." I say leading him down the corridor.
We get to class and are... Late.
"Sorry sir." I apologise walking into class and going to my seat with the bitch Josie who's sitting smugly on her seat next to mine,
"That's ok Imogen, don't do it again. And who's this?" he asks me pointing toward Harry who's standing awkwardly at the door in the class.
"I'm Harry sir. I'm new here." he says
"Ah Harry Beauchump, from London?" a small ripple of laughter escapes from the class, Harry blushes slightly, and I smile at him reassuring him that they're no that bad. I lie, they're terrible.
"Yeah." Harry says looking down at the floor,
"Ok go and sit next to Imogen and Josie." he hands Harry his yellow D.T book. Harry slumps in his chair next to me so that he's facing the wall. It's a square table by the way! Mr Thorn does the register, my name is last as usual. By now I'm lost in thoughts.
"Imogen? Hello?" he repeats several times before I recognise it.
"Yes sir? Can I help?" I mumble still half in my own thoughts,
"Are you here?" what a stupid question, he's talking to me, it's not like he's talking to a wall!
"No sir. I'm lying in bed eating a chicken at a mental hospital" I say casually, still staring out the window.
"Oh really? Good fun?" I know he's smiling but trying to be stern.
"Yep." I sigh. I like Mr Thorn, he treats me like a friend, not a ditzy student.
"Well the way your going you'll be in a metal hospital any day" buts in Josie. This doesn't really effect me, I get it every day. The class bursts out laughing at the pathetic joke.
"Josie silence" says Mr Thorn. I go quiet and feel that pain in my stomach when people make fun of me. The rest of the lesson goes slowly. I tune out and listen to all the birds outside, flying freely, not a care in the world. I sometimes wish I was a bird.
"Imogen time to go." Harris voice breaks my trance, I notice the whole class has left.
"Oh yeah." I say swinging my nag over my shoulder lazily. We walk out the class, it turns out we have all the same lessons. We sit outside out English class heads against the wall.
"You should probably find some friends." I say truthfully,
"Arn't you my friend?" he asks smiling, I'm his friend? If you how I felt it would look like this XD times 100!
"If you want to be friends sure. But people won't like you" I smile back at him, a frown emerges on his brow
"Why?"
"Because people consider me weird, so they won't like you for hanging around me." I shrug
"Oh... I don't mind. I like you anyway"
"Thanks. I guess I like you. Your not that bad" I tease.
"Haha funny. I'm laughing my head off." I chuckle to myself. I like this boy.
"Posture" I say, Harry's slumped into a ball so I push his back into a straight line. He makes his lips pucker like a posh person and I laugh, this boy can make me laugh? Amazing!
"Mum taught me manners before she.." I nearly let it slip. My smile fades and turns into my normal face. Dull.
"Before she?"
"What- oh don't worry." I sigh blinking a few times washing away tears. They run down my face which I automatically wipe away.
"Your crying?" says Harry, turning my head so that I'm facing him,
"No biggy." I wipe away another one that has escaped,
"Tell me what happened." demands Harry his eyes boring into mine.
"If you must know my Mum and Dad split up when I was 5. Mum had to look after 4 kids. She couldn't take it. When I was at school, she killed herself, drank bleach. I was 11 then and she left a note saying to look after all my 2 brothers" I say it quickly, but I can see that Harry hears it all.
"I'm so sorry Imogen... I didn't know. Hold on wait, you said 4 kids you, and three siblings, you said two brothers."
"I have to look after Johnny and Peter, they're 14 I'm 16. But Danny has left home now, he's 20 now."
"Oh I see... Don't you live with a foster family."
"Nope." I say, my sorrow has long gone.
"Then where do you live?"
"I'll show you, come on" I say picking up my bag and helping Harry up.
"But we have a lesson now."
"You gotta bunk now and then" I say truthfully.
"The house is awesome!" I say leading him down the stairs and out of the school.

Part 2
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"Imogen, we shouldn't be doing this." complains Harry,
"It'll be fine. No one notices I'm gone." I say truthfully, no one notices I'm there or not.
"Ok but if we get into trouble, it's your fault."
