I got this idea from Hailey.
(katr16@excite.com) We're both happy with it SO FAR, and I hope you'll stick with it to see how it'll turn out!

Blair: * at lunch, comes into the cafeteria * I just had another one of my brilliant ideas!
Tootie: What is it THIS time, Blair?
Blair: Well, you know how I’ve been filling out college applications?
Nat: How could we not know? You’ve been whining about it all week!
Blair: Exactly. Well, I found the perfect volunteer activity.
Nat: Really? What is it?
Blair: I’m going to be a mentor for an 8 year-old little girl named...*looks at paper * Chloe.
Tootie: Aww. That’s so cute!
Blair: And, it’s an activit I can put on my college application!
Mrs. G: Blair, this isn’t something you should take lightly. This could make a big difference in that little girl’s life.
Blair: I know, Mrs. Garrett. I’m just thinking about what’s in it for me.
Mrs. G: Oh, Blair. That little girl should come first. It doesn’t matter what you get out of this!
Blair: Maybe. Anyway, I meet her after school today. I’m suppose to help her with her homework. You know, so she gets comfortable with me, and we get to know each other a little bit.
Tootie: That’s so cute. Why don’t you bring her by here, Blair?
Blair: Maybe. I’ll have to see.
Nat: I’ll bet she’s adorable. Chloe sounds like such a cute name.
Mrs. G: Blair, just remember what I said. This is for her, not for you.
Blair: Okay, Mrs. Garrett.
*After school-Blair arrives at the office of the elementary school and talks to Ms. White-the secretary *
Blair: Excuse me, can you tell me where I need to go to find Chloe Parker?
Ms. White: Chloe Parker? *Blair nods * Oh, you must be Blair Warner! I’m sorry we couldn’t catch you sooner, but Chloe didn’t come to school today.
Blair: What?
Ms. White: Her dad called to say he was taking her to the hospital this morning.
Blair: Oh, no! Is she really sick?
Ms. White: He said she broke her arm.
Blair: That’s too bad. Do you know how it happened?
Ms. White: Sorry, no. But, Chloe made these for you, yesterday, and she wanted you to have them today. *hands Blair a thank you card-made by Chloe and a picture of a dog that Chloe drew *
Blair: *looking at them * Aww…that was sweet.
Ms. White: Yea, she’s a little sweetie.
Blair: Is there anyway I can get her address? You know, maybe I could go see her-cheer her up a little?
Ms. White: Well, I’m not really suppose to give this out, but, I know how much Chloe has been looking forward to this. So, *writes Chloe’s address on a sheet of paper * here.
Blair: Thank you. I have to be going now. Nice seeing you.
Ms. White: Yea, you too. Have a nice day.
~ Blair-arriving at a dirty house with broken shutters and a really trashy front porch with broken bottles laying around. Blair knocks. A girl in a worn out red gingham dress, with blonde hair, big blue eyes and pig tails like Cindy Brady’s-and a cast on her arm comes to the door ~
Chloe: *opens door * I’m Chloe, can I help you?
Blair: Hi, Chloe. I’m Blair. I’m your mentor from Eastland…
Chloe: Oh my goodness! I didn’t think I’d get to see you today! And I’ve been so excited! Come on in-my dad isn’t home and it gets lonely.
Blair: *comes in to a surprisingly clean house-not much furniture-not very decorative or homey, but, very clean * What about your mom?
Chloe: *looks down * She dies when I was 2.
Blair: I’m so sorry…*starts to walk toward Chloe, but Chloe moves away*
Chloe: It’s okay. Things happen. You want some tea? I’ll boil some water.
Blair: You make tea by yourself?
Chloe: I’m not a CHILD, Blair.
Blair: Yes, you are! You’re only 8.
Chloe: 8…18-what difference does it make? I do the laundry, the dishes, the housework and everything else around here anyway.
Blair: Why?
Chloe: Cause daddy won’t.
Blair: You shouldn’t have to…*silence for a few seconds * So, you got a pink cast, huh?
Chloe: *smiles * Pink’s my favorite color!
Blair: I like pink, too.
Chloe: Wow! That’s cool…So, did they send my homework with you?
Blair: No. I guess we’ll just have to do extra work tomorrow.
Chloe: guess so…Well, you should probably get going. I’m sure you’ve got better things to do than talk to me. Besides, my dad will be home soon, and I didn’t ask to have a friend over, so, he might freak out. *gets up to open the door *
Blair: okay. We wouldn’t want your dad to freak out, I don’t want you to be in trouble.
Chloe: I’ll see you tomorrow, though.
Blair: Okay. *hugs Chloe and Chloe cringes * Oh, I’m sorry did I bump your arm?
Chloe: oh, it’s okay…g’head…I’ll see you tomorrow!
Blair: Okay, if you’re sure you’re alright.
Chloe: I’m fine.
Blair: Okay, see you tomorrow! *leaves *
~ cafeteria-everyone is setting up for dinner-Blair comes in ~
Mrs. G: Blair! How’d it go?
Jo: How’d what go?
Nat: Blair is mentoring a little girl named Chloe.
Jo: Wait…Blair Warner?
Tootie: Yes, Jo.
Jo: Hmm..what did she finally decide to do something about her college applications, or what?
