Some people may think "she is starting another story", but this is something that I have been inspired to do for a long time, especially since the OC hiatus. So anyhow here it goes
Background: All four of the main OCer's is in a "home" in California called "Hartford House" they have no friends or family, at first they don't even have one another. That is all that I can say about that right now. You have to read and find everything out. IT'S WORTH IT. This will be a S/S, R/M.
Warnings: This is posted as Pg-13 for now but the rating may change. The first chapter contains drug use, bad language, and sexual situations.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! I really want to know what people think of this. If people don't review because they don't like it or w.e then I'll think nobody is reading and will probably not update this. If you read this first chapter please just let me know what you think. I hate when people say stuff like that, it's just that I have a lot of other stories going, so if nobody wants this one I won't continue it.
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xoxo Jules
Bohemian Rhapsody
Prologue: Is this the real life-"
---- Ryan Atwood, age 17; "I'm never the kid with much to say, I just kinda fade back into the crowd... getting noticed gets you in trouble in places like this. I sit back, watch everyone else. Analyze. I can tell you about anyone here inside and out, backwards and forwards. I've been in the system since I was eleven. In the past six years I've been in twelve foster homes... it's okay though, 6 days and I'll be 18, then I'm getting the hell out of this place."
---- Seth Cohen, age 17: "I don't know how I really got mixed up in the system. My parents died in a fire when I was thirteen. I lived with my Grandfather for a couple of months before he died of a heart attack... My parents really didn't have any other family, so I ended up here. I've never even been placed in a foster home, nobody really wanted a thirteen year old Jewish kid."
---- Marissa Cooper age 16; "I've been in these homes for as long as I can remember. They put you in these group homes to protect you, nobody can protect me. If they could they would have. Nobody wants a damaged girl like me, hell, I wouldn't want a girl like me! I don't know what I'm doing anymore, I have no idea where I'm going... Mrs. Walker on the staff here told me I'm going nowhere fast, at this point I'm thinking she's right."
---- Summer Roberts age 16; "Everything is just so... I don't know, shaky. Only one things for sure, and that is that I will get what I want when I want it. So what I use my body? Nothing is ever going to be handed to me or anyone else here, I'm just the only one smart enough to realize it. People may look down on me for what I do. They call me a slut... a whore. Whatever. They can say what they want. The only person that I have to look out for is me.
Ryan's POV: Last day of the rest of my life
I sat back on the couch in one of the common rooms watched Summer Roberts, the Hartford House slut, disappear behind the doors with one of the older doctors. The doctors were always around, in case the kids had a "mental breakdown", or something like that. It was hard to keep it together in a place like this, but I've managed to. This was a place where they sent the helpless, the hopeless.
Hartford House is just resting ground for all those just shy of their eighteenth birthdays. On our eighteenth birthdays we'll be turned out with some money in our pockets, an education that's for shit, and a hardened view of the world.
Everyone thinks it's funny how this place was called a "house". It's more institution like for it's resident's, the sterile white walls, the staff constantly rushing around performing one tedious task or another.
'She thinks she's so smart.' I watched Summer reappear from behind the door, and then seconds later the doctor did. I rolled my eyes as I watched the sly grin form on her face when she noticed me watching her. But I see through that, I know at the end of the day when it's just her, alone, in her dimly lit room, there was no way that she could possibly be happy.
"What's up man?" This kid named Seth said when he sat down next to me.
Seth was cool I guess, a little dorky but here it's better to hang out with dorky than dangerous. Seth was already here when I got here, so I guess that means Hartford's been his home for like five years. Seth never talks about his parents. He is one of the only one here who really knew them at all. It seemed like something was going on with him, he'd randomly get really quiet and stuff like that, nobody know's why.
"Nothing much. I think Summer just ropped dome." I said not turning away from my magazine.
"Oh yeah." Seth asked raising an eyebrow. "Who was it this time?"
Seth had a style completely different than anyone else here. He would wear old pants, dingy brown colors with holes in them, and plain long sleeved t-shirts, always with the same blue vest over it. He said it was like his trademark or something. I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention.
"Doctor Jennings." I said.
He was one of the more distinguished doctors. He won a lot of awards for his work and "contributions" to the community. Nobody talked about how he screwed his patients though. Funny how those things work. People that are supposed to help you turn their backs... it just goes to show you can't really trust anyone now can you?
"So six weeks 'till the big day huh?" Seth said trying to make conversation... conversation isn't one of my strong suits...
"Um, the big day?"