"Ok ok I'll take full responsibility." I raise my hand to my chest and cross my heart right where my eagle pin is. We walk around the streets for awhile until shop keeper start to get suspicious an ask us where we're going. I take Harry by the hand which is surprisingly hot compared to mine. We walk to the edge of the dark forest.
"This is it!" I say beaming proudly at Harry who looks confused.
"What do you mean... This is it?"
"I mean, this is my home."
"It's a-a forest.."
"Yep. Come on I'll show you wear I sleep for the night. Well and live." I take his hand again, in a friendly way, and lead him deeper and deeper into the forest. From the outside all the trees look dark and eery, once you get into deeper onto the trees you can see the beauty of it. Once inside it's light, all the light from the sky seeps through the lush green trees, the soft mossy floor sponges slightly when you step on it. It's crammed full of wildlife, blue moths, deer, rabbits and so many more! When we finally get to the huge old oak tree I stop dead in my tracks,
"Well this is it!" I exclaim, Harry spins around looking for my 'house'
"Where is it?" he asks, I smile and start to say my sender when a familiar voice calls down from the tree.
"Imogen! Bunking off school again, tut tut!" shouts Peter laughing,
"Who's this your boyfriend?" shouts Johnny's voice. I smile. I do love my two brothers. Even if they're a pain in the ass.
"I'm coming up!" I warn them laughing, their heads disappear back into the trees.
"Come on, there's a ladder don't worry." I walk Harry around the other side of the tree, hidden in the ivy is a wide wooden ladder that swings slightly when you climb it, it's attached to the tallest branch possible.
"You first" I say to Harry who's looking slightly shocked at my home. He takes a shy step towards the ladder and makes his was up it. For someone from the city he can move quickly and elegantly through the winding tree. We get to the large wooden house sitting easily in the tree. Johnny and Peter are sitting by the window eating some sore of meat.
"Guys this is Harry. Harry this is Peter and Johnny." I gesture to each of the boys. They nod there heads slightly. A welcoming fit for a king!
"So what you doing out of school?" asks Peeta tossing a small cooked bird's leg at me I catch it clumsily but quickly redeem myself.
"Got to now and them. Harry's new here. What is this?" I ask taking a small bite out of the leg.
"Blue tit leg." says Johnny casually, I spit it out rumbling my nose up to the dead animal on the floor.
"Guys if your hungry go ask the baker for bread, blue tit ain't good food." I say sitting down. Harry nervously sat down next to me. I guess this is weird for him, random girl invites you to her house which is a tree house...
"Guys... Why don't you go look for some food for tonight" I suggest the two siblings shake there heads in union,
"We got some stuff" says Peter, I raise my eyebrows telling him that I just want some privacy. He gets the message and drags Johnny don't the ladder winking at me. Once I'm sure they've left I speak to Harry.
"You ok?" I ask
"I guess. Why don't you have a home?" he takes my hand in his, it feels so small wrapped up tightly in his.
"Well... When Mum-Died the boys and I decided to not go to a care home. We ran away." I say simply.
"How do you live?"
"Oh it's easy really. I've got people.. That help us with food. We all know how to hunt... Well I do and Luna!"
"Who's Luna?"
"My hawk. I'll show you" I can see excitement on Harry's face when I say hawk. I stand at the simple doorless door way and whistle a short but entrancing tune. There's a melodic call from the sky and I spot a large bird flying down to greet me. Luna lands on my arm, carefully placing feet so that he talons don't cut my skin. They do but not badly.
"Hey Luna" I say stroking her soft feathered forehead. She nuzzles the back of my hand and coos a little.
"Look I bought a visiter" I say showing her to Harry. She screeches angry at the new comer. I can see fear on Harry's face but mostly it's just amazement. The way Luna sits perfectly on my arm. She's huge for a hawk!
"Luna this is Harry. Harry is good" I say, she understands and relaxes a little.
"Come on Luna" I sit carefully back on the floor and Luna hops off my arm to stand next to me.
"Come on Harry" I urge patting the floor the other side of me. He walks over slowly, Luna's beady eyes watching him closely.
"Luna Octana" I say, I have this language that I can speak to Luna with. She understands most of what I say in English but this is our special language!
"Octana means welcome" I explain to Harry,
"Oh octana Luna" he says, I can see that Luna is slowly growing to like Harry and his gentle nature.