Blair: *glares at Jo * Anyway, *turns to Mrs. Garrett * It was alright. Chloe wasn’t at school today because she broke her arm.
Mrs. G: Oh, I hope she’s okay.
Blair: She seemed fine when I went to see her.
Jo: Whoa! Blair went out of her way to check on someone and make sure they were okay?! Good thing I’m sittin’ down!
Blair: *ignores Jo * yea, I’m going to help her tomorrow with her homework.
Mrs. G: I’m proud of you, Blair. You really are doing this for Chloe.
Blair: Yea, I thought about what you said, and I decided that this girl needs me more than I need it to go on my college applications.
Jo: Be still, my heart! She does care!
Mrs. G: Jo…
Jo: Yea, yea…* goes into the kitchen *
Mrs. G: Don’t let her throw you, Blair. I’m sure you’ll do a terrific job!
Blair: Mrs. Garrett? Could you make some chocolate chip cookies for tomorrow, please?
Mrs. G: I guess so..do you want to take them to Chloe, or are you going to bring her here?
Blair: Maybe I’ll bring her here so you can all meet her. She’s the cutest little girl. Little blonde pigtails, lotsa freckles…
Mrs. G: She sounds adorable, Blair. We’re all looking forward to meeting her.
~ Next day-Mrs. G, Nat, Tootie and Jo in cafeteria-Nat, Tootie and Jo are sprawled out on chairs ~
Nat: Oh my gosh! It’s gotta be 90 degrees out there!
Tootie: At least!
Jo: Be quiet! You’re making the room hotter with all your chatting.
Mrs. G: I don’t understand it! It should be cold in February in New York!
Tootie: Yesterday, we had to wear coats, but today you can’t even go outside without frying!
~ Blair and Chloe come in- Chloe is wearing long pants and long sleeves-her hair is in a low ponytail, now-covering her neck ~
Blair: My goodness it’s extreme out there!
Jo: Here’s all the hot air…so much for relief!
Blair: Everyone, I’d like you to meet Chloe. *Blair puts her hands on Chloe’s shoulders and Chloe winces and pulls away-they all notice *
Mrs. G: What’s wrong, sweetie?
Chloe: Oh, nothing. It’s just that my shoulder’s bruised from sliding into home plate in P.E. It hurt, but, I scored a run! *smiles * *they all laugh *
Tootie: Hi, I’m tootie. *shakes her hand *
Chloe: Nice to meet you, *turns to Blair. * Her name sounds like an ice cream flavor! *Blair laughs *
Blair: Well, Tootie’s not her REAL name.
Chloe: Oh, they stuck you with a nickname, too?
Tootie: Yeup, what’s yours?
Chloe: Lizardbreath.
Tootie: Lizardbreath?
Chloe: Yea, my middle name is Elizabeth. Kids my age can be so immature.
Nat: Hi, I’m Natalie. Nice to meet you!
Chloe: *shakes her hand *Hi Natalie!
Blair: *points to Jo * That’s Jo. Don’t call her Joann! ;)
Chloe: *thinkingthat ANN is Jo’s middle name walks over to Jo and shakes her hand * I don’t like it when my daddy calls me ‘Chloe Elizabeth,’ either! *everyone laughs *
Mrs. G: Hi, Chloe, I’m Mrs. Garrett. *Chloe gives her a hug-at first, Mrs. G is shocked and doesn’t know whether to hug her or not-for fear of hurting her, but she gently hugs her *
Chloe: Blair told me about you.
Mrs. G: Oh, really? What’d she say about me?
Chloe: That you’re the lady with the chocolate chip cookies! *giggles and everyone laughs *
Mrs. G: You want some?
Chloe: May I please?
Mrs. G: Of course! Come with me…
Chloe: *turns to Blair * you coming?
Blair: I’ll be in in a minute. You go ahead and get a start on those cookies.
Chloe: Okay, *takes Mrs. G’s hand and goes into the kitchen with her *
Nat: Blair, she’s adorable!
Tootie: she’s so cute. Come on, Nat. Let’s go have cookies. *they go in the kitchen *
Jo: Why is she wearing long pants and long sleeves? She must be roasting!
Blair: I asked her if she wanted me to take her home so she could change, but she got all defensive…
Jo: She must get hurt a lot. First, she breaks her arm, then she gets a bruise stealing home base!
Blair: She’s a little girl. She’s fragile.
Jo: So, did you meet her parents?
Blair: Oh…don’t mention parents around her. Her mom died when she was two. But, no, I haven’t met her dad.
Jo: Oh, poor thing. I hope Nat and Tootie don’t bring up her mom…
~ In the kitchen, Chloe’s eating cookies, and Nat, Tootie and Mrs. G are all near her talking to her ~
Nat: Geez! You eat like you’ve never had chocolate chip cookies before!
Chloe: I haven’t! Well, not home made ones…
Tootie: Doesn’t your mom ever make them?
Chloe: *stops eating and kinda looks down * my mom died when I was two…
Nat: Sorry.
Tootie: Oh my gosh. You were only two?
Chloe: Yea…
Tootie: I’m so sorry…you probably don’t want to talk about it.
Chloe: No, it’s okay. It happened when I was so little, I don’t remember much about it, but a lot of people ask me about it. My teachers have all wanted to send me to a psycha…a psycha…a shrink, but my dad won’t pay for it, and besides…I don’t need to. Daddy and I are doing just fine.
Mrs. G: *lightly hugs her *
Chloe: *throws her arms around Mrs. G *

