So here's my 2nd SSX story, and again its a EddiexElise thing. I just like the pairing a lot.
Anyways, the idea from this came from the boarder interviews they have in the game. I love the interview because it gives each character such personality, makes them more real. When I read Elise's interview though I thought it was kind of sad how she didn't even mention Eddie at all and in his interview he talked all about her. So with that I tried to imagine what Eddie's reaction would be if he ever read the interview, and this where the story came from. So far I've written 5 chapters, but I'm thinking it will end up being closer to 9 chapters than anything. Enjoy and please review!
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Ch. 1 Overreaction
Eddie Wachowski lay down on the soft bed, kicking his shoes off and folding his arms behind his head. Though the race had just finished not that long ago he found himself not the least bit tired; in fact his lean body was still pumping with all the adrenaline he had accumulated from the excitement of the race. The problem was that Eddie had retired to his room to take a quick nap and now his mind and body were so restless that he couldn't fall asleep even if he tried.
The young boarder looked out of the window to try and occupy his mind, and could see the sun winking at him from behind some clouds. They were a dull grey, yet they had a certain fluffiness to them that made him wish he could rest his fro on them. After a while Eddie grew board of imagining being with the clouds and stared up at the ceiling, which was a weird brown color that reminded him of muddy snow. Why would anyone want to paint a ceiling that color? It wasn't soothing, it was just ugly. Perhaps if it was the same color as the clouds…
"Wow I'm really bored."
He always had problems focusing when he was bored. Eddie kind of figured that if he just moved his attention from one thing to another in a rapid fashion it would cure his boredom. This hypothesis never worked though.
"Man, I wish there was a race or something to watch, but the next race doesn't start for another three hours! Course I would have been in that race if stupid Psymon didn't go all nutcase and tackle me on the last ramp. I swear if I ever get the chance I'm gonna repay him for that."
Eddie let his imagination roam at the thought of gaining revenge on the psycho boarder. His plans started out simple and grew more and more complex with timers, giant snowballs, and trap doors somehow inserted into the course. Eddie cackled at his schemes. They helped him let off a little steam.
The imaginary death plans only entertained him for so long, and after a little while Eddie once again grew board. He came up with the genius idea of reading whatever was closest to him, which happened to be a boarder magazine lying on the edge of the bed. Eddie wasn't a big fan of magazines, and the only magazines he did read where technology and computer ones. Call him a nerd if you will. Either way, a boarder magazine didn't seem too interesting to the freckled kid as he picked it up.
The magazine was called Xtreme Boarding and they were given the privilege to be the only magazine to cover the SSX circuit. Xtreme Boarding did not only cover all the races but also got detailed looks at the courses, boarder interviews, and commentary by the infamous Rahzel. As an act of gratitude and publicity Xtreme Boarding gave all the SSX boarders a free copy of each issue as they came out. Eddie usually flipped through it casually before throwing it away without much though. It was what was on the cover though that caught Eddie's attention, or rather who was on the cover. He found himself looking at a picture of the curvy, blonde Canadian posing on the magazine cover. Turns out that the boarder interview for this month was with none other than Elise Riggs herself. The cover boasted that the exclusive interview gave a personal insight into the life and competitive mind of the bombshell of the SSX world. Eddie couldn't help but snort at this statement; he happened to know that they asked the all the boarders the exact same questions for these magazine interviews and they were rather simplistic, like which course is their favorite and such. Either way he was rather excited to not only have something to help stave off the boredom, but also to see what Elise had said. Eddie quickly flipped through the pages and started to read.
The interview started with a quick little biography of Elise, saying how her competitive nature drove her to greatness in the SSX circuit. Eddie continued to read the interview with much gusto, but when his eyes reached one specific question towards the middle of the page the smile disappeared from his freckled face.
Have you made any friends on the tour? Enemies?
I'm not here to make friends. This is a rough sport; sometimes people forget that. There are some on the tour who seem to think it's all a big party, some kind of popularity contest. I know better; I'm here to win, and if you get in my way, you're going down.
It felt as though someone had dropped a lead weight into the pit of his stomach. She didn't even mention him. Not once. It was as though the close bond that they had formed over the many months meant nothing to her. Was Elise just friends with him so she could take advantage of him in races; use him to help bypass the other racers and then take the gold for herself? Eddie felt his head spinning . . .
Eddie knew that Elise liked to keep up the appearance of being the independent competitor that could knock others out with her tough tactics and deadly curves, but this felt like betrayal. When the other boarders had been interviewed for Xtreme Boarding and had been asked the same question they all mentioned their close bonds with some of the boarders and loathing of others. Eddie himself had talked about Elise when the question was presented to him, and now he felt slightly annoyed and embarrassed that he did so. He had gushed on about her while she failed to even mention his name.
"Dumb blonde bitch," Eddie mumbled underneath his breath. Maybe it seemed silly that a simple interview had the redhead so riled up, but Eddie felt sincerely hurt by it. She had even gone out of her way to mention Marisol, whom was the person that he knew Elise was referring to when she said 'there are some on the tour who seem to think it's all a big party.' One of Elise's favorite pastimes was to complain about the young Venezuelan, and on more than one occasion the blonde had told Eddie that Marisol seemed to forget that this was a competition and not just one big party. So her hatred of Marisol was even more important to her then their friendship it seemed.
"Fine then, she's obviously not here to make friends. Now she won't have Eddie Wachowski to push around and complain to anymore." Eddie crumpled up the magazine in his hands and threw it against the wall with all his might, and quickly putting his shoes back on he decided to take his anger out on the slopes and stormed out of the room.