"Luna says hello" I stroke her right wing which has long white curved feature dotted over it. Luna hops over the wooden floor and onto Harry's legs. He winces as her talons make contact with his leg.
"Luna weight" I say, she lifts the foot which is hurting Harry slightly. I smile as I know that she isn't fully helping him out.
"Try stroking her Harry" I suggest, he frowns in concentration as he slowly reaches his hand out to Luna's head. She screeches at him musically but he doesn't flinch. After a while of Luna inspecting Harry's hand she decides it can't harm her. He places the top of her head against Harry's palm which makes him been with happiness. He runs his finger along her autumn feathers.
"Wow, she's a lovely hawk" Harry says,
"Yep, found her as a chick, her wink was broken so I fixed it and kept her as my own." this triggers Luna away from Harry's hand and onto my shoulder resting her head against mine.
"It's like she thinks your her mother." Harry says inspecting us closely.
"I am, in a way.. I feed her and look after her. She's a good girl"
"I love how you live. So... Out there" Harry stares at me and smiles which makes a warm heat appear in my stomach,
"Yeah it's good." I say simply. Maybe Harry could join us?

Part 3
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"Do you want to stay the night?" I ask Harry shyly,
"What here? With you?" he points to himself and beams, I can practically feel the heat he's producing from his happiness,
"Well only if you want to"
"Cool! I'd love to Imogen, thanks. I'll be back at... 6?"
"No!!! To late, the animal will be out by then. 4:30." I say strictly, Luna has fallen asleep with her head under her wing gently resting against my arm, her warm body rising and deflating now and then.
"Oh umm, right animals..."
"Do you want me to come help you pack? It's hard to find this place sometimes."
"Thanks. If we leave now, I can leave a note for Dad when he gets back."
"Ok let's go. Luna kanti." Luna's eye pop open and she spreads her wing to their full length, she accidentally hit me in the face. She coos an apology and flys off. I get up laughing and follow Harry down the ladder.
"I'll be back later!" I shout to the boys who are up a tree,
"Ok" Johnny calls back.
Harry leads me up and down streets until we get to a large white house. It's windows has posh window frames, and the door is jet black. It's like a mansion. All shiny and new. I don't like it much.
"You never said your rich" I nudge Harry
"My parents are. Not me" he smiles and unlocks the front door. The corridor is layered with a clean cream carpet. I think I should take my muddy converse off but Harry doesn't so I just follow him round like a lost puppy.
"I'll be back with my bag in a sec." says Harry running up the stairs and leaving me in the kitchen. Alone with all this expensive stuff...
"They won't mind if I take some food.." I say quietly to myself. I open the huge fridge revealing shelf on shelf of posh, rich foods. I pick up 4 apples, 2 loads of bread and a big block of cheese. Just as I'm stuffing them into my bag, trying bot to damage then, Harry walks in. When he sees me frozen with the stolen goods he just smiles at laughs lightly at me.
"Make yourself at home then"
"Sorry Harry... It's just there's so much compared to what we have." a tiny dead bird.
"No I don't mind. Take more if you like" he offers. I shake my head happy with what I have already.
"Come on then." I say picking up Harry bag for him and walking to the door. He places a note for his parents on the counter and hurries after me.

We get back to the tree house just as dusk is arriving. I hurry him up worried about what could get him down on the floor.
"Hey guys." I say greeting Johnny and Peter.
"Hi, what's he doin' back here?" asks Peter rudely.
"He's a friend. He can come and go as he pleases." I snap back. That shuts him up. "Here. Harry's given us some proper food" I say handing both of them an apple, some bread and a bit of cheese,
"Wow! Nice one Harry" compliments Johnny crunching into an red apple. I stand at the door and whistle my tune signalling to Luna it's time to come home. There's a beautiful call and she flys down onto my shoulder.
"Good girl" I whisper as she nuzzles my cheek.
"We could roast that thing! Good few meals there" says Peeta, Luna hisses at him angrily. And flaps her wings. Peter backs away slightly,
"Don't worry Luna. He's just a stupid idiot" I smile. She coos in agreement. "Look who's here to see you" I smile, she looks over at Harry and screeches happily flying to him and gently placing her feet on his shoulder,
"Hi Luna." Harry says stroking her head softly.