Good job. Although I don't usually care for stories of this nature, you are doing a wonderful job.

1strunfan....sorry you don't like these kinds of stories...:( but I'm glad this one's okay so far! Here's more..

Mrs. G: You okay, Chloe?
Chloe: *still holding on to Mrs. G * yea…It’s just been a while since I’ve gotten a hug.
Mrs. G: Doesn’t your daddy hug you?
Chloe: Oh…um…yea. He’s just…been busy lately.
Mrs. G: *skeptically *Oh. Well, you can have all the hugs you want from me. I’m sure the girls feel the same way.
Tootie: yeup. Just let me know!
Nat: Same here.
~ Blair comes in ~
Blair: Well, it’s about time to get you back, Chloe.
Chloe: *sadly * okay…*hugs Nat, Tootie, then Mrs. G, but she won’t let go of Mrs. G *
Blair: Chloe, you want to come back tomorrow?
Chloe: *nods * but I thought tomorrow wasn’t a mentor day…
Blair: So what? You can come anyway.
Chloe: *smile * That’s great! *lets go of Mrs. G * See you tomorrow!
Mrs. G: I’ll save some cookies for tomorrow! *picks up some cookies and hands them to Chloe * But here. Take these home with you for tonight.
Chloe: Really?
Mrs. G: *chuckles * Yeup.
Chloe: Thank you! *hugs Mrs. G-then leaves with Blair *
Nat: I’m worried, Mrs. Garrett.
Tootie: Yea, that poor little girl!
Mrs. G: I’m worried, too, girls. But Blair knows that if there’s something going on, she needs to tell someone.
Tootie: Mrs. Garrett! There’s obviously something going on!
Nat: Yea, cause 8 yea-old little girls with nothing going on don’t act like that!
Mrs. G: Girls, we don’t know anything for sure until CHLOE tells someone.
Tootie: I wish we could do something…
Mrs. G: I know…I know. *puts an arm around each of the two girls *
~ Blair and Chloe-Chloe’s classroom the next day ~
Blair: *hands Chloe a package-wrapped with pink paper * I brought you something.
Chloe: *looks at it *
Blair: Don’t you want to open it?
Chloe: Oh…yea, sorry. I don’t get many presents. Especially wrapped in pink! I LOVE pink!
Blair: I know. Go ahead, open it!
Chloe: *slowly opens the package and finds a pencil-with pink fur around it and bright pink feather on top * Blair, I LOVE it! Thank you so much!
Blair: I’m glad you like it.
Chloe: Are you kidding? It’s terrific!
Blair: Great! So what do you say we go have some more of Mrs. Garrett’s cookies?
Chloe: YUM!
Blair: *chuckles * I’ll take that as a yes! Let’s go!
Chloe: Okay.
~ In the car on the way to Eastland ~
Chloe: Blair?
Blair: yea?
Chloe: I can tell you anything, right?
Blair: Absolutely.
Chloe: Can I ask you a question first?
Blair: Of course.
Chloe: Do you believe in God, like me?
Blair: *is shocked * umm…not really. How come?
Chloe: How come you don’t?
Blair: Well, that’s kind of a hard question to answer. Let me ask you…How come you DO believe in God?
Chloe: Cause he protects me.
Blair: Protects you from what?
Chloe: Daddy.
Blair: *is totally stunned * Why does God need to protect you from you daddy?
Chloe: Come on, Blair. I know you’re not stupid. Your friends know, I can tell. My bruises aren’t from P.E. They’re from daddy. *starts crying * Blair, it hurts when daddy hits me. Teach me how to not make him mad at me. Please. I do everything, but when I make a mistake, he punishes me for it. I deserve punishment, but it hurts so much. Everything I do is ALWAYS wrong! Show me how to do things right so he won’t be mad at me.
~ Blair parks the car at Eastland and unbuckles herself and Chloe, she picks Chloe up and sets Chloe on her lap so she can just hold her while she cries * Shh…We’ll figure this out, okay? Would it help if I talked to your daddy?
Chloe: Maybe.
Blair: Alright. How about this: We’ll go in and tell Mrs. Garrett where I’ll be, and I’ll go talk to your daddy tonight.
Chloe: Really?
Blair: Really.
~ Blair and Chloe back at Chloe’s house working on Chloe’s homework *
Blair: So what’s 3 time 9?
Chloe: *thinks * umm…27?
Blair: RIGHT! Very good! Is that all of it? *Chloe nods * Okay…How about…I make dinner tonight?
Chloe: Blair, you’re doing so much already. Besides, you’re a guest! You shouldn’t cook when you’re a guest at someone’s house!
David: (Chloe’s dad) *enters smelling of alcohol and sounds mad * Chloe…
Chloe: hi, daddy! I’m just about to start dinner. *points to Blair * This is Blair. She’s the mentor they assigned me at school.

Keep up the good work :thumbsup:

U:rock: GREAT!!!

Great.

