A/N: This is simply a fanfic... fic as in fiction. Fiction based on fiction. I don't hate Marissa nor do I love her. I understand that some of you might hate this and subsequently me, but really, you don't have to tell me. It's simply a story with no societal value. I am not even sure that I have Marissa's voice but since it's AU... although that's no excuse.
The story is written in first person diary form.
I actually thought about this story first as an Anna/Summer revenge on Seth but I changed my mind.
Rating: PG 13 for now. I don't think I'll get into any gory details at all... if I do, it'll be in the later chapters.
Summary: Marissa teaches everyone a lesson.
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I told Ryan that I love him and guess what he said? Just take a wild guess. He said NOTHING! The first time I told him I loved him he said, "Thank you." What the hell kind of response is that? O.K. I don't know if I love him, but he said that he "wants things to work out," so I was hoping that he'd stay. Like, seriously, he's a cute guy, a great kisser and when I need him, he's there. I don't even have to snap my fingers and he's there. What more can a girl want? What a girl wants, what a girl needs... damn, I hate to admit it but I love Christina Aguilera.
So I just moved into my Mom's new mansion and it just plain sucks. I hate that bitch and I hate her husband more. Or do I? I kind of think I hate my mother more because she's the devil. She's got these really big round eyes that remind me of my pet frog, Spanky. Oh... wait a minute, Spanky was my goldfish... or was he my turtle? No.. no.. the turtle was a 'she' not a 'he'. Damn, I've already forgotten it but can you blame me? I had so many pets. All I had to do was ask and I got it. Wow, it's great to be me. Well, it used to be but now it just plain sucks.
So my life is all sorts of crap. Oh my God! Guess what I just realized!?!?! It's like Seth Cohen and I have exchanged places! EEK! Can you believe he had the guts to tell me some crap about chasing Ryan away? Hello, I am not a skank and my name is not Theresa. Can you believe that Ryan's ex got pregnant and she doesn't know who the father is? What a slut! And Seth had the guts to blame me! Last year, he would have kissed the ground I walked on but now he thinks he can say shit to me. And then he stole my best friend, Summer, away from me. Suddenly, she was too busy to hang out because she and "Seth had plans." Plans my ass. Like what? The Star Trek convention? But now that he ran away because his crush Ryan skipped town, she wants to be with me. She wants to talk about him. Like I care. I have much bigger fish to fry. Like revenge.
Yep, everyone's going to pay for making my life hell. And it's going to be cold. I read somewhere that revenge is best served cold. What the hell does that mean? Yesterday, for lunch, I had a cold grape. It was red and juicy and after peeling the skin and eating it in two bites, I ate the flesh in four tiny bites. And it was delicious. I really enjoy eating grapes. I had the urge to have an apple for dinner but I resisted and had half a peanut. Peanuts are nutritious. But I think I prefer a grape. A cold grape. So maybe they mean that serving revenge cold means it'll be delicious? Whatever, it doesn't matter because I am going to enjoy every minute of this. No... they can't do this to me and get away with it.
First, it's Ryan for being a bastard and leaving me. And next time, he's going to be on his knees begging me to tell him I love him. And that low-class opportunist Theresa is going to wish she'd never left Chino. And Caleb... oh, Caleb thinks he can blackmail me? By the time I'm done, he'll be paying Dad to take me back. And Mom... forget her - she doesn't deserve any words. Any woman that sleeps with her daughter's boyfriend has got it coming. And Seth... oops. I just spilled some vodka on my shirt! Damn. And I love this shirt. Caleb gave me a credit card and I went crazy. Wow. If feels great to have unlimited spending money. I went to this boutique and got this shirt for $895. It was on sale! I was so happy! Not that I should care anymore, but good habits die hard... I guess, I cannot help being careful with money. But now I've ruined it with this vodka. I really should have poured it into a glass, but I love it so much - I can't wait to drink it. Last year, it used to burn my throat but now it feels as smooth as cranberry juice - only better. Ah... I love vodka... what was I saying before? Yes, Seth that dumb twit. Yeah, he'd better pray he gets lost at sea, because whatever he's got going on there can't be as bad as what's waiting for him here. And Summer... it's going to be winter from now on. Or, she's going to change her 'EWs' to 'OWs.' Wow, I'm smart. And funny. But, whatever. The fact is, that dumb witch is going to wish she'd never been born - no one ditches me and lives to tell the tale. Yeah, they are all going to suffer.
