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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 5:56 pm
Disclaimer:
I do not own the band but I do own this story line, this is a mix of Practical Magic, Haunting Grounds, Silent Hill, Clock Tower 1-3 and my fantasy of witchcraft but none of the evil darkness of witchcraft is true.
[R]
Chapter 1
Renee woke up one day around 4:00 a.m. She has always been waking up know at this hour since she is disturbed in her sleep by a nightmare. She has always had this dream since a small child but she locked away this memory. Just recently this nightmare has come back and was draining her sanity along with her sleep. She does not know the cause of this phenomenon but she had to find out. Renee began to play with her mousy brown hair that was now greasy since she has not washed it in days. She had been staying home to avoid a certain boy who has been following her saying, “Hey witch!” It was true; she was a witch but not a full one. If only people knew the real her behind the name she would stay at school but now she is too afraid to go there. She rustled around in her purple sheets resting her head on her white, fluffy pillow.
Her big brown eyes were getting heavy once again, lost in thought, “Maybe I should go today…”
“No stay here and be safe…”
“He is probably worried about me…”
“No! He doesn’t care about you!”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“He needs me!”
“He fears you!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“Stop it!”
“He wants to burn you!”
“Stop it!”
Just then a flash back appeared in her head. A young boy with black hair to her eyebrows, white skin, hazel eyes, a bit chubby, he wore a misfits t-shirt along with baggy pants and trainers. He wore a green camouflage jacket. Renee was running towards him, arm extended. She wore a black leather jacket, a blood red corset with a black, silk button up under, along with a matching blood red skirt with white fluff underneath to give to a puffy effect, fishnet stockings with a white garter on both thighs holding the stockings up, knee high combat boots, and a belt choker with a pentagram. On her left ear her cartilage on the top had a silver ring, on her right ear is an ear clip of a silver wolf holding a red crystal and on her fingers were silver rings with black and red jewels on them.
“Stop! He wants to kill you!” Renee got so close to him and tried to grab his arm.
“You have to leave before he gets you!” Black. “Gerard!” Renee screamed in her head, she fell to the floor grabbing her throat. She couldn’t breathe; the darkness was getting her once again. Soon the floor began to sink beneath her, she started to fall forward, she struggled to stay alive before feeling sharp pain on her forehead. Her eye opened wide to see her wood floor underneath her. “Ow……” She sat up then and looked at her clock listening to the buzzer going off. “6:20” She mumbled. “Should I go? After that incident that happened 3 days ago? It wasn’t his fault…” She got up with a jump and almost fell again since she had just felt sudden weight from her body. She started shaking as she walked to the bathroom; after the darkness nearly took her she wasn’t all that stable. She took off her strawberry pajamas and under garments. Her body was pale but had a pink tint to it; she didn’t have creamy skin like models do. He had freckles all over her body but her shoulders are covered in small brown dots. She had small ears, large teeth in front but she had braces and moved them back because she has a small upper lip and slightly small lips. She was 5’9, the same height as Gerard when he stood up straight. She loved to sing but wouldn’t get any of the good parts since of her religion. Gerard was one of those lucky few who got parts; Gerard helped Renee in her quest in getting a good part. The teacher misunderstood and but them in a musical version of Romeo and Juliet…but we don’t have time for that. Renee stepped in the shower and washed her waist length hair for the first time in 3 days. Since her hair was thick it took awhile to clean it all the way through. She then washed her body with white cherry blossom body wash since it was her favorite and it made her think of Japan. After her shower she wrapped herself in a towel and walked out. She got her outfit together after brushing her hair. She picked a white and black, horizontal stripe shirt with long sleeves and had no shoulder covered, a 3 layer black skirt that was cut into triangles at the bottom, stretchy knee high boots ((like high heel boots but after the angle it stretches up passed the knee)), a red corset with straps that laced in the back and hooked up in the front, a belt choker and her usual jewelry. She put her hair up in low pigtails that went in front of her body.