David: *turns to Blair * What are you doing HERE?
Chloe: She was helping me…with my homework, daddy.
David: Chloe…kitchen…NOW.
Chloe: Yes, daddy. *They go into the kitchen but we, and Blair can hear them *
David: I told you never to invite people over here. * Yells * I want dinner on the table when I get home! *he grabs the knife that chloe was using to cut vegtables and pricks his daughter with the tip to remind her he's in charge* *soon Chloe comes to the living room to Blair, crying a little, with the cut showing on her arm. *
Chloe: *pulls her sleeve down * Please talk to him, Blair. Please.
Blair: I’ll do what I can.
Chloe: Thank you…*goes back into the kitchen as Daivd enters the Living Room *
David: So, when are you leaving?
Blair: Well, I …um…
David: Well, spit it out.
Blair: *a little angry * when are YOU going to stop hurting your daughter?
David: *walks closer to Blair *How dare you! You have no right to try to tell me how to raise my daughter! *slaps Blair across the face and Blair stumbles toward the door * Get out of my house! *hits her more, on the back, and on her arms *
Blair: *still shocked-doesn’t turn her back to him until she gets to her car-then she drives around until about midnight, waiting until the girls were asleep and-breaking curfew. She parks, grabs a scarf to cover the bruise on her face, puts her coat on to cover the bruises on her arms and goes inside *
Mrs. G: Blair! Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick! You always make curfew.
Blair: I…uh…lost track of time, I guess.
Mrs. G: What’s going on with you?
Blair: Nothing…why would something be going on?
Mrs. G: I don’t know. But ever since Chloe you…Oh my God…did something happen to Chloe?
Blair: Relax. She’s fine. I just…needed to think…I’m sorry, Mrs. Garrett. It won’t happen again. I promise.
Mrs. G: Blair, you know you can talk to me, right?
Blair: Of course, Mrs. Garrett! *hugs Mrs. G * and thank you for that.
Mrs. G: Blair, are you okay?
Blair: I’m terrific! But, exhausted…I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Mrs. Garrett. *turns to go upstairs *
Mrs. G: Blair, *Blair turns around * Can we talk tomorrow?
Blair: Umm…sure, Mrs. Garrett. *goes upstairs-Mrs. G follows *
~ Hallway outside the girls’ room *
Jo: Blair, you’re finally home.
Blair: Jo, not now. I’m tired.
Jo: Blair, why haven’t you taken your scarf off, yet?!
Blair: Umm…didn’t think about it, I guess.
Jo: Right…okay…
Mrs. G: *walks up behind Jo * Girls…go to bed. It’s been a long day. *hugs Jo, then hugs Blair and Blair cringes-which Jo sees and is instantly alarmed *
Jo: Umm..okay. g’night Mrs. G.
Blair: Good night, Mrs. Garrett. *Mrs. G goes to her room *
Jo: Blair, did he hit you, too?
Blair: Well, it’s good to know you’re feeling normal, Jo. As usual you’re not making any sense.
Jo: Come on, Warner. I saw that. It hurt when Mrs. G hugged you just now…befroe you left to go to Chloe’s it was fine. What happened?
Blair: nothing!
Jo: Blair!
Blair: Fine…We were on our way to Chloe’s when she told me that her dad hurts her…I asked her if she wanted me to talk to her dad…
Jo: And what exactly were you gonna say? Don’t hit little girls?
Blair: I didn’t know WHAT to say! When he got home, though, he was drunk. He…got mad at Chloe for not having dinner ready and he went to talk to her in the kitchen. Then, Chloe came out into the living room, and there was a new bruise on her arm…I didn’t know WHAT to do, but Chloe begged me to talk to him. He asked me when I was going to leave, and I asked him when he was going to stop hitting his daughter. That’s when he did this *takes off her scarf * and this…*take off her coat and shows Jo the bruises on her arms * He hit my back, too, but, I haven’t exactly seen that, yet.
Jo: *staring at Blair’s arms * We have to tell Mrs. Garrett.
Blair: No!
Jo: What? Why? She’ll know what to do.
Blair: Chloe doesn’t want to be taken away from her dad.
Jo: But that’s the best thing for her!
Blair: Why? Because her dad has some faults? So does mine, so does yours! He’s only human, you know!
Jo: That doesn’t give him the right to beat up his own daughter!
Blair: Jo, just please, don’t tell Mrs. Garrett.
Jo: Whatever. Listen, I gotta go to the bathroom. Go to bed before Mrs. G hears us.
Blair: thanks, Jo *goes into the bedroom *
Jo: No problem, Blair. *heads toward Mrs. G’s room *
~ Jo outside Mrs. G’s door-she knocks *
Mrs. G: Come in…
Jo: *comes in * Mrs. Garrett, I need to talk to you…NOW.
Mrs. G: *sitting on the bed, motions for Jo to come sit * What is it, Jo?
Jo: It’s Blair. *sits down *
Mrs. G: Thank goodness you talked to her. What’d you find out? I couldn’t get a thing out of her!
Jo: Chloe’s dad hit her.
Mrs. G: He WHAT? Is she alright?
Jo: She has bruises EVERYWHERE.
Mrs. G: How? What happened?
Jo: I told you. He hit her. I guess, Chloe told Blair that her dad hit her and instead of getting help Blair thought she could handle it herself. He got mad and went after her.
Mrs. G: Why didn’t she tell me?
Jo: Chloe loves her dad, and she wants to stay with him… So Blair didn’t want ME to tell you either.
Mrs. G: Yea, but if it’s doing more harm than good, she shouldn’t be with him. Besdies, now this goes beyond Chloe. He hit Blair. NO ONE hits one of you girls and gets away with it. I’m talking to Blair in the morning and calling DCFS.
Jo: No! Mrs. G, you have to do all that tonight!
Mrs. G: Jo, no one’s going to be at work at DCFS right now. We’ll take care of it FIRST thing in the morning.

You really are doing a wonderful job with this fanfic. It's a difficult subject, and you are handling it well. :crying: :crying: :crying:

Awesome.