"Yeah man, 18! What are you gonna do?" Seth asked scooting to the edge of his chair.
"I donno man." I said still not looking up from the magazine.
The alarms went off. That only meant one thing since it wasn't a fire alarm. Somebody with a house arrest bracelet had escaped. This happen about once or twice a week. People here aren't strangers to run-in's with the law. I turned towards the door to see flailing legs, and long dirty blonde hair flying every which way.
"Go figure, Marissa Cooper." Seth said.
Those were my thoughts exactly. More than a couple of times she had been caught with hard-core drugs... I think most recently it was cocaine or something like that. I think she's been using a lot longer than anyone thinks. She lost a lot of weight recently, her dark jeans hung loosely on her hips, but her black t-shirt fitted her frame leaving no bone to the imagination. People think that's she's more troubled than most... I'm not sure I think so. I mean, I get that she does bad stuff, but we all do... The difference with her is she's trying, I know she is. I saw her try to quit smack, she almost did it too, ... cold turkey.
"Take a picture." Seth said as I felt him arm jab me in my side.
... I didn't even know that I had been watching...
"Shove it Cohen." I said, again turning to my magazine. I was looking for listings, I need to find a job before I'm out of this place. "Besides, we all see how you look at Summer Roberts."
"Me, Summer, no!" Seth said.
Why did I say anything? Now this conversation was going to have to get longer!
"I see the way you stare at her. You want her Seth."
"Nu uh." Seth said. Sometimes he really reminded me of a little boy.
"Right." Not for a second did I believe him.
"Anyway I heard she was like the ocean down there." Seth said in a hushed tone.
"Wet?" I asked bluntly. Seth cringed
"No man, crabs!" He said.
"EW COHEN!" A high pitched voice that came from behind him said.
I didn't even have to turn around to know who said it. That ew could only be said in such a manner by one...
"It's just what I heard!" Seth asked as he received a hard punch in the shoulder.
Summer was small, but she knew how to defend herself. All of the girls here do.
"What happened with Marissa?" I asked trying to change the topic... not that talking about crabs was fun... right...
"What about me?" The tall girl asked now sitting beside me.
We all turned stunned that the girl wasn't spending time in the "quiet room." It was where people went when they needed to cool down.
"Um, nothing... I just saw..." I couldn't even finish my sentence, I just stared at her blankly.
"You didn't see anything." Marissa snapped but in a cool way.
She's the only one that I know that can get their point across like that. Crisp, clean, and clear.
"So Atwood, I hear you're turning 18 soon." Summer said
"Yeah."
"Sweet, what's the plan?" Marissa asked sitting with her legs crossed. She had dark circles under her eyes.
"Donno yet." I said looking down, I couldn't stand all of the eyes on me.
"I was thinking if you needed company, my birthdays only a week later." Seth said. "Let me come with you. Two salaries, we can get a semi-sweet apartment, pick up some chicks." He winked at me.
Sometimes I wonder where that kid came from.
"Whatever man, just as long as you don't do that... talking thing..." Seth isn't always bad company... I would never admit I like the guy, but he's kinda like my brother in some twisted sort of way.
"Well then I'm coming too!" Summer piped up
"You're not 18 yet." Marissa pointed out
"Neither are you!" Summer snapped back
"Well you guys are going to need a hot girl to like get stuff... and stuff..." Summer said turning to us.
She did have a point. Seth and I weren't the best looking guys... well maybe, I don't really know.
"Ho." Marissa mumbled
"Addict." Summer said loud enough for Marissa to hear.
I caught Marissa by the wrist when she shot up. Her house arrest bracelet cut my hand a little. I have no idea how she manages to get those things off.
"Calm down. I really don't care who comes, as long as you pay your own way and stay out of my business. Got it?" I made clear.
"Yeahs" were heard from all around, including from Marissa.
"Now we just have to find a way got get Summer, Cooper, and I out... we're not 18 yet."
And thus our journey began
I forgot to add at the begininng that this story has nothing to do with actual "Bohemian Rhapsody", I just wanted to use the song. Each chapter title is a lyric to the song, and each POV title is a lyric to the P.O.D song youth of a nation. I was deciding which to use for the story and decided that this was a good compromise. I think the title "Bohemian Rhapsody" just reels you in more. Anyhow as I said before. Please read and review! It's been my first OC fic in awhile.
xoxo Jules
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PS: This is the first POV fic I've written. How did I do?
In later chaps we'll get into more of the characters backgrounds