She walked town 2 floors down a tower inside her Victorian house, complete with a tower in the center 4 floors high with windows, a balcony in her room, two floors complete with bedrooms and bathrooms, a huge back yard and front yard, a garden in her backyard with almost every type if herb and plant growing, a green room where they make their special lotion and soap, and a front porch that was owned by her two goofy aunts: Aunt Mare had dark brown curly hair, wore all black, had glitter in her purple eye shadow, wore purple with her jewelry, and wore cats all over clothes, Aunt Jeanette had straight black hair with a few grey hairs, wore all black, had glitter in her green eye shadow, wore green with her jewelry, and wore frogs all over clothes. They are the oddest pair of Aunts in their 40’s you could find. Renee’s color and animal was red, black, white, and silver and the wolf. Each witch had to pick an animal and a color and no two pairs could be the same. They built their house on the outskirts of the towns. They lived near a small patch of forest near the ocean. She had to take a bus to get to school. Her black cat named Todd meowed and purred as she passed by scratching his head. Todd has been with her since she was 7 and now she is 15. She used to live in Salem, the Witch Town but moved since it was getting to expensive ((<-- how could they build this house then?)). Her old friends and fellow witches would come over for Halloween to party and do rituals but now that’s really hard to do since they are so far away. Renee wondered if they would still do that now. She snorted on her waffle on the thought of a school but with cats, bats, moons, brooms, and witch hats painted on it holding 30 witches total that would drive all the way down from Salem to New Jersey. She finished and grabbed her black messenger bag, leather jacket that had zipper pockets and buckles around the neck and left. She walked pasted her garden, past the roses where the roses wrapped around a small, white column arch that shaped an octagon and had two steps. It had a solid roof on top where the roses ended. She walked down the sidewalk they made since they lived away from the town. She got off the side walk and put on her leather jacket as soon as she got on the tar road. She finally made it in the town after 10 minutes of walking on road. Another 10 minutes and she made it to the bus stop that took her to school. Renee looked at her cell phone and it read 7:25 a.m. School started at 8:00 and the bus took around 20 minutes to get to Belleville High. The bus finally arrived 5 minutes later. She got to school at 7:50 a.m. and walked to her first class which was Theatre with the one person she wasn’t on favor of seeing…
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 11:47 am
ooo. this sounds nifty. keep writing, please.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 11:50 am
I think this will turn out to be a great fanfic. I just think it had too much description that took away from the story. sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 4:06 pm
Chapter 2
Gerard was sitting at the back reading an X-Men comic sitting in the darkest place where Renee usually sat since she loved the dark. He always does this so she would notice him and grab her attention. She paused for the longest time deciding to go over and talk, ignore him, sit somewhere else, or leave. She decided to sit somewhere else since she was still hurt by what happened that made her miss Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday of school. After she set her stuff down by the second darkest spot in the class, she walked over to the teacher. “Excuse me Mrs. Bell, what have we been doing in class since I was gone?”
“Well look who it is, Renee Rogers! Welcome back to class!” Mrs. Bell shouted. Renee was trying to hush her so that she wouldn’t attract Gerard’s attention. It was too late since her set down his comic book and started to walk over. He was wearing dark blue jeans with a bat belt buckle, trainers, an Iron Maiden T-shirt, and his camouflage jacket.
“Oh, god!” Renee shouted in her head.
“Hey Renee!” Gerard said with a smile. Renee was caught between running away or just pretend nothing had happen. She wanted to cry so badly right there, run back to the safety of Aunt Mare and Aunt Jeanette but she had to be strong. This took about a minute without responding to make Gerard frown and become curious. She forced herself to smile and opened her arms showing she wanted a hug.
“Hi Gerard!” Renee said with a happy voice. Gerard smiled again with surprise and hugged her; he was warm and slightly fat which Renee didn’t mind at all since she couldn’t stand muscle men. Renee was thin but had slightly wide hips and a big chest which would draw people’s attention to her. After she hugged him, she moved some of her bangs into her face to avoid his eyes.