~ Next morning ~
Mrs. G: *comes into the girls’ room-Blair isn’t in there * Girls, we need to get breakfast started…come on. Where’s Blair?
Tootie: Do we have to get up?
Nat: 5 more minutes!
Jo: *starts to get up * Blair must be in the bathroom or something.
Mrs. G: I’ll go get her…girls, get up! *flips the light on-Nat and Tootie groan * Now! *she goes to the bathroom to see if Blair’s there * Blair? Are you in there?
Blair: Just a minute.
Mrs. G: Blair, I need to talk to you about last night…
Blair: Jo told you, didn’t she?
Mrs. G: Yes, and I want to know exactly what happened.
Blair: *opens the door-Mrs. G gasps when she sees Blair and Blair motions for her to come inside the bathroom, so she does *
Mrs. G: Blair…your face.
Blair: *pulls up her sleeves to reveal more bruises *
Mrs. G: *slightly gasps-growing angry * Blair, what happened?
Blair: Well, I made a mistake…
Mrs. G: Which was?
Blair: When Chloe told me that her father hit her, I should’ve told you instead of trying to handle it myself.
Mrs. G: You got that right. What made you think you could handle it, Blair?
Blair: I don’t know!
Mrs. G: *hugs Blair gently * Oh, Blair, I’m so glad you’re okay. But, now we have to take care of what’s best for Chloe.
Blair: You mean taking her away from her dad?
Mrs. G: *softly * Yes.
Blair: Why?
Mrs. G: Blair, do you want Chloe to keep getting hit by her father?
Blair: No…but why does that mean she has to be taken away from him? She loves him.
Mrs. G: I know. But, Blair, she’s just a little girl! She can’t handle all the emotions and everything you have to deal with when you’re abused.
Blair: *a tear falls down her check * Great. I have all these bruises and I’m STILL not doing Chloe any good.
Mrs. G: *hugs her gently * No, Blair. It’s just the opposite. You could be saving her life.
Blair: *stands in silence for a while * Okay…Let’s go report it.

Sorry it's short...I didn't have as much time today...teachers have this crazy idea that they have to assign homework...:rolleyes: :lol: anyway...I'm leaving for the long weekend tomorrow...so, no more until AT LEAST Monday, maybe Tuesday...Hope y'all can survive that long.

This is great!,can't wait for more!

Can't wait to read more. Its great.

~ Half hour later-The girls are serving breakfast-Mrs. Hodges-A DCFS worker enters ~
Mrs. Hodges: Excuse me, I’m looking for Blair Warner.
Blair: That’s me! You must be Mrs. Hodges. *she nods * Well, we can talk in the lounge. *they go into the lounge *
Mrs. Hodges: Okay, I understand you’re reporting the abuse of…Chloe Parker?
Blair: Yes.
Mrs. Hodges: How exactly do you know her?
Blair: Well, umm…you could call us friends. I mentor her.
Mrs. Hodges: Ahh…I see. How did you learn about this abuse, Miss Warner?
Blair: She told me…and she has all these bruises…I tried to talk to her dad about it, and he hit me.
Mrs. Hodges: When was this?
Blair: Last night.
Mrs. Hodges: So are there any bruises besides the one across your face?
Blair: *rolls up her sleeves * These. *turns around and pulls the back of her shirt up a little * and these...
Mrs. Hodges: Okay. *writes stuff down *
Blair: Okay? That’s all you’re going to say?
Mrs. Hodges: Well, I have your testimony, you have bruises to prove how volatile he is, but, I don’t know where she is to ask her, and to check out her bruises.
Blair: Can’t you go to her school, or her house or something.
Mrs. Hodges: yes. I think I have enough evidence…although, no one was with you except Chloe when it happened. It’s your word against her father’s. Because even though you have the bruises to prove you were hit, who’s to say it wasn’t someone else?
Blair: But…
Mrs. Hodges: Today, I will see if she’s at school. If she’s not, I’ll let you know and I’ll go over to her house. If she is, I’ll wait until after school and take a drive over to her house to check things out.
Blair: That’s all you can do?
Mrs. Hodges: Until I see proof on Chloe…yes. I’m sorry, but that the way the system works.
Blair: You need a better system.

Sad story!,I think I need a tissue!
Runs and grabs blox of Kleenex:(

:crying:

Sniff, Sniff. Need I say more?

~ Lunchtime-the girls are setting up-the phone rings *
Mrs. G: I’ll get it. Keep working, girls. *picks up the phone * Hello, Eastland School. *split screen *
Mrs. Hodges: Hello. This is Lisa Hodges from DCFS. Can you please tell Blair Warner that Chloe did not arrive at school today and that I’m going to the Parker’s house?
Mrs. G: Of course…anything else?
Mrs. Hodges: I will get in touch with her again soon.
Mrs. G: Alright. Bye. *hangs up * Blair, could you come here for a minute?
Blair: *comes into the lounge * What is it, Mrs. Garrett? Did something happen?
Mrs. G: *sits down * Blair, you might want to come sit down.
Blair: Mrs. Garrett, what’s going on? *sits next to Mrs. G *
Mrs. G: That was Mrs. Hodges. She wanted to let you know that Chloe didn’t show up at school today.
Blair: What? Wh…Why not?
Mrs. G: She doesn’t know, yet.
Blair: Is she doing anything about it?
Mrs. G: She’s going over to Chloe’s…with back up, of course.
Blair: I have to go.
Mrs. G: What?!
Blair: I have to go get Chloe.
Mrs. G: Blair, that’s why Mrs. Hodges is going. You need to stay put.
Blair: Mrs. Garrett, you don’t understand.
Mrs. G: Blair, you’re not going to go over there again by yourself.
Blair: But…
Mrs. G: Blair, *puts her hand on Blair’s shoulders * You’ve done everything that you can do. Now it’s time to let the professionals handle this.
Blair: What if he’s already gone after Chloe and she’s really hurt this time?
Mrs. G: They’ll find her, get her to a hospital and do what they can. Trust me, Blair. They’re not taking this lightly. They know what they’re doing. *hugs Blair * It’s better, if you stay here.
Blair: Maybe you’re right.
*fade to black *
~ Girls' room-Blair and Jo ~
Blair: Jo, I need you to cover for me.
Jo: Why?
Blair: I'm going to see if Chloe wants to hang out for a while.
Jo: You're not going back over there alone.
Blair: Jo, it'll kill her to watch them take her dad away. Don't you think that poor little girl has been hurt enough?
Jo: She's tough. She can handle it.
Blair: Jo, that's not the point. She shouldn't have to!
Jo: I agree, but, Blair, she shouldn't have had to go through anything that she's had to go through so far. She'll be fine. She knows how to handle things.
Blair: You don't think I should go either?
Jo: Either? What do you mean, either?
Blair: Mrs. Garrett doesn't think I should go. In fact, she flat out
told me not to.
Jo: And you were gonna go anyway?
Blair: Correction! I AM going to go anyway.
Jo: Blair, you're acting like an idiot.
Blair: I know. Will you cover for me?
Jo: No! I'm not gonna lie for you.
Blair: Well, fine. I don't have much time, anyway. *grabs a jacket and her keys * see ya later, Jo. *Jo starts to say something, but Blair leaves before she can *


sorry I don't post much at a time....Algebra is killing me. Actually I'm glad I actually got something done today...Wednesdays are LONG for me...I hope you like it!

