Hi everyone! i know i shouldn't have started another story but this damn plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone and stop poking at it Vic! i just manage to capture it to leave me alone! *Victoria paused her poking the evil bunny that was in its cage* anyway, this is mostly based off of my other story Another Crazy Day which i noticed sounded more like a story then a series of one shots and yeah, that came to life *points at the growling bunny* it's so mean to me.
Summary: My name is Victoria Simmers and i have no idea on what's going on. i'm walking home from school one day and next thing i know, i'm running away from Fluffy, the possessed cop car and getting kidnap by who knows what. i just love my life. oh well, let's see what i can break in this place! woop!
Victoria: great, more about my life
Helena: but it's funny if you think about it
Victoria: true. Disclaimer: Bluebutterflywitch doesn't own anything except us and god help those people if she did
enjoy the randominess! now on with the story!
Chapter 1
My life was never interesting. Dramatic and awful? Sure but never interesting. I'm nothing special, just average and a bit insane but let's face it, everything in life is insane. We just don't realize it or we don't pay much attention to it, just brushing it off. I don't do that. No I take the time to realize the unusual and make it sane in my own mind.
It works for I haven't gone crazy before I came here to my new life in old Salem. Yes, the same place where all the witch trials held place a century or two ago. It just that I don't live in the populate tourist attraction part of town. I live it the quiet part of town where people rarely come by, a perfect peaceful place to live. Well as peaceful as it can be with me living there.
You see, I haven't always live there. I used to live a different way of life that made me into the person I am today but that's another story to tell on a later day. I moved to Salem five years ago when I was just ten and now I'm as happy as one can be when classified as an insane girl that could taint your children so don't let them near her for their own wellbeing. I just realized that is a long classification no?
No one knows what my past is and the only people who do are my doctors and the law enforcement. I just love Uncle Jack and Uncle Mike, they give me doughnuts! Though, it's kind of a bad thing to give me sugar when I'm going into one of my stories. I didn't stop talking for hours and I think one time I was literally jumping off the walls. One time while I was at the police station, some officer gave me a sugar coated doughnut and I wouldn't stop talking for the whole time there. Uncle Jack just placed duct tape over my mouth.
Mostly because of my randomness, I'm kind of well-known in the area and I don't mean that in a good way. Since I live in a small area, everyone knows each other since they were kids so when I moved here I became a loner in a way. I wouldn't have mind if it won't for the bullies that tried to beat me up or show me who the boss is around here. Yeah, that didn't work out quite well for the bullies. I won't say what exactly happen since I have no clue myself on what happen. All I know is that it became quite dark and there were some girly screams before the bullies ran out scared.
Yeah, still have no clue on what happen that day but the good thing about it is that the bullies reframe themselves from beating me up but that didn't stop them from shouting out some mean things at me. I just ignore them or just smiled and nod to them. Just like that saying 'Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them more.' And that is so true.
Oh yeah, one more thing that should be known beforehand. I love using quotes and sayings. It always bugs people other than my family. I think I even made one go insane by my sayings and examples. Hey! It's his fault for trying to steal my bag while I was at the mall. Nobody tries to steal something from me and gets away with it.
Yes, I am insane but that's me so deal with it. That's what I tell people when they ask me if I'm sane but truth to be told. No one is exactly sane, even the great leaders had to be insane to come up with all those things. I mean who in their right mind goes out in a thunder storm to fly a kite with a key tied to the string? I doubt that's the true story on how electricity was found but I don't have actually proof, mostly because I'm too lazy to do the research but that will be my topic if we have to do a research project in school one day.
It's Friday today and school just ended. My school is as average as you can get in these parts and it has a Spanish word for its name. My school is called Aqua and its main colors are blue and white. I bet you can't guess what its mascot is. I'll give you a hint. It lives in the ocean, it's a mammal but some people call it a fish. Did you guess? It's the dolphin! I love the dolphin costume, mostly because I would throw paper balls at it when it passes by. Another thing about my school is that we have to wear a uniform which I hate with a passion.