“Why are you sitting over there?” Gerard said after a few minutes of awkward silence. Renee glanced at him and then her bag, then back at him.
“Oh well, you looked like you needed…to be alone…since you were, reading a comic!” Renee said rolling her eyes with a goofy face and giving him a smile. She was smiling at his blank face, she got a hint that she didn’t believe her so she frowned and looked down. He raised his eye brows and stared at her. He was looking straight at her trying to get a glimpse of her eyes but her bangs were restricting him.
“You know you can always disturb me when I am doing anything, right?” Gerard said giving up trying to look into her eyes to see if she was troubled. Renee looked to her left away from him. “Something bothering you Renee?” Gerard said stepping closer. Renee glanced at him then down to his Iron Maiden T-shirt.
“No…nothings wrong with me…I am just…” Renee was trying to find an excuse but images of her dream kept flashing into her mind. “I just don’t…want to…bother you.” Renee looked to the left of his head not staring at him. Gerard was starting to walk closer to her so she finally looked him in his greenish hazel eyes. He stopped and looked into her dark brown eyes. They were both lost in thought about the other, Renee was remembering her dream and how to prevent any of it from happening, Gerard was wondering what was wrong to make her distance herself from him. The bell rang for 5 seconds slightly bringing them back, they both started blinking, and breaking the connection they shared. Renee walked over and grabbed her bag and walked over when she noticed Gerard already back in his seat smiling at her. His eye sockets were dark holes with a shimmering light representing his eyes. His eyes reminded her of someone when ever he was in the dark, but who was this person she remembers? Thee eyes that burned her soul and numbed her body. She walked slowly towards her seat. She sat down and looked at Mrs. Bell, waiting for her directions.
“We are going to finish up our scenes and then start casting for our musical.” Mrs. Bell said behind her podium. We saw 5 scenes that hour and left for our second hour. She had Art, Theatre, History, and Chorus with Gerard everyday including lunch. Throughout the day Renee was miles away in her mind. Gerard could tell when she was singing in chorus since she wasn’t singing with her soul like usual.
“What’s wrong Renee? Why won’t you talk to me? We have known each other for a year now. It has been like this the whole time! Do you not trust me? I’ve tried to open my arms for you! Why can’t you see?!” Gerard yelled in his head while listening to her voice. He was sitting down in a chair as she was onstage singing. As if she read his mind somehow her attention focused on him, her soul coming back into her voice. His body went empty for that one second as she turned toward him slightly.
“You were once my one companion,
You were all that mattered”
Her voice was so delicate but at the same time so strong, she would be casted everyone lead role in every single musical if she could.
“Wishing you were somehow here again,
Wishing you were somehow here,
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed,
Somehow you would be here”
She was singing Christine, the lead female of the musical, “The Phantom of the Opera”. It was the next musical we were doing for a school function. “Alright Renee! What a beautiful voice you have! I was smart to cast you as Juliet for the old musical; I would be brilliant to cast you as Christine! Gerard play…Raoul and you and Renee sing… ‘Why Have You Brought Me Here’.” Mr. Sims yelled. Gerard walked over to Renee and got onstage. The music started playing and Renee and Gerard started singing.
Gerard:
Why have you brought me here?
Renee:
Can’t go back there!
Gerard:
We must return!
Renee:
He'll kill you!
His eyes will find us there!
Gerard:
Christine, don't say that . . .
Renee:
Those eyes that burn!
Gerard:
Don't even think it . . .
Renee:
And if he has to kill
a thousand men -
Gerard:
Forget this waking nightmare . . .
Renee:
The Phantom of the Opera will kill . . .
Gerard:
This phantom is a fable . . .
Believe me . . .
Renee:
. . . and kill again!
Gerard:
There is no Phantom of the Opera . . .