post more as soon as you can

Lizzie this is AWESOME!!! And like I said in the IM ur doing a great job getting into the character's personalities and it is REALLY well written! *sits and waits for more*

Lizzie!! Where are you? Can't wait for more.

Originally posted by 1strunfan
Lizzie!! Where are you? Can't wait for more.

right here! :wave: Here ya go...Hope it's worth the wait!

~ Blair arrives at Chloe’s-Mrs. Hodges has already arrived-there are two police cars out front with flashing lights ~
Blair: *walks up to Mrs. Hodges * What’s going on?
Mrs. Hodges: We found Chloe, checked out your story and arrested her father.
Blair: Where’s Chloe? Is she okay?
Mrs. Hodges: The ambulance took her to the hospital. She kept asking if you were here. You may want to go see her in the hospital. I’m going right now myself, you can come with if you’d like.
Blair: I think I’ll go to Eastland first and see if anyone else wants to go. Thanks though.
Mrs. Hodges: the paramedics said by the time she got to the hospital, she was losing conciousness.
Blair: I hope she’s okay…
Mrs. Hodges: Me, too.
~ Cut to Blair walking into the Eastland cafeteria ~
Mrs. G: Blair! We’ve been so worried about you! *hugs Blair * I’m so glad you’re alright.
Blair: I’m not, I wish he’d gone after me.
Mrs. G: Blair, don’t say that.
Blair: Well, I’m sorry, but now, Chloe is laying in some hospital bed uncousious. She doesn’t deserve that. She’s only 8!
Mrs. G: You don’t deserve it either. Nobody does. No matter what “reason” you have. It’s bull.
Blair: What can we do?
Mrs. G: Go visit her. Hope she gets better. And, most importantly, ALWAYS report these things so they can be taken care of.
Blair: Do you think it’s too late?
Mrs. G: Not to visit her. I’ll even drive you.
Tootie: Nat and I will go.
Jo: Me too.
Blair: Thanks, guys. *turns to Mrs. G * Got any of those cookies left? You know Chloe loves them.
Mrs. G: *smiles * I may have a few left.
~ Hospital- Chloe’s room ~
tootie: I can’t believe they let us in here.
Blair: Who else is going to be here? Her family? I don’t think so.
Nat: Look at her.
Blair: *turning away * I can’t.
Mrs. G: *puts her hand on Blair’s shoulders * It’s okay, Blair.
Blair: *turns to face Mrs. G * NO, it’s not! It’s not okay, Mrs. Garrett. Her parents haven’t been there for her, and now I can’t be…It scares me to see her like that.
Mrs. G: You can still be there for her. You don’t have to look at her to be there for her. Did you know that people can sometimes still hear when they slip into a coma? You can talk to her, Blair. She’ll hear you.
Blair: You think so?
Mrs. G: Yea…*hugs Blair * We’ll let you spend some time alone with her. Come on, girls.
Nat: She adores you, Blair. You don’t want to leave and let her down.
Jo: Yea, just let her know you’re here.
Tootie: And that you brought her something she looooooooooooooooves to eat! *laughs *
Blair: *slightly smiles * thanks, guys. *Jo, Nat, Tootie and Mrs. G exit-blair has her back to Chloe-talking to her * Chloe? Mrs. Garrett said you could hear me even though you can’t say anything back. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry I reported that your dad hits you. Well, I mean, I’m not sorry about reporting it, but I am sorry you have to be taken away from your dad. I know you love him. I hope that someday, when you’re in a big house with a nice family that gives you everything you need, most the things you want, and, most importantly, shows you that they love you, that you can realize why I did what I did. You don’t deserve to live like you have been. No one does. And you shouldn’t have to…*she turns around, walks toward Chloe and sits next to her * I brought you some of Mrs. Garrett’s chocolate chip cookies. You want one? *waits a little while for some reaction from Chloe * Okay, well, I’m putting them on this table over here in case you do. *short pause * Come on, Chloe. You have to wake up. You just have to want to live. Imagine what it’ll be like to play outside again. Swinging on the playground, climbing on the jungle gym, and playing hopscotch. You told me how much you loved swinging. Because it makes you feel like a bird. You feel like you can go anywhere, and you feel free. You can feel the wind in your face on warm spring days. Maybe once you feel better, we’ll fix a picnic lunch and go to the park to have a picnic and swing. *Chloe moves slightly * You want to? It’ll be so much fun! *Chloe moves again * Is that a yes or a no?
Chloe: *opens her eyes a little * Do you think…we can talk Mrs. Garrett into making some cookies for us.
Blair: *smiles big * I’m sure we can.
Chloe: *smiles * Good, cause I like her cookies. *looks around a little * Where is everybody? I heard them all...but, then I didn’t hear them leave…
Blair: They’re in the hallway. They wanted to give me time alone to talk to you. Do you want me to get them?
Chloe: Yea…WE have to fill them in on our picnic plans! *giggles-then stops * oww…daddy must’ve hit me hard this time…it hurts to laugh.
Blair: Be careful. I’m going to go get

Great Job! It was definately worth the wait.

