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Feb. 25th, 2012 01:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brilliant_ideasTitle: 'Marco Polo.'
Summary: Sarah knows Angie is watching after her.
Sarah's life at home and her life at school weren't that much different. She was ignored at both, but felt safer at school. At home... she only existed to Angie. At school, she was Angie's little sister. Nobody was going to do anything to Angie's little sister. Unfortunately, that also meant that almost nobody in her classes talked to her.
But she existed to Angie at school, too. Once Angie started getting into fights, she started checking in on Sarah every period. Sarah would be in class, and she would hear Angie from outside or in the hallway say, "Marco?"
Sarah always answered. "Polo." And then Angie would go back to what Sarah hoped was her own class. The teachers tried to stop it, at first. Eventually, they learned it wasn't going to stop and learned to deal with it.
Sometimes, Sarah didn't answer right away. Sometimes, she wouldn't hear Angie over the teacher or a classmate, but a few times she stayed quiet to let Angie know to check in. Angie would always pop in the door like she owned the room, or open the window and lean in, and Sarah wouldn't have to say a thing. Angie always knew who was bothering Sarah.
Then, Angie would be gone before anything could really happen, and the person would show up the next day a little frightened looking or a little beat up, and usually leave her alone. There were only a few repeat offenders.
When Angie ran away, there wasn't any more Marco Polo. For the first few days, it went fine. Most people thought Angie would come back soon, because it wasn't uncommon for her to spend a few days out of school at a time. When she didn't, things started slowly and snowballed quickly.
It was more verbal and emotional harassment than anything, and Angie still would have stomped their faces into the ground if she had been there. Sarah didn't know how to handle people speaking to her, so she never said a thing. She just kept her head down and ignored it, and ran away when she couldn't. She hid, sometimes, but she was good at hiding. It was second nature for her at that point.
Two weeks later, Sarah jerked awake when someone almost frantically tapped on her window in the middle of the night.
And then, from outside the window: "Marco?"
Summary: Sarah knows Angie is watching after her.
Sarah's life at home and her life at school weren't that much different. She was ignored at both, but felt safer at school. At home... she only existed to Angie. At school, she was Angie's little sister. Nobody was going to do anything to Angie's little sister. Unfortunately, that also meant that almost nobody in her classes talked to her.
But she existed to Angie at school, too. Once Angie started getting into fights, she started checking in on Sarah every period. Sarah would be in class, and she would hear Angie from outside or in the hallway say, "Marco?"
Sarah always answered. "Polo." And then Angie would go back to what Sarah hoped was her own class. The teachers tried to stop it, at first. Eventually, they learned it wasn't going to stop and learned to deal with it.
Sometimes, Sarah didn't answer right away. Sometimes, she wouldn't hear Angie over the teacher or a classmate, but a few times she stayed quiet to let Angie know to check in. Angie would always pop in the door like she owned the room, or open the window and lean in, and Sarah wouldn't have to say a thing. Angie always knew who was bothering Sarah.
Then, Angie would be gone before anything could really happen, and the person would show up the next day a little frightened looking or a little beat up, and usually leave her alone. There were only a few repeat offenders.
When Angie ran away, there wasn't any more Marco Polo. For the first few days, it went fine. Most people thought Angie would come back soon, because it wasn't uncommon for her to spend a few days out of school at a time. When she didn't, things started slowly and snowballed quickly.
It was more verbal and emotional harassment than anything, and Angie still would have stomped their faces into the ground if she had been there. Sarah didn't know how to handle people speaking to her, so she never said a thing. She just kept her head down and ignored it, and ran away when she couldn't. She hid, sometimes, but she was good at hiding. It was second nature for her at that point.
Two weeks later, Sarah jerked awake when someone almost frantically tapped on her window in the middle of the night.
And then, from outside the window: "Marco?"
