AN; Okay, so. This multi-chap, will be a prequel to Think Pink Industries, because I wanted to have 2 fics in the same universe, and I really liked this idea. So, you'll see why it's linked soon enough. I have this planned to be around 20 chapters, but it could end up running longer. It could even result with Think Pink Industries being scrapped and just making a sequel to this, who knows? Let's get into it! R&R, because seeing feedback, whether it be positive or negative really does make my day and shapes my stories to be better.
Sierra's Second Chance
Chapter 1: Second Chance at Life.
Three years have passed since Total Drama All Stars, the last season I would ever possibly agree to be in. I've got my life in check, but as if anyone will ever believe the crazy purple haired stalker girl. I am now 18, and still get recognized. I deleted all my blogs, yet am still ridiculed. Honestly, I could not care less. All that matters to me, is me. If paparazzi see me on the street, shouting things such as "Stalkerlicious!" I smile and wave to them. However, my dream has to be a star. That's why I idolized everyone on Total Drama. I wanted to be like them. And I saw myself in Cody. A sweet, kind nerd. Yet, all I am is Stalkerlicious. But I'll change all of their minds someday. And I'll be famous. Just you watch. I'll be back in the news tonight. Might not be positive, but I'll be back.
My life consists of running away from problems a lot of the time, but I'll do what I have to do to get by. Producers from Total Drama have tried to call me sometimes, wanting me back for one more season. I detest the very idea. Sickening snakes, they are. Trust me. I got told that if I were to return to Total Drama, it'd be a shot at redemption. Nope. I got out of my contract while I could, and a chance in hell I would ever sign on again. I mean, sure I still wonder how everyone's doing, but… whatever. I won't need them after tonight. After tonight, I won't need anyone. Time to put my plan into action.
I jolt up from my seat, sauntering to my coat hooks. I won't need a coat where I'm going. I grasp the door handle, smiling menacingly. As I walk into the long hallway of my apartment, I stroll to the stairs, climbing up a few flights. Once I get to the roof, I smile to myself. I look around. "It'll be all over the news! Total Drama's Sierra kills herself! Oh, we should have been nicer to her, we're so sorry, Sierra, if you can hear us!" I walk onto the ledge, sitting down. I take a deep breath, smiling. Not the fairy tale ending I planned out for myself, but what a way to go? People on the street start to look up and see me, screams of shock and terror echoing through. I see people on their phones. Yes! The perfect time to do it! Just as my rescue comes! Won't that be newsworthy?
I watch, as police cars arrive, surrounding the building. So, of course, I turn the other way. Duh. I bend my legs, ready to jump over the back of the building, when I hear a voice.
"Sierra, wait!" I spin on my heels to see… Brick?
"Brick? What are yo- never mind. It won't matter in a second." I smirk, sitting on the ledge.
"Oh, yes it will matter, because you're not fallin'! I won't let you." Brick walked over to me, placing his firm hands on my shoulders. "Listen, I've been made a laughing stock of on international TV too. I get it. It hurts! But that's why we gotta stick around! Prove we're survivors, you know? Take this as a second chance at life, Sierra!"
"There are no second chances, Brick. People only care about you if you're pretty or dying, and that's the honest truth about this world. Nobody cares. Love isn't real, it's a chemical urge to mate, or a chemical urge to be attached to a family member!" I point out, still not convinced by Brick's words. I breathe heavily. "I wanted to be famous. And the only way to get people to love me and realise what a mistake they made by hating me… is to leave this earth. Then they'll all see!"
"But, what's better? Being alive to experience the love, the apologies, the fame? Or… dying?! People laughed at me because I wanted to be a fashion designer. But I'm still out there, working on it? And what is it you want to be?" Brick looks deep into my eyes, smiling.
"A famous gossip blogger, I guess…" I shrugged, as his face lit up.
"Then do it! I can help you! We can be a team!" Brick smiled, jumping up and down slightly.
"No way." I turn away, as I hear the yells again, from police and the croud. And Brick. I block them out, as my head starts to turn, spin and shake. I get ready to jump, bending my legs. I squint my eyes, breathing heavily. As I move my feet forward and push myself off of the ledge, a sturdy hand grabs onto mine.
"No! You can't die! You won't die! If I can't save your life, then I've failed, and you've failed." Brick looks down at me, trying to pull me up, as I try to resist. "You won't just be getting fame, you'll be letting the people that hate you win! Please, Sierra! Just know how much a life is worth. Please!"
I look up to him, as I see a tear stream down his face. My voice is weak. "Please… just let go…"
"No." Brick replies in a strong, yet distressed tone. "I can't let go of you. Please, Sierra. Just… give me one night to convince you that life is definitely worth living."
"Brick, just let me go!" I yell here, looking up.
"I… I… I can't. I won't!" He gets enough strength to pull me up, as I sigh. He lifts me into his arms, running to the stairwell and carrying me down. "Which one's your apartment?"
"Not telling!" I look up to him.
"Tell me, or I'll take you straight to the police. I hate to be stern here, but, it's either suicide watch by a friend, or by the police." He sternly looks at me as he carries me.