The boys have to wear either dark blue or brown trousers with a white dress shirt with a blue vest. The girls have to wear a blue skirt with a white shirt or blouse with a blue vest. On the vest right over our hearts is the school logo as well. We have to wear dress shoes as well that are either black or brown. We can wear anything else that stays in the school colors, blue and white. I wear orange nail polish just to annoy them. I love the type of orange I always use. It's this metallic orange color that looks cute with my type of skin color.
Anyway, because of my attempts to be different, most people don't like me but I don't care. I stopped caring when I was around eight or so. I forgot where exactly. Today is very lovely, it's partly cloudy or maybe it's partly sunny I don't know. What is the difference between the two? Aren't they the same? Getting off topic now, since I can't drive yet I ride my, well it's my uncles but I use it instead, bike to and from school every day. I just love the feel of the wind through my hair.
As I round the corner to my house, I was surprise to see an unknown car park near my house. So me being me, I jumped off from the bike and grabbed the bat that I hid behind the bushes and got nearer, just in case it's one of those kidnappers again. If the neighbors don't want me, they could just say so and perhaps write it in a letter since I stopped listening the first week here. I feel so loved.
Just as I got close enough, the driver's door open and out came one of my favorite people in the world, Uncle Roger. I was shocked and happy at the same time, I haven't seen Uncle Roger since the awful attack in Mission City and in Egypt.
"Uncle Roger?" I asked, not wanting to believe that he finally came home.
Uncle Roger turned around at his name and smiled when he saw that it was me who called out. "Hey Vic, how is it going?"
I just laughed and pounced on him, making sure that the baseball bat didn't hit him or the car because I don't think it belongs to him. I heard my uncle gasp at the sudden weight but then hug me back.
"Aren't you getting a bit hold to be pouncing onto people?" he joked lightly as he untangled himself from me.
I just grinned and shook my head. "Nope, haven't seen you in hell a long so deal with it. Now if you excuse me, I got to go and hide this and get my stuff from my hiding spot." I said and went over to the bushes and collect my school bag and the bike and to replace them with the bat.
Uncle Roger watched me in curiosity. Once I came back he finally asked me about the bat.
"So what's with the bat?" he asked, helping me with the bike.
"Oh, there have been kidnappers coming by this area and I have the bat to knock them out before calling Uncle Mike and Jack to pick them up later on," I responded like it was just an everyday thing.
Uncle Roger just stared at me before shaking his head. "I forgot how random you can be."
I pouted before smirking. "So what's with the car? You didn't steal it like that one time when you were a k-," I started to say before Uncle Roger covered my mouth, laughing nervously, glancing around.
"Vic! You crack me up. It was lent to me by the government but I have to return it in two days so I can't stay for long," Roger answered.
I pouted once more and took his hand off my mouth. "Aw! But you just got here! Can't you stay any longer?"
Roger just shook his head. "Sorry kiddo, I'm needed back at base. The only reason I was able to come home was because I told them it was your birthday soon."
I perked up at that and frowned. "Really? It's that time of year again?"
Uncle Roger nodded. "Yup, November first next week. You're sixteen birthday."
I whistled at that. "Damn, I really should keep track of the time. I can't believe I'm turning sixteen already."
Roger laughed at that and went to the trunk of the silver car. "Anyway, as I was saying. They let me off if I gave these few gifts to you."
I stood there shocked. "Wh-what? Gifts from your teammates?"
Roger nodded and opened the trunk to show me about ten small and middle size gifts sitting there. "Yup, and I kind of told them about that as well. I didn't mean to it just slipped."
I stared at him before sighing. "As long as no one else knows about it I'm ok with it."
Roger beamed and handed me one of the gifts. "Open it. It was one of the firsts that was given to me for you to open."
I looked at him and back down at the brightly colorful present and took it in my hands. I shook it lightly and heard the small rattle of something hitting against the package it was in. shrugging, I tear open the package and beamed when I saw what it was. It was one of those voodoo keychain dolls that I kept on seeing around the place. The one that was given to me was the witch. One thing for sure is that I loved it.
"Awesome! It's the voodoo witch!" I said happily as I held it up for my uncle to see as well.