"Right men! Bed." I say, Johnny and Peter stand up pretending to be soldiers and saluting me. They walk to another room that's hidden slightly. They have a single mattress each and I have a double mattress to myself. Once I'm happy they're asleep I send in Luna who sleeps next to me. Harry and I are now left alone.
"Well it's been a good day for me" I say smiling at Harry,
"Yeah me too. Except when you killed my elbow."
"Heh yeah sorry.."
"No worries can't feel a thing now!" he taps the end of his elbow and laughs to himself. I lead him to our little bedroom.
"You all sleep in here?" asks Harry,
"Well sometimes I sleep in the other room"
"Oh ok."
"You can have the mattress as your the guest" I say kindly,
"It's a double mattress, let's just share it." whoa! Share a bed?
"Oh umm.. Ok." I say frowning a little, Harry moves over to me and uses his little pinkie to wipe it away.
"Thanks" I smile up at him. He gives me his rucksack,
"There's 8 blankets in there for us all"
"Wow really? Thanks!" I say pulling out a bundle of blankets. They're extremely soft and make me want to collapse into them. I place two over each of the boys and one over Luna who seems to appreciate it!
"Ok well... See you in the morning then." I say slipping into bed and pulling my single blanket over myself, I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep for what seems like 10 minutes before Harry comes to bed. I feel his body reach over mine,
"Night Imogen, stay safe." he says, his breath tickles my ear slightly, all of a sudden his soft, warm lips are on my cheek. A bed time kiss. His strong arms locks around me pulling me closer to him, it's nice don't get me wrong. Just a new experience. I quickly fall asleep to the sound of Harry's deep sleepy breaths.

I wake up as usual. Screaming. I struggle around and scream more because I can't move. There's a strong barrier holding me attached to the bed. I fling my arms around and kick frantically at the barrier. I start to cry and scream louder until my voice breaks into loud cries and sobs
"Let me go! Don't hurt me!" I scream. Johnny and Peter are at my side in an instant, the thing holding me back releases itself. I scream and sit up leaning against the wall rocking back and fourth.
"Imogen it's ok. It's us Johnny and Peter. Your ok don't worry" Johnny says. I nod frantically swallow to much so that I cough on my own spit. A soft body brushes against my arm. I relax a little knowing that Luna's with me,
"Luna pinay dayca" I say over and over it means, Luna help me. She sings a sweet song in my ear reminding me every things ok. She sings it over an over again until my breathing is back to normal.
"Thank you Luna, thank you." I say over and over letting more tears escape me. I look around the scream filled room. Johnny and Peter are sitting on there beds looking worried. I smile weakly at them.
"Go back to bed. I'm ok" I say, they nods and instantly fall back to sleep. I scan the room and spot Harry's figure in my bed sitting up.
"I'm so sorry Harry. I didn't mean to scare you" I apologise, he moves towards me so that our body's are touching.
"What happened?" he asks with a worried and terrified expression on his face.
"Nothing... It happens every night. Don't worry about it." I say looking at my hands which are shaking frantically.
"That wasn't nothing"
"I just have... Dreams about stuff in the past that happened to me. Please don't worry" I look deeply into Harry's eyes.
"Ok, can you get back to sleep?" he moves slightly further away from me but doesn't let go of my wrist.
"No. Probably not. I'm used to it though, as long as you get sleep" I shuffle back over to the bed and rest my head on the pillow. Luna's watching Harry move back in next to me. She has clearly forgot about liking him and now thinks he tried to kill me!
"It's ok Luna, Harry didn't know" I say as she shuffles next to me. I hum a little lullaby and she falls asleep quickly.
"Should I give you some space?" asks Harry
"Well, I won't sleep so do what you like." I shrug staring at the wooden ceiling.
"Anything..." Harry repeats to himself. Harry's face blocks my view of the roof completely as he leans over me. I frown but it disappears as Harry get closer to me. His hair brushes my face,
"Anything" he whispers, I nod, slightly starstruck. He smiles as presses his lips gently to mine, the fit together perfectly like a lock and key. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck.
My head goes black and I fall down on my pillow asleep, with Harry's arm around my waist.