Hey there(: I'm a newbie, and hopefully, this doesn't come out that bad... haha. I think there's already a story kind of like this on this site, but (I hope) that's ok cause I've been planning this for a while(: This is my take on the book/movie A Walk to Remember, Spashley style. And for those of you who haven't seen the movie, don't worry. It's pretty easy to follow, and Spencer will show up soon enough. The first chapter is kinda short and weird, but it's really important and you'll see why. Enjoy and tell me how I did, ok? Thanks for checking this out (:
Dedicated to Natalie (Little Miss FiiercelyBangiin) for getting my lazy ass to finally post this. And for being so damn cute. (:
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Tom Lynch & Nick Sparks are amazing though.
Pairing: Spencer and Ashley, of course(:
Characters: Landon Carter-Ashley. Jamie Sullivan-Spencer. Eric-Kyla. Dean-Glen. Belinda-Carmen. Margaret-Madison. Clay Gebhardt-Aiden. (Haha, he has like the smallest part.) And the rest is pretty easy to figure out, but if you have any questions, feel free to ask(:
Now, enough talking, let's get on with it!
A Walk to Remember
-Chapter 1-
It was the middle of a foggy and humid night. A sleek, ebony Porsche made its way down the twisted, abandoned dirt road. The curly-haired brunette inside the glossy vehicle was blaring rock music out the window, the sharp attractive features of her face seemed to be perfectly carved and shone flawlessly in the low luminosity of the moonlight. Her expression was apathetic, and her hard amber eyes gleamed with the brilliance of life and the passionless thrill that came with it.
This was Ashley Davies. The impossibly cruel, yet notoriously beautiful Ashley Davies. She was a heartbreaker who knew nothing more than endless parties and one-night stands. Both girls and guys alike threw