Uncle Roger shook his head. "Damn Epps, I was joking about that but at least you like it."
I nodded happily and took hold of the next gift. I could tell it was a cd by the way it was wrapped but couldn't help but wonder what type of cd. Unwarping it, I blinked at the overly decorated cd. Written in bright blue and orange letters were the words music remixes. Glancing up at my uncle, I held up the disc and sent him a questioning look.
"Oh, you know how you sent me that music remixed of yours? Well I played it to the others and the music lover of the group loved it and decided to make you that when he heard that I was coming back here," Uncle Roger explained, rubbing the back of his head.
I beamed at that.
"Really? I was just missing around and having fun with it and I thought it was good and the film teacher agreed as well. He was really nice about it especially when I get detention because of those idiots at school. I wasn't the one who glued the teacher's books on the ceiling and yet they blame me though I wished it was me I mean that would be fun to do except I would glue these idiots homework on their foreheads so they wouldn't come up with the excuse that they forgot it. Anyway they sent me to detention and Mr. Smith was the only one who was willing to watch me and he allowed me to mess around with his equipment and poof, that was made and I thought you should hear it and you did!" I said happily and looked up when Uncle Roger started to laugh.
"I missed those random conversations of yours," he said before handing me another present.
It was one of the medium size gifts and the wrappers were gone the moment the present touched my hands. Opening the blank brown box, I blinked in surprise at what was inside.
"Cool! One of those portable cd players! Now I can hear the cd whenever I want!" I exclaimed happily.
My uncle just shook his head. "What were those guys thinking?"
I just stuck out my tongue at him. After ten more minutes, I opened up the rest of my gifts and was jumping around in excitement at what I got.
I got a tape recorder, a portable PSP, two games to go with it, a book of pranks, a bag of chocolates (Uncle Roger was shocked when he saw what it was. He claimed that the person who gave them to me was very strict about their food choices. I feel special.), and guess what, a handgun.
I was giggling at the angered expression my uncle took. He started to place back and forth all the while muttering.
"Damn him. I told him to give you something that you might like but no, he gives you a freaking gun! Now I need to make sure you won't hurt someone else by accident or purpose," he said.
Shaking my head, I spin the gun around before handing it to my uncle. "Here Uncle Roger, its better if you take it in the meantime, I don't trust myself anymore then you do. Mostly because I might shoot that son of a bitch that lives down the street and I CAN SEE YOU, YOU BITCH!" I said before shouting at a red haired teen who step outside to see who I was talking to before going back inside his house in fear when I pointed the gun towards him. And I kind of accidently shot him. I missed! No harm done … I think.
My uncle Roger just stared at the scene before turning towards the house and yells. "Sister! What the hell are you teaching this girl! She almost shot someone!"
"Was it the boy down the street?"
"Yeah!"
"Good job Victoria! Did you hit him?"
"No! I missed but I think I won't be seeing him anytime soon!"
"Ok! And who gave you a gun? I got to thank that person!"
I just turned to my uncle, grinning the whole time as he held his head in his hands, muttering something along the lines 'what did I go wrong here' or maybe it was 'what is wrong with this picture'. I don't know for sure because something else caught my eye.
Moving forward towards the silver car, I could tell someone else was inside and they were shaking, either in fear or laughter I couldn't tell for sure. I bet it was in fear! I have that effect on people outside our family.
Pointing to the backseat, I grin at my still muttering uncle. "Hey Uncle Roger! Someone's in there and they're shaking!"
My uncle snapped out of his trance and turn to stare at the backseat window before sighing in annoyance. Walking closer, he opened the door and pointed outside.
"Get out here James!" he ordered and out stepped a young man in his early twenties I think. I'm not all that good in guessing ones age. "What did I tell you before leaving the base?"
The soldier, I guess he's a soldier for my uncle to know him, nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "To not tag along?" he said and slightly flinched at the glare my uncle was giving him. "Sorry, I came because I wanted to see the person who made that awesome beat but I'm kind of scare now."
I grinned once more and started to twirl in boredom before what he said caught up with me. Pausing mid twirl, I stared at him and blinked.