"305." I sigh, looking up. "Wait… you consider me… a friend?"
He nods, as he opens the door to my apartment. He gently lays me down onto the sofa, as he sits next to my feet. Although I still feel the sudden urge to run, Brick has this calming, soothing, yet manly vibe about him. I can't help but want to talk to him.
"Now, Sierra… I want to calmly, but if you need to cry, that's okay, talk about your feelings. Is there some other meaning to this, other than wanting to be loved by people?" He gazes into my eyes, as I think back to all of the things that have contributed to this.
"Well… yeah. I've always felt like a little bit of an outcast, you know? An outsider. Alone. And when I went on Total Drama, I thought I'd be free from that. And mid-season, I got really depressed because I wasn't. But I kept foolishly going on because I saw me in Cody. And when he said we were best friends, it gave me motivation. But now we never speak anymore. So, I realise I'm being called Stalkerlicious, and other stuff, so I try another shot in Total Drama All Stars… Then I fall into the trap. And the hate's gotten even worse! I've had to delete every single one of my blogs, all of my personal social medias, and all traces of Total Drama in my life. And I decided… You know, since all of this and I never became the girl I wanted to be… It drove me to this." I look to Brick, as I am on the verge of tears. I blink, a single one streaming down. His soft, brownish eyes look into mine.
"Hey… don't be so down. Sure, you're not the girl you wanted to be. You know why? Because you're unique, girl. You're you. You're crazy, silly, sometimes a bit fanatic, but you're you. And you're looking at all the haters. Not the people that care about you. You haven't made a single real enemy on Total Drama. So don't fret. You might not be that girl… because you're this girl." His hands cup my face, as I blush slightly. "So promise… you won't hurt yourself? For me?"
He looks to me, as I burst into tears. I pull him into a warm embrace. "Thankyou… And I promise… For you."
"Now, what do you say we work on getting that gossip blog started, huh?" Brick smiled to me, going over and grabbing my laptop, placing it on my lap.
"Yeah." I giggle a little. I never knew someone could make me feel so… so happy. So un-empty. So… satisfied with myself. I start to type away, going onto my usual site.
"And that's it! You did it, Sierra! You made your blog." Brick smiled to me, patting me on the back.
"Now, what could we gossip about?" I ponder for a second, then getting to type away. "I got it! How about… 'Total Drama: Revenge of The Island contestant, Brick starts a fashion business!'"
"You wanna make a report on… me?" Brick gushed, blushing a little.
"Yeah, I owe you one! I owe you like… a gazillion! Could I, by any chance, interview you for it?" I smile to him, as he blushed even more.
"S-Sure!" Brick smiled to me.
I type a headline, and then look to him. A couple hours later, both the interview and the report are finished.
"And… Send!" I smile to him, looking over. He smiles back. "Let's read!
'TD:ROTI contestant, Brick starts his own fashion company!
Brick, when he isn't being an all-round great guy, he's sewing up a storm! The CEO of Think Pink Industries, Brick, was ridiculed for a long time for being a male that likes fashion. He's here with me, Sierra, to give me some details.
Me: So, Brick, this is obviously a very new, fresh thing you have to offer. What is it that makes Think Pink Industries so unique?
Brick: Well, I myself, really believe everyone deserves a chance, you know? So what we, well, I here at Think Pink Industries really want to do is make clothes for everyone. All the clothes will be unisex. If you're a guy, and want to wear one of our dresses, go for it! If you're a girl, and want to wear something from our tuxedo line, be my guest.
Me: Then why is it called 'Think Pink Industries', and not some neutral colour?
Brick: To me, all colours are neutral. That's like… telling you you can't wear yellow because you're a girl, right? So I feel like anyone who wants to think pink, can. And the reason for Think Pink? Because, pink is a strong colour, representing such more than just a social construct of gender, right?
Me: You are so right! So, what's next for Think Pink?
Brick: Well… whatever people want. This clothing company will be much more about what everyone wants to wear, than what I want people to wear. So if a lot of people suggest tank tops with llamas on them, just as an example, then that's what they'll get.
Me: I am ALL for llamas! Thank you so much, Brick for being interviewed tonight!
And that was my interview with new CEO of Think Pink Industries, Brick! Make sure to leave suggestions for new clothes in the comments, because Brick will surely read a lot of them! That's it for now, that's the scoop, and this is Sierra, signing off. XOXOXO.'" I take a deep breath as I finish reading, looking to Brick.
"That was so good! You're a great reporter, Sierra." Brick smiled to me.
"Thanks. You're great at being interviewed." I smile.
"Well, I better be going back home, I live a couple blocks off here." Brick walked to the door.
"Well, see you later!" I smile, as he waves to me.
Woah. What a crazy day. I came in with expectations to die, and I feel like I've been reborn… Almost like I've had a second chance. I wonder what tomorrow will bring!
AN: That's it for the first chapter, I hoped you like it, once again, R&R, as any feedback can help, thanks for reading if you made it this far. If you skipped to the end, you're a cheater. :( Shame on you, shame!