Renee:
My God, who is this man . . .
Gerard:
My God, who is this man . . .
Renee:
. . . who hunts to kill . . .?
Gerard:
. . . this mask of death . . .?
Renee:
I can't escape from him . . .
Gerard:
Whose is this voice you hear . . .
Renee:
. . .I never will!
Gerard:
. . . with every breath . . .?
Both:
And in this
labyrinth,
where night is blind
the Phantom of the Opera
is here:
inside your/my mind . . .
Gerard:
There is no Phantom of the Opera . . .
Renee:
Raoul, I've been there -
to his world of
unending night . . .
To a world where
the daylight dissolves
into darkness . . .
darkness . . .
Raoul, I've seen him!
Can I ever
forget that sight?
Can I ever
escape from that face?
So distorted,
deformed, it
was hardly a face,
in that darkness . . .
darkness . . .
But his voice
filled my spirit
with a strange, sweet sound . . .
In that night
there was music
in my mind . . .
And through music
my soul began
to soar!
And I heard
as I'd never
heard before . . .
Gerard:
What you heard
was a dream
and nothing more . . .
Renee:
Yet in his eyes
all the sadness
of the world . . .
Those pleading eyes,
that both threaten
and adore . . .
Gerard:
Christine . . .
Christine. . .
Stranger:
Christine . . .
The song was paused…a new voice was now entered into the chorus room but by a stranger. His voice sounded so pure and so...mysterious... it had hypnotizing powers in it. Renee turned to where she had heard the voice. Her breath was caught by this sight…
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 4:36 pm
*gasp* who is it? SUSPENSE!!!
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 5:39 pm
YEAH! WHO IS IT!?!?!?!!?!
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:03 am
Thanks for your support! I was going to post this even if no one read it but now that I have 2 people reading it it feels worth while! I promise it will get better later on. You will probably get confused in some parts later on in the story, I only post one chapter a day except weekends.
Chapter 3
Stranger:
I gave you my music . . .
made your song take wing . . .
and now, how you've
repaid me:
denied me
and betrayed me . . .
He was bound to love you
when he heard you sing . . .
Christine ...
Christine ...
You will regret the day you did not do
All the Phantom asked of you
A young man who looked almost 20 stood there. He had blonde longish/shortish hair with slight bangs. He was wearing a yellow button up dress shirt with a black vest over it including a black tie, slick black pants with black boots, an ear ring on his right ear that was wide and silver with a wolf scratched into it, piercing black eyes, there was something about him that screamed pure evil and at the same time made you want him so much. He was leaning against the door on one leg while the other was against the other with his hands in his pockets. Just one look, Mr. Sims went berserk and was over reacting about his voice. He kept repeating as if an angel had that voice.
“I’m not angel…but I’m no demon either.” The stranger said that made all the girls go gitty. Gerard looked at Renee after he saw the other girl’s responses and wondered if Renee would act the same. After a minute of wondering she didn’t react that way, she didn’t react at all. Renee stared into his eyes, feeling as if she has seen those eyes before. All the girls we giggling and trying to look attractive to this stranger but his focus was on Renee. Feeling his essence reach her from where she was standing, she panicked. She felt trapped, scared, weak, the same feeling as before but where? How? Why? These questions circled her.
“Are you in my class?” Mr. Sims finally asked.
“Yes, I am. I’m new here in New Jersey, so I was rushed into classes”, the stranger looked at Renee and then glanced at Gerard with pure darkness “My name is Ethan. Ethan Tate.” Ethan broke his eye contact with Gerard and looked at Mr. Sims.
“Where are you originally from?” Mr. Sims asked while walking next to him as Ethan walked up the stage straight to Renee and Gerard.
“Around.” Ethan said looking at Renee in her eyes.
“Or really?! A traveler, that’s very intriguing.” Mr. Sims said getting exciting.