"You really liked it?" I asked slightly surprise.
I thought my uncle just said that to make me feel happy but hearing it from someone else is another thing. I practically beamed in happiness when James nodded. Stepping towards him, I grabbed his hands and started to spin him around with me before letting go, giggling when he fell down in dizziness.
James shook his head and glance at Uncle Roger. Uncle Roger just smiled and helped him up.
"She likes you now," was all he said.
"Is that supposed to be a good thing?" James asked nervously, glancing my way. I just waved.
Uncle Roger nodded. "Yup, she'll go easy on you, especially when she hears the cd you made for her. It's better to have her like you then hate you. Isn't that right Vic?"
I nodded. "Yup! Oh sorry if I scared you. I have that effect on people for some reason and I don't know why. Wait, never mind I do know why but I won't tell because it's for me to know and hopefully for you to never find out. Anyway, you should thank those bullies that placed me in detention because if they didn't I wouldn't have made it. Well maybe I would have later on when I was bored instead of now but hey what are you going to argue Fate for? She placed me there for some reason and I went with it. Besides, those bullies are too scared of me because of that one time they tried to jump me in that alleyway down the street from school and…" I said, not realizing that I was starting one of my random rumbles when my uncle cut me off.
"Wait what? They didn't try anything did they? You don't feel any pain?" he started to ask me in a mix mixture of panic and anger as he looked me over.
James also had an angered look as well while I just stood there confuse until it came to me. I made a face but quickly changed it to an innocent one.
"No uncle, I'm not pregnant if that's what you two are thinking. We were using protection the whole time and did you know that they scream like little girls. Oh, one more thing. Somehow and some way, I still a virgin," I said sweetly before sarcasm took over. "Of course they didn't try anything! They would either be in a state prison or a hospital bed by now! But I wasn't kidding about them screaming like little girls. AND YES I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUR SON BITCH! Opps, sorry about that!"
The red head's mother came out the house in a furious fit and looked like she was going to kill me before she caught wind of what I was saying and glared at me. When I noticed her, I started to yell at her yet again when the gun in my hand went off once more. It missed! Though she did scream bloody murder and started to shout about me being a demon child. Wincing, I tossed the gun to my uncle and shouted.
"He did it! I'm innocent!"
My uncle just stared at me before sighing and went back to muttering about what he did wrong in his past life to deserve this. James on the other hand was laughing his ass off, exclaiming that this was the best trip he ever went on in a long time. I just smiled sweetly.
The next day, my uncle dropped me off school and handed me a laptop bag from where James was sitting. I glancing at it and stared back at my uncle.
Uncle Roger smiled. "That is from me. I heard your mom is getting you a laptop so I went ahead and got you a bag and asked the artist of our group to do the design for me."
Blinking, I turned it around and gasp at what I saw on the front. It was a simple design, just the type of swirls I always do when I was bored and saw it was something I sent to my uncle some time ago. It started at the bottom right corner, the swirls slowly started to come out, looping amongst one another. Sooner down the line, more swirls started to appear from the original swirl or twirl, it depends on how you look at it. Once in a while, either a small flower bud or half open flower would appear. Tracing the stitches, I was amazed by how well it was done. It looked so life like as though it would magically start growing out of my hands.
"Wow, thanks uncle!" I exclaimed, hugging the bag against my chest.
Uncle Roger chuckled. "You're welcome Vic," he said to me before his eyes sadden a bit. "Sorry I can't be here for your birthday or stay any longer but it is a long trip back."
My cheerful expression saddened a bit. "Oh, you're leaving already?"
"Yeah, sorry sport," Uncle Roger said.
I shook my head lightly. "It's ok. You're needed back at base. Thanks for coming though. And tell the others I said thanks!"
My uncle nodded and started up the car. Taking that as my cued that it was time for them to leave, I closed the door and stepped away a bit. Smirking, I tapped on James' window a bit, telling him to roll it down. Doing so, he glanced at me in a curious stare, wondering why I asked him to do that.