Originally posted by 1strunfan
Great Job! It was definately worth the wait.

ya know what's bad?? It's cut off mid sentence, I can't believe I JUST noticed!

Blair: Be careful. I’m going to go get a doctor when I get the girls.
Chloe: Okay.
*Blair goes into the hallway*

Brava! Brava! MUY BIEN!! More por favor?!?

Tootie: Is she okay?
Blair: *almost in tears * Yea…I think so. She woke up. That’s good at least.
Tootie: Can we see her?
Blair: Oh! Yea…sorry…she wants to talk to all of you…I’m gonna…go tell the doctor she’s awake.
Mrs. G: Blair, are you okay?
Nat: Yea, you look like you’re gonna cry, but…she’s awake…that’s good!
Blair: Of course! Yea, I’m fine. *flashes a Blair smile * So, go on in…umm…I’ll go get a doctor.
Jo: I’ll go with you Blair.
Blair: *hesitates a little * Okay…*they turn to walk down the hall while Mrs. G, Tootie, and Nat go in to see Chloe…*
~ Chloe’s room ~
Mrs. G: *standing next to Chloe with Nat and Tootie * Hey, Chloe.
Chloe: *smiles * Hi, Mrs. Garrett! *turns to Natalie and Tootie * Hi Natalie, Hi Tootie!
Nat and Tootie: Hi!
Chloe: Did Blair tell you about our picnic?
Mrs. G: No. What picnic?
Chloe: Blair said when I get better we can take some cookes and stuff and go have a picnic! *expression changes to sadness * Well, if I get better…
Tootie: Why wouldn’t you?
Nat: Tootie’s got a point. Of course, you’ll get better!
Chloe: Maybe. But daddy won’t be there anymore to take care of me.
Tootie: He wasn’t taking care of you anyway.
Nat: Really. You the one that had to take care of him!
Mrs. G: Girls…
Chloe: But that’s the way it’s always been with me and daddy. Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?
Tootie: No.
Chloe: But…daddy loves me, right? *looks up at Mrs. G *
Tootie: If he loved you, he wouldn’t hit you like he does.
Mrs. G: *hugs Chloe-sits next to her on the bed * I dunno, sweetie.
Chloe: *starts to cry * But…he…he always said he did. He said that’s why he had to hit me. Because parents who love their children disipline them, he said.
Mrs. G: But, your daddy doesn’t have to hurt you this bad. Anyway, you wanna hear the good news?
Chloe: *nods *
Mrs. G: They’re going to take you to a good home where the mommy and daddy DO love you and don’t hurt you.
Chloe: But I don’t want another mommy and daddy. I want MY daddy.

It's Super :D

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~ Blair and Jo in hallway ~
Jo: what’s wrong, Blair?
Blair: Umm…nothing…wh…What makes you say that? *smiles *
Jo: Nice act, Blair, but it’s not gonna work. Come on, it’s just us. Don’t tell me there’s nothing wrong, because there is. I can see it.
Blair: *smile fades * It’s just that…he hurt her so bad, Jo. I mean, how could he do that to her? She’s just a little girl; she doesn’t deserve that! How could he just…go after her like that? *starts to cry *
Jo: *hugs Blair * I don’t know. But I do know that now, it won’t happen again, because you reported it.
Blair: Jo, don’t make me out to be some kind of hero.
Jo: I’m just saying that now, Chloe can go to a much better home where they love her and take care of her.
Blair: Do you think she’ll wanna go?
Jo: What do you mean? She’s gotta go.
Blair: Well, she likes where she was, b3ecause she think that’s normal. You think she’ll WANT to go somewhere else?
Jo: I hope so. If she doesn’t you’re gonn have ta make it sounds like the greatest thing in the world.
Blair: Why me?
Jo; Because she looks up to you. She listens to you.
Blair: I guess so. *walks up to a desk and tells them about Chloe waking up-then walks back to Jo * So what are we waiting for? Let’s get back to Chloe.
Jo: are you okay, now?
Blair: absolutely *walks towards Chloe’s room *
~ Chloe’s room-Mrs. G, Tootie, Nat, and Chloe ~
Mrs. G: But you daddy was mean to you.
Chloe: So? He’s still me dad.
Mrs. G: Biologically, maybe. But there’s more to being a father than that.
Chloe: He loves me.
Mr.s G: Really? Is that why he hits you?
Chloe: Yes.
Mrs. G: No. Chloe, this is something you’ll learn really fast, but, I think I’ll tell you anyway and give you a head start. When you love someone, you don’t hurt them like your dad does to you.
*Blair and Jo enter *
Blair: Hey, what’s going on?
Chloe: *crying * Don’t let them take me, Blair.
Blair: What?
Chloe: They’re gonna take me and put me in another house with someone else’s family. Don’t let them take me, Blair!
Blair: why? It’ll be so much fun! You’ll probably have a swingset to play on, other kids to play with, and no one will ever hit you like that again.
Chloe: I don’t care! I want daddy.
Blair: Listen to me, chloe. Believe me when I say I stick up for fathers who don’t do much with their daughters. My dad is borrible that way. But at least he doesn’t hit me. Trust me, sometimes, I wish he would.
Mrs. G: *interrupting * Blair…how could you saw that?
Blair: *doesn’t look at Mrs. G * I can say that, because I felt both now. I felt what it was like to not have your father be with you for special occasions, and I’ve felt what it’s like to be beaten. Believe me, sometimes, it’s less painful to be beaten. But, Chloe, they’re gonna take you some place where you’re gonna get a daddy who won’t beat you, AND he’ll be there for you. I’m almost jealous.
Chloe: I guess so…Do you really think they’ll love me that much?
Blair: I know they will.
Chloe: how?
Blair: I just do. *reaches over for a cookie and hands one to Chloe * Want one?
Chloe: *giggles * Of course! *takes it and take a bite just as the Dr. McGregor Enters *
Dr. McGregor: Well, I see everyone’s having a good time…*looks at chart * okay, Chloe, you may pick one or two people to stay with you, but the rest need to leave while I do the exam.
Nat: I’ll just be waiting in the hall.
Tootie: Me too.
Jo: yea, you can go a head and stay here with Blair, Mrs. G. I’ll be in the hall with them.
Mrs. G: Ya know, she hasn’t said yet who she wants in here.
Chloe: I wanna do it by myself.
Blair: you sure? *Chloe nods hesitantly * okay…Whatever you say. *Blair, Mrs. G, Tootie, Nat and Jo go into the hall-reluctantly *


