Change the Devil's Mind; Hot Roller
I don't own anything Fright Night! Just my own characters! I hope you guys enjoy my first Fright Night fanfic. Here's Change the Devil's Mind, chapter one, Hot Roller.
"Oh! Charley will be so excited!" Jane Brewster gushed into the phone, before pausing to listen to the other end. "Don't worry, sweetie. My lips are sealed." Although the person on the line couldn't see, Jane had made a ziplock motion on her lips. "Okay, sweetie. See you soon." Jane said before hanging up the call.
Just as she had hung up the phone, Charley Brewster had descended the stairs, a rather excited looking grin on his face.
"Today's the day, Mom!" He said, smiling as he shrugged on his back pack.
Jane paused for a moment, thinking that he had overheard her on the phone and the big day he was referring to was the surprise. Just to be sure, she played along.
"And…what day is that?" She asked, sounding as if she had no idea what was going on, and raising her eyebrows slightly.
Charley stopped and puffed his chest out, smiling at his mother.
"The day I get that piece of shi—…crap bike to work." Charley said sheepishly as he noticed the look his mother was giving him when he almost cursed.
Jane smiled in relief, both at the fact that Charley hadn't cursed, and hadn't actually overheard who she was on the phone with.
"Yeah, okay honey. You let me know how that works out for you, all right?" Jane said mockingly. Charley had been trying to get that thing to run for forever. And he never was able to. Then she thought about the special phone call she'd just gotten from a very special person that Charley adored, and she smiled. This did not go unnoticed by her son who raised a brow at her before chuckling and kissing her on the cheek.
"You gotta believe in me, Mom. I can do this! I can fix this bike! And stop acting so weird. Love you." He said as he quickly rushed out of the house to work on his bike before school. Charley was definitely going to have a nice surprise when he got to school. In fact, Jane couldn't wait. Maybe this special visit would knock some sense into her son, and he would reconnect with his friend Ed again, and stop being such a jerk.
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"Please don't tell him, Auntie Jane. I want it to be a surprise!" A rather petite girl held the receiver of her cellphone to her ear, listening on the other end to her aunt, Jane Brewster. "Okay, good. But I'd better get going so I make it on time!" Again, the girl paused a moment before snapping her phone shut, ending the call. She tucked the phone into the pocket of a pair of faded light blue skinny's that hugged her hourglass bottom nicely, showing off her lower curvature. The jeans were tucked into a pair of dark green, suede, 5'' heels that laced up front and zipped in the back. The shoes matched her shirt, which was also dark green and long sleeved. The design of the shirt was different, seeming torn and almost 'wrapped' around her, like a mummy. However, it did show off the rest of her curves. It was the whole ensemble, though, that contrasted terrifically with her light skin, dark mass of hair, and bright golden, green-brown eyes.
If it weren't for the sleek, black motorbike she was sitting on, she would have looked like some sort of Earth child who lived in a forest. Which was partly true, considering she had just moved to Vegas from a small ocean-on-one-side-forest-on-the-other-side town in California called Albion. To be honest, Albion was her favorite place she had lived so far, so she wasn't too excited about the move. Except that her favorite little cousin, and favorite aunt lived in Vegas.
Regina Larson and her family moved around a lot due to her father being in the military. She didn't see much of her father, despite the fact that her and her mother, Lydia, moved around constantly with him. Regina was actually well out of high school, and old enough to live out on her own, being twenty-one, but she felt like she couldn't leave her mother with this life, so she would wait until her father retired. She also didn't know how to meet people. Because of her family moving all the time, Regina had been homeschooled by her mother, so she didn't have any "real" friends, let alone relationships.
Not that she minded. She enjoyed being around her mother. And it wasn't like she completely didn't have anyone. She knew a lot of people. Since Regina was homeschooled, she had a lot of free time, which she utilized by doing her two favorite hobbies; dancing and being in the "auto" business. Her specialty was building bikes and fixing them. So, wherever she had moved to, she would put adds in the paper, letting people know of her skills. So a lot of people asked for her help.
When she wasn't working on bikes, or out riding, Regina was dancing. Particularly ballet. Ballet was another thing that Lydia, Jane's sister and Regina's mother had taught her. Before Lydia met Stewart, Regina's father, she was a dance teacher at a ballet studio in New York. Lydia had studied dance since she was a tiny thing, and she'd been in multiple ballets throughout her lifetime. In fact, she could be considered "famous" to the dancing world. But then she met Steward and her life changed when they had Regina, and when he got his job in the military.
It wasn't all that bad the first few years of Regina's life. Her father didn't have to move a lot, so he had time to teach her all about bikes and everything he knew about them. Which is where she gained a lot of her knowledge before taking a serious interest in it and researching on her own. That was around the same time they had to start moving a lot.
Regina had owned quite a few bikes throughout the years and she had built them all, except for the very first little bike she owned as a little girl. And except for her newest motorbike which she named Charles on behalf of her favorite cousin. Charles was actually a piece of junk before she got her hands on it.
Speaking of Charley, her cousin, Regina was on her way to pay him a surprise visit at school, which she'd always wanted to do; she wanted to see what a real high school was like. But she also wanted to surprise Charley. Apparently he'd been acting like a royal jerk to his previous best friend, Ed, who Regina had met once before, and adored. So, she carefully tucked her messy curls into her shiny black helmet before revving up Charles and taking out of the city, toward Charley's school.
Well there it is! The first chapter of my first Fright Night fanfic! I know it's a little choppy, and a little short, but I would love anything you guys have to say to improve my writing! Let me know what you think in a review! And believe me, there will be SO much more to come. Let me know if I should update!