I smiled and tilted my head a bit. "Tell your friends about how crazy I can be alright! And if you somehow, some way caught this on video, show it to them as well! I want to see how many people would be scared if they ever meet me!"
James chuckled and gave me a saluted. "Well do, it was nice meeting you."
I nodded and waved goodbye at them as they drove off. Once I couldn't see the car anymore, I lowered my hand and smiled sadly.
"Wished they could've stayed longer, it was nice to talk to someone who wouldn't call me the devil's child," I said before shrugging. "Oh well, what can you do?"
Whistling, I collected both of my bags and walked towards the school's entrance and smiled creepily to anyone who stared at me, freaking them out even more. Ah, got to love my life.
School ended much sooner than usual but I wasn't complaining. It was Friday and the start of the weekend! Since I got a ride today, I ended up walking back home but I didn't mind. I was too busy humming some of my favorite songs when I passed in mid step. Unless my craziness finally caught up with me there, directly ten feet in front of me was a very strange cop car. I say strange because it was beat up and it seemed to be growling at me. Did I mention that no one was driving the thing when it came closer? Nope? Well it did.
There was a moment of silence between the two of us. And it was in that moment of silence something stupid came over me. Pointing at it, I blinked my eyes and tilted my head a bit before smiling.
"It's fluffy!" I shouted happily.
Another moment of silence followed as the car tried to process what I just said while I was quietly sneaked away. Yeah, I'm not that stupid to stay around with some possessed car that seems to contain some anger issues.
Sadly, I didn't move fast enough because next thing I know, I hear this loud growl behind me. Gulping a bit, I slowly turned around to see the cop car right behind me. And it looked pissed as ever.
I chuckled nervously. "Yeah, my lame excuse would be that the cat Fluffy ran past you but you wouldn't believe me would you?"
It revved its engine in a silent, what do you think.
More silence passed among us before I broke it with a single statement.
"Yeah, well I'm going to start running now," and I did. I took off as though it was my life on the line. Well, it kind was because I have no freaking idea what the hell that thing was but I know one thing for sure. It wanted something that only I seem to know but I have no idea what I know that it doesn't. Wait, did that make any sense at all?
Anyway, I silently cussed at my mother for making me walk down a very deserted street because right now, no one was there to help me, even though they wouldn't care a fuck on what was going to happen to me. Heck, I wouldn't be surprise if they pulled up a chair and pull out some popcorn from somewhere and sat there screaming at the car to catch me or drive faster, that damn bitch is getting away. Again, I feel so loved.
Spotting the bushes where I hide my stuff, I ran towards them and hide behind them. I could hear the cop car drive past by but I knew it would be back. Taking my school bag, I opened it up and took out a piece of paper and quickly scribbled something down before placing it back in the bag. Dropping my stuff in the hole, I position myself into a running position and waited.
Soon, I head the car coming closer, playing some music to match the mood.
"Really? It likes Kill Everybody by Skrillex? Then again, it does have a catching tone," I said to myself before sprinting off when it got to close to my hiding spot.
I headed back towards the deserted street and hopefully reached the woods before it caught up with me. I guess it didn't expect me to dart out of nowhere cause it gave me a two minute head start. Slow reaction no? I gave out a shout of surprise when it suddenly ram into the light post next to me. Wow, that was fast but not fast enough. I had reached the trees and started to climb on in a fast pace… I used to climb trees when I was little.
Sitting on a steady branch, I laughed at the car. "HA! You can't touch me fluffy! No one can!" I said happily before freezing and sighed in annoyance. The cop car was giving out splatters of what sounded like laughter. "There's something right behind me and it's tall and smirking at me no?"
The car just revs its engine at me as if saying not so tough are you now.
"Oh shut up," was all I said before feeling sleepy. Yawning, I rubbed my eyes. "You better catch me and hope you can stand me and my cr-" was all I was able to say before blacking out.
*rocks back and forth with hands behind back* so what do you think? do you like it? now i'm off to battle with the dreaded homework! byebye!
Victoria: yup, crazy as hell
Helena: no comment. don't forget to R&R!
both: thanks for reading!
-Bluebutterflywitch
