Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, save for one. All other characters are owned by Ben Elton, lyrics by Queen and I don't own any other band names or references that I may have mentioned.
Chapter One
www/jenny -at- thesmith -dot- com
That was her name. She was the popular one. The cute one. Wavy, brown hair. Brown eyes. Tight shirt. Short skirt. She was a Ga Ga Girl. She could sing, and boy could she dance. Robotic moves to robotic music. A big, white smile on her plastic face the whole time. And she was happy.
That's how it was before the Bohemians had virtually destroyed Globalsoft and emailed the power of real rock and roll music to every Ga Ga Kid on Planet Mall. That's when it all changed.
She was still popular; still cute; and she could still dance. But she was no longer happy. Now that she wasn't ignorant to real music, she knew what she was missing and she knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted to be a Bohemian.
Her friends reacted precisely as she'd planned, too.
"You're leaving us for them?!"
"What a loser!"
"Ooooh!"
"I can't believe you're giving up the great life you have now just for this."
"Yeah!"
But she'd prepared her response.
"This is what I want." She wanted to break free from their lies. And that's just what she got. After that conversation, no Ga Ga Girl would ever call her a friend again.
She had been informed via email of the place where they lived: the Heartbreak Hotel. All she had to do was get there.
Now where was there...
Her pale pink bag was propped up by both shoulders as she slowly moved ahead on an unknown path. As she hesitantly glanced around a corner, she felt a jolt in her heartbeat as someone grabbed her bag from behind and threw her into a solid brick wall.
"Who are you?!" screamed the girl who held the former Ga Ga Girl to the wall with her forearm. The girl had wild, blonde hair with colourful highlights, fierce eyes and a dagger in her loose hand. She wore the most unusual clothing, too. A tight green corset was wrapped around her torso and her legs were covered by fishnet stockings and raggedy purple shorts. The silence must have been too long for her liking because she screamed again. "Hey, Ga Ga Girl! What are you doing here?"
Two of the blonde girl's friends stepped out from around the corner. One was a girl with long, purple hair tied in four or five different hair ties, dressed in a red, torn leather dress. The other was a boy in a leather jacket and jeans. His hair was brown and scruffy.
"I ain't no Ga Ga Girl!" she said, more bravely than she felt. That's when she noticed the purple-haired girl's eyes widen as if she was remembering something...
"Oh, a feisty one." The blonde girl growled. "What are you doing here?!"
"I was looking for the Heartbreak Hotel..."
"Spy!" The blonde girl used her forearm to push the former Ga Ga Girl into the wall before letting her go only for a second to put the dagger to her throat. "What do you want? Restart Globalsoft? Find Killer Queen? Kill the dreamer?" At her last comment, she jerked her head toward the boy.
"No! I don't want any of that!"
But the blonde girl wasn't listening. "Figgy, Scaramouche, zap her!"
There was a flash of light and a shockwave of thunder before the girl dressed in Ga Ga collapsed to the pavement.
She awoke tied to a wooden pole. A handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth to prevent any noise escaping her lips. The room was warm and dark. Nothing else was visible but the chair directly in front of her where the purple-haired girl sat.
"Why were you looking for the Heartbreak Hotel?" she asked. She was more calm than the blonde one, as she pulled the scarf from her prisoner's tongue.
"I want to be one of you."
Her face softened. "What?"
"I want to be a Bohemian. I can't go back to where I came from now, they all think I'm crazy."
"...You're serious?"
"Yeah."
Without losing eye contant, the purple-haired girl called out, "Figgy! Figgy, get down here!"
The boy ran down a set of stairs, ducking as to not hit his head on the ceiling. "What is it?"
"She wants to be a Bohemian."
He furrowed his brow. "Really?" A smile formed on his face. "I'm Galileo Figaro. They call me Figgy. And this is Scary Bush..."
"Scaramouche!" shouted the girl.
"I'm www/jenny -at- thesmith ..."
"No." Galileo said, "I knew someone like you would want to join us. I've got a name for you."
"Really? What is it?"
"Page."
"Page?"
"Yeah." Galileo smiled. He looked giddy and anxious. "Wanna learn about where I got it?"
"Yeah sure, but you can untie me first?"