The story is written in first person diary form.
I actually thought about this story first as an Anna/Summer revenge on Seth but I changed my mind.
Rating: PG 13 for now. I don't think I'll get into any gory details at all... if I do, it'll be in the later chapters.
Summary: Marissa teaches everyone a lesson.
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I told Ryan that I love him and guess what he said? Just take a wild guess. He said NOTHING! The first time I told him I loved him he said, "Thank you." What the hell kind of response is that? O.K. I don't know if I love him, but he said that he "wants things to work out," so I was hoping that he'd stay. Like, seriously, he's a cute guy, a great kisser and when I need him, he's there. I don't even have to snap my fingers and he's there. What more can a girl want? What a girl wants, what a girl needs... damn, I hate to admit it but I love Christina Aguilera.
So I just moved into my Mom's new mansion and it just plain sucks. I hate that bitch and I hate her husband more. Or do I? I kind of think I hate my mother more because she's the devil. She's got these really big round eyes that remind me of my pet frog, Spanky. Oh... wait a minute, Spanky was my goldfish... or was he my turtle? No.. no.. the turtle was a 'she' not a 'he'. Damn, I've already forgotten it but can you blame me? I had so many pets. All I had to do was ask and I got it. Wow, it's great to be me. Well, it used to be but now it just plain sucks.
So my life is all sorts of crap. Oh my God! Guess what I just realized!?!?! It's like Seth Cohen and I have exchanged places! EEK! Can you believe he had the guts to tell me some crap about chasing Ryan away? Hello, I am not a skank and my name is not Theresa. Can you believe that Ryan's ex got pregnant and she doesn't know who the father is? What a slut! And Seth had the guts to blame me! Last year, he would have kissed the ground I walked on but now he thinks he can say shit to me. And then he stole my best friend, Summer, away from me. Suddenly, she was too busy to hang out because she and "Seth had plans." Plans my ass. Like what? The Star Trek convention? But now that he ran away because his crush Ryan skipped town, she wants to be with me. She wants to talk about him. Like I care. I have much bigger fish to fry. Like revenge.
Yep, everyone's going to pay for making my life hell. And it's going to be cold. I read somewhere that revenge is best served cold. What the hell does that mean? Yesterday, for lunch, I had a cold grape. It was red and juicy and after peeling the skin and eating it in two bites, I ate the flesh in four tiny bites. And it was delicious. I really enjoy eating grapes. I had the urge to have an apple for dinner but I resisted and had half a peanut. Peanuts are nutritious. But I think I prefer a grape. A cold grape. So maybe they mean that serving revenge cold means it'll be delicious? Whatever, it doesn't matter because I am going to enjoy every minute of this. No... they can't do this to me and get away with it.
First, it's Ryan for being a bastard and leaving me. And next time, he's going to be on his knees begging me to tell him I love him. And that low-class opportunist Theresa is going to wish she'd never left Chino. And Caleb... oh, Caleb thinks he can blackmail me? By the time I'm done, he'll be paying Dad to take me back. And Mom... forget her - she doesn't deserve any words. Any woman that sleeps with her daughter's boyfriend has got it coming. And Seth... oops. I just spilled some vodka on my shirt! Damn. And I love this shirt. Caleb gave me a credit card and I went crazy. Wow. If feels great to have unlimited spending money. I went to this boutique and got this shirt for $895. It was on sale! I was so happy! Not that I should care anymore, but good habits die hard... I guess, I cannot help being careful with money. But now I've ruined it with this vodka. I really should have poured it into a glass, but I love it so much - I can't wait to drink it. Last year, it used to burn my throat but now it feels as smooth as cranberry juice - only better. Ah... I love vodka... what was I saying before? Yes, Seth that dumb twit. Yeah, he'd better pray he gets lost at sea, because whatever he's got going on there can't be as bad as what's waiting for him here. And Summer... it's going to be winter from now on. Or, she's going to change her 'EWs' to 'OWs.' Wow, I'm smart. And funny. But, whatever. The fact is, that dumb witch is going to wish she'd never been born - no one ditches me and lives to tell the tale. Yeah, they are all going to suffer.