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'Ship: TheRox (Theresa and Fox)

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A/N:The relationships I have here are Theresa and Fox, Whitney and Chad, Grace and Sam, Kay and Miguel, Beth and Antonio, Pilar and Alistar, Eve and Julian, Ethan and Gwen (only in the beginning), Jessica and Reese (hopefully someone who reads this shall know him) Fancy and Luis, Sheridan and Chris (only in the beginning. Jared may appear. Noah and Paloma will be paired off with other people that I create. I like them together but for my story it works better if they are not together. Oh and Rebecca will just whore herself off as per usual. JT, Spike and anyone else shall be bystanders and appear every so often.

A/N: This is an alternate reality, but I am going to try and keep the same situations as much as possible.

A/N: This is begins a couple of years ago. That is all! ENJOY!

Chapter 1

Boy Doesn't Meet the Girl

He watched the little girl draw in the servants lounge. She was scrawny and

short. Her buck tooth smile showed as she gave her drawing to her mother's

friend. All the maids loved her, their little angel. He wanted to say hi before he left

in a week, but he knew she'd ignore him. He had already ruined several of her

tea parties she held for the few dolls she'd bring to the mansion. Fox had used

scary masks, flickered the lights, and had even used water balloons to get her

attention. He did not understand why she never chased him. He knew that she

wanted to because every time he pulled a prank on her she would look so

furious. He always thought she looked prettier when she flared up. Still he had

yet to work up the courage to say hi. He doubted he'd ever get another chance

like this.

She knew he was watching her. She could see him in the corner of her eye. Yet

the simple act of seeing him meant nothing if she couldn't run after him. Her

mother had forbidden her from bothering any of the Cranes and just to stay in the

lounge. She knew her mother's job was all they had besides Luis' paper route.

That was the only reason she didn't pound the living daylights out of him,

whoever he was. She had seen him a few times, but she just didn't know his

name. She had been told he was going to go off to expensive boarding schools

far away next week. She wasn't going to let a boy get in between her and her

dream, to draw. Since they were poor her mom couldn't buy her picture books,

so instead she would take paper from her school and traced the dresses of the

women in the old magazines that were left in the lounge. It was fun, kept her

busy and HIM away from her dolls. She was sure that if she ever showed him her

drawings he'd laugh at her and then tear them apart. The scrawny boy that

terrorized her was never going to get a hold of her drawings, even if they were

just tracings and not really her work.

A/N: Please review because I don't know if I am going to continue this because I am going to change Theresa's Song quite a bit, but if this is liked then I'll work on this one more since I have more chapters and plots lined up for this one.