“Hm…” Ethan said finally reaching Renee and standing in front of her. She looked up at him, he was 5’11. “Hi, I love how you sing.” Ethan complimented her with a smile but his eyes stayed dark and evil.
“T-thank you.” Renee said with a monotone voice and a blank expression. “I like your singing also.”
“You remind me of someone I use to know back home.” Ethan said loosing the smile.
“Oh, really?” Renee said shyly not sure of it as a compliment or an insult.
“We were young, but she had a gorgeous voice.” Ethan said lowering his head shadowing part of his face.
“Oh, thank you again, Ethan.” Renee said smiling slightly.
“Your welcome, Renee.” Ethan said darkening his look slightly. Renee’s eyes became huge as he said the last sound of her name.
“How did you know my name?” Renee said raising her eyebrows.
“Your teacher said it when he was casting the parts.” Ethan said with half a smile.
“Oh…” Renee chuckled. Right there the bell rang. Gerard rushed up and grabbed her upper right arm and led her off the stage. Gerard looked back at Ethan with hate in his eyes; he looked at half of his face but not his eye, only his cheek. He was still standing like he was still talking with Renee, his hands in his pockets. “Gerard let go, you’re hurting me!” Renee grabbed at his arm with her nails to make him let go. He finally let go after leading her 3 halls away from the chorus room. She knelt down to the ground and sat on her legs. Gerard was pacing back and forth.
“There’s something wrong with that person!” Gerard said in a dark and serious voice. Renee looked up at him with disbelief. Gerard looked down at her with concern on his face. She looked down at the ground.
“How do you know if there is something wrong with him? Is he evil like a bad guy or sick like a child in a hospital?” Renee said sarcastically. Gerard rolled his eyes and knelt down beside her.
“Do you…like him?” Gerard said with slight fear in his voice.
“I don’t know, I’m confused right now.” Renee said closing her eyes. Gerard sighed.
“How could one guy come in and take everything I worked at just to get close to her?” Gerard thought to himself.
Flashback starts…
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:55 am
He's evil! Pure evil! ...but that's just my opinion...
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 11:41 am
EVIL! [and NOT the good kind]
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 9:39 pm
Chapter 4
“Gerard you’re going to be late for school!” a male voice shouted. Gerard’s eyes shot open and glanced at the clock. It was 6:59 am. Gerard groaned and got up. He took a shower and got dressed. He ate breakfast and ran to school. It was his first day at a new high school and he didn’t want to mess up his first day. He reached the school grounds and glanced at his watch. It was 7:34 a.m. He had 6 minutes. He started walking to Theatre class from the map he had. He nearly dripped on the sidewalk while staring at the map. He nearly fell to one knee, and his map went askew. He grabbed it before it flew away and looked up. His mind went blank as a beautiful angel walked in his path of his eye sight. A girl with brown, shoulder long hair, panty hose with black strap shoes like something Alice in wonderland would wear, a long, black skirt past her knees, a dark red tank top with a black long sleeve shirt underneath that showed her shoulders that were covered in small freckles, a belt choker with a pentagram on it like a tag, a wolf clip on her right ear, a silver ring in her upper left ear in the cartilage and silver rings to match. She seemed to glow to him by the way she dressed and walked. She looked like a small child by her shoes and hair but a hardcore woman by the rest of her.
Gerard got up quickly as her eyes fell near him. She looked him in the eyes and then looked away, walking fast. Gerard watched her leave and stood there still looking in her direction even when she disappeared into the hall. He started walking to class when the minute bell rang. He ran the rest of the way and made it to Theatre right before the bell. He was huffing and breathing deeply for breath. He looked around once he caught his breath and his heart beat went down. He started from the bright side to the dark side of the room. His eyes flew wide as he saw the same girl sitting in the back row in the darkest spot of the room. Without thinking her walked to the back row and sat down in the seat next to her. She looked up at him with a confused look on her face but look away removing emotion from her face. He sat down fully in the seat and put his messenger bag down next the seat. “Hi.” Gerard said after a few moments of silence.
“Hi.” The girl responded with a cold voice like a whip.
“I’m Gerard, I’m new here.” He said slowly hoping she would respond nicer than the last words.
“Really, that’s interesting.” She said in a monotone voice.
“What’s your name?”
“Why?” She looked at him. Gerard went wide eyed and looked around the room thinking of an excuse.
“Well…I just…I was wondering what it was.” He said slowly then fast at the end.
“Hm…I’m not sure I should say.” She said playing with her hair now and looking forward.
“Do you have a name?” Gerard said in a playful tone now. The girl looked at him from the corner of her eye now. She smiled slightly.
“Renee.” She said finally giving in.
“That’s pretty.”
“Really?” She said surprisingly.
“Yeah! I never heard the name Renee before!” Gerard said grinning. Renee looked at him and smiled. Renee didn’t know what she got herself into but was intrigued by him.
For the past 3 months they were talking in every class they were together, sang together, shared small secrets, got to know each other. Renee kept quiet about so many things that Gerard started wondering if she trusted him enough to tell him. Two more months went by and the new musical went up, “Romeo and Juliet” was the musical. Gerard wanted to try and make it but Renee didn’t. They sat in Theatre class after it.
“Why don’t you want to try out?” Gerard asked curiously but carefully.
“I wouldn’t get picked even if I was the best.” Renee sighed, putting her head on her left wrist while her hand curled up.
“Why? That sounds kind of…stupid to say.” Gerard said confused.
“It’s complicated. It’s best you shouldn’t meddle in this subject.” Renee said closing her eyes.
“I’ll decide if it’s complicated. You can trust me, can’t you?” Gerard said leaning into her a bit. Renee took her head off her hand and looked at his face with surprise on hers. Her hand was still curled up and her wrist was still in the position of holding her head. “Trust me Renee.” Gerard said slowly. Renee got wide eyed by his voice. She looked around then back at Gerard. No one was near them. Renee took a deep breath.
“Well…it’s because…of…,” Renee trailed of, she didn’t want to say because she feared the out come of the conversation. She didn’t want to tell him but he wanted to know so badly, “Of my religion, everyone fears me for it.” Gerard raised his eyebrows and looked at her funny.
“Are you some kind of…psycho catholic?” Gerard said slowly. Renee dropped her arm by her side, her shoulders dropped by his stupidity. She was disappointed but then got angry.
“Look at me Gerard! Look what I got around my neck!” Renee shrieked in a low voice yet loud to him. Gerard was sitting back now. His eyes trailed down from her eyes to her belt choker. There was a silver pentagram there. It all fit right there, the reason she sat alone in the dark, the reason everyone avoided her in the halls and classrooms, and the main reason they won’t cast her in plays or musicals. He looked back into her eyes.
“You’re a witch, huh?” Gerard said slowly. Renee rolled her eyes and looked straight forward.
“Run away, you can still fit in now if you throw a rock at me.” Renee said bitterly. Gerard went wide eyed at her response.
“Why would I throw rocks at you Renee? Why would I even run away? You’re my friend.” Gerard said leaning in and slowly reaching for her right hand that was on the table. Renee caught her breath; she was on the verge of tears when she heard him say this. No one ever said this to her once hearing her secret. No one ever stay by her side, only other fellow witches, and the witch children and her best friend. Gerard’s hand touched hers finally, she jerked her head up and looked at their hands and looked at Gerard. “I’ll go and talked to the chorus teacher and theatre teacher for you and convince them to cast you in the musical.”
Renee walked down the road back to her house where her two Aunts made spells and they’re late afternoon tea drinking. Renee got through the door and walked to her room.
“Where’re you going? Get back in here.” Aunt Mare said. “You need to drink tea with us before you go up to your room.”
“It would be nice Sweetie.” Aunt Jeanette said after a sip of her china. Renee walked over and sat down at a white table clothe table by the window.
“Why aren’t you out in the garden drinking tea?” Renee said grabbing a newly poured cup of tea.
“Watching eyes everywhere, from the sky above and the ground below.” Aunt Mare said before drinking some of her tea. Renee sighed and took a sip of her tea, but spat it back out.
“Ew! What is this?! It’s so horrible!” Renee said pushing the cup away from her.
“What did we put in it Mare?” Aunt Jeanette asked.
“A pit of toad, a pit of snake, and some herbs.” Aunt Mare said staring into the cup swooshing the liquid around thinking. Renee went green at that moment; she got up and walked away to the stairs. She went and went to her bed to lie down. Her mind went back to the thought of Gerard and what happened. He heart sank as his words repeated in her head. Then the painful memories came from her childhood.
A group of kids circling around her with rocks in hand. “Witch! Witch! You’re a witch!” They chanted over and over. Then the rocks flew and hit her everywhere. Her eyes burned with tears. Then her pain flew away as Gerard’s voice came back into her ears.
“You’re my friend…”
The next day…
Renee walked up to the notice board and saw the casting of the play. Her messenger bag dropped to the floor as she read.
Romeo…….Gerard Way
Juliet……….Renee Rogers
Renee’s face went white as she saw her name and Gerard’s. She heard foot steps from behind and stopped by her side.
“Boy do I have a story to tell you.” Gerard said with a slight chuckle.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:40 pm
I lovers it! Please write more...
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:01 pm
Alright so what things do you like in my story that makes you keep coming back for more? What do you think is going to happen next? I'm asking this because I just ran myself in a wall and I'm stuck picking up the pages of the story trying to figure out what goes next. So I am going to bring in someone who can stur everything up in the story, it will go really well or burn before my eyes and destroy my writing career.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 7:23 pm
It may suck but this new character will pay off later. Trust me on this.
Chapter 5
“Well, you see when I went up to the chorus teacher to ask for an audition for you he took it the wrong way and thought I wanted you as Juliet because I signed up for Romeo. So he said you didn’t have to audition because he liked your voice and he casted you as Juliet and gave me the scripts,” Gerard handed a script to Renee with the name Juliet on the cover “he thought we were dating or we trying to express our love to each other and to everyone or something like that. I can’t remember his exact words.” Renee looked at him with wide eyes and her face was white with a thick layer of red across the bridge of her small nose. Gerard gulped. “It-it isn’t that bad, is it?” Gerard asked nervously. Renee blinked and stared at Gerard. Gerard looked at her and looked away. “If you have any problems you can go ask Mr. Sims to take you out of the play.” Gerard said sadly. Renee blinked herself back into reality and shook her head.
“Huh? What did you say?” Renee said leaning in.
Gerard looked up at her, “You weren’t paying attention to me?”
“I was paying attention, but I lost you after you said Mr. Sims thought we were dating.” Renee looked down in her lap. Gerard blushed a bit and looked at his lap also.
“D-do you want to run lines?” Gerard said with a bit of a stutter. Renee nodded her head. She grabbed her script and opened it.
“Where do you want to start?” Renee said not looking up but covering up her burning face.
“Mr. Sims said we should practice the kissing scene because that one is the hardest scene.” Gerard said quickly. Renee shot him a gaze of surprise.
“Did Mr. Sims say that or was that all Gerard right there?” Renee thought. ‘Romeo on ground, Juliet next to him holding the back of his head’ “You need to lie down on the ground.” Renee said trying to take it seriously. Gerard re-read what the script said.
“Maybe it’s not a good idea to do this in the middle of school.” Gerard said pushing Renee’s script down revealing her face.
“You’re right, what would people think if they saw us kiss?” Renee said laughing quietly. Gerard didn’t laugh, he didn’t even do anything.
“Meet me at my house so we can practice.” Gerard said seriously. Renee stopped laughing and looked at Gerard with a confused looked.
“Huh?” Renee said questioningly.
“Here…” Gerard grabbed her left hand with his left and grabbed a marker with his right and wrote his address and number on her arm. The bell rang after he got done marking her arm. “Come around 4, my mom gets home at 7 p.m.” Renee nodded. That left only 2 hours for her to prepare.
Gerard snapped out of his flashback as Renee had already gotten up and started to walk away. “Renee!” Gerard shouted as her started running after her. Gerard finally got up to her and saw her clutching her left hand.
“Why didn’t you let go of me Gerard?!” Renee shrieked.
“Wha?” Gerard asked.
“You were gripping so hard you sprained my hand!” Renee stormed off leaving Gerard alone.
“Why did this have to happen?” Gerard asked himself. “Maybe I should ask…”
Flashback returns...
“Alone with Gerard for 3 hours, what should I do. Should I tell the Aunts? What would they say?” Renee thought to herself as she walked home. As Renee started walking up to the house she heard a distant voice that was so familiar.
‘Oooooooh Wowohowowwooooo!’
It was a mix of country but it had a different element than that Renee couldn’t figure it out. Renee was excited she started running towards her house as country music started to get louder. Renee stopped in shock as she looked up at her balcony. A woman with long, think, poofy silver hair and dark brown eyes with a hint of red was singing while sitting on the railing of the balcony on the side with no floor. She looked like Renee but older and much bigger boobs and a wider hip range. She was the same height but a tad taller, wore the same type of clothing like Renee but much more cooler and fun looking than Renee’s plain corsets. She had small, rectangular shades ((like the ones on Gaia)), their symbols were the exact same along as the colors of their Wicca symbols which was rare in this community. In Renee’s eyes she was the most beautiful woman that ever existed. She had that Indian glow but smashed in with a French look. Her hair was the most interesting since it was natural for her. She started growing grey hair in her final years of high school and she never re-dyed it. She was only 19 and she had all of this and even a gorgeous voice that Renee envied. She could sing any type of music if she wanted. She was stronger in magic and spells than Renee. Renee knew all of this since this woman was her older sister, Karin. Instruments were playing around her: a piano, a violin, a guitar, and other western instruments. It was playing something like the blues but Karin was singing in a western voice.
Karin:
‘first they tell you you're goanna be the next big thing
they put roses in your dressin’ room every time ya’ sing
til you ask for a little consideration
then they call you a diva
big slip
termination
they grab the next yapper just walking down the street
they got him singing your songs
marking your tree
It's lonely at the top!
When the lights go down and the cheerin' stops
you got no real friends
no place to call home!!
It’s all “good doggie
But no bone!”
And the next thing you know he ain’t bringin’ you roses
It’s all cold stares, cold shoulders’
Her cat Binx to the other cat in a whisper:
‘Cold noses’
Karin:
‘He doesn’t write, doesn’t call, doesn’t howl your name
All he can think about it fortune and fame
There ain’t nothin’ I can do to turn his head and excite him
Sometimes I swear, I just
Want to bite him!
It’s lonely at the top!
When the lights go down and the cheerin' stops
you got no real friends
no place to call home!!
It’s all “good doggie”’
Mimicking animals and objects:
‘Good doggie’
Karin:
‘Oh good doggie, and no bone!!’
All:
‘Good doggie, and no bone’ x10
Karin:
‘Not even a little bitty bone!’
All:
'Good doggie, no bone' x3
Karin:
‘Good doggie wowowowhoooOooooHooo and no bone’
Now that’s a good little doggie!
Renee stood there as the instruments flew back into the house while a broom flew to Karin. Karin got on the broom in mid air while her black cat Binx jumped on. “Well, well, well! Why, isn’t it my dear little sister!” Karin yelled while flying down.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 8:00 am
Are you a Wiccan? If so what is your symbol?
You do know that we don't ride broomsticks right?
Can't wait for the next update.
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