Sorry it's always so long between my postings...this time I have a good excuse, I promise! I was sick...:(:( But, I'm getting better now! Tomorrow is the last day I have to take my medicine!!!!YAY!!!

GREAT!!! I love it!!

Luv the Dr.'s name ;)

Good Job, again. And, I'm glad you are feeling better.

whoa, I didn't realize I hadn't typed more in so long...I've got to the end...I'll try to get it typed soon...sorry if it seemed like it was abandoned or something!

Hurry iy up girl I'm hanging by a thread here


But it :rock:s

I know, it's a LONG overdue ending...AND, it's very short...I may write another fic this summer...and I may not...it depends on time..and...whether or not I come up with an idea.(although, if ANYONE wants to give me an idea, GO for it! I'd love it! I promise I'll be faster next time!)
~~~Hallway~~~
Blair: * tries to peek in the window * Mrs. Garrett, what’s taking so long?
Mrs. G: Blair, it’s only been a couple minutes.
Blair: *concerned *You think she’s gonna be okay?
Mrs. G: I think she’ll be fine.
Blair: but?
Mrs. G: But…it might take a while.
Blair: Yea…you’re right. You think they’ll still let me mentor her?
Mrs. G: It depends on where she’s placed in the foster care system…but, if she’s placed somewhere near here…it’s a huge possibility.
Blair: So…this could be the last time I see her?
Mrs. G: *reluctantly * Maybe.
Blair: *clenches her fists * They can’t do that, can they?
Mrs. G: They’re gonna do what’s best for Chloe.
Blair: *raising her voice * but it’s not fair, Mrs. Garrett.
Mrs. G: *hugging Blair * I know, Blair. I know…
~Chloe’s room a few minutes later~
Blair: *walks in * Hey.
Chloe: Guess what, Blair!
Blair: umm…Bloomindale’s is having a sale?
Chloe: *giggles * No, silly! The Doctor said that I could go home soon! *gets sad * Well, to A home, soon.
Blair: *takes Chloe’s chin in her hand * Hey, kiddo…don’t look so sad. *smiles * They’re gonna do what’s best for you.
Chloe: Then why don’t they give me back my daddy?
Blair: because your daddy doesn’t treat you as well as the daddy will at the house they’re gonna take you to. That daddy will give you hugs, and piggyback rides, and he’ll take you to the carnival.
Chloe: * with a tear in her eye * I don’t care about that. I just want my daddy.
Blair: I know. I don’t know how to make you understand this, but you need to. See, your daddy hurt you whenever you did something wrong, right?
Chloe: Isn’t that what daddies do?
Blair: No, no. Not at all! Daddies are suppose to give you hugs and kisses and play games with you and take you to nice places.
Chloe: How come my daddy didn’t do that?
Blair: I don’t know. I guess he just didn’t know how to be a daddy.
Chloe: So, my new daddy will do all that?
Blair: *nods *
Chloe: *halfway smiles * I guess that’s better.
Blair: *smiles again * you bet it is. *hugs her *
Chloe: Hey, Blair?
Blair: Yea?
Chloe: Are you still gonna come visit me? Ya know, even if you’re not still mentoring me?
Blair: *forces a smile * I’ll try.
Chloe: That’s good. I like hanging out with you. Do you mind if I take a nap?
Blair: No, go ahead. You need your rest.
Mrs. G: *enters *
Blair: *a tear falls down her cheek, as she puts a finger to her mouth-like saying, “shhh” *
Mrs. G: * puts an arm around Blair—they both look at Chloe as the credits roll *

Great Job!!! Even if it did take a while!:lol:
Hope you write another one soon.

oh, hey! I can't believe I almost forgot! I wrote a story...in...story form..lol..paragraph form, based on this fan fiction(yet, way different...but, the characters are basically the same personality wise) for a contest for the two counties here, and I was one of the winners! YAY! It was only three pages, so I had to change...and condense..and change, and condense...but, I won! I got a certificate and everything! Maybe i'll type it up again someday(I lost my disk, but I got a copy of it). If you wanna read it, let me know!

Congrates on the story thing! Yes you should post it, I'll read it. BTW great job on this fic.

Go, Blair! Go, Blair! lol! Sorry. I should've replyed sooner, but this is the 1st time I read it. Great job! It had everything a stroy should have: laughs, drama, tears, and best of all... BLAIR!!!! Go, Blair! Go, Blair!

woo-hoo!!!!!!!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!!!!! :D Necesito mas ahora mismo!!! lol, a lil carried away, but this fic deserves it!

Loved your story. It is a hard subject but extremely well written.
Keep up the great job. Keep on writing.....:p :wave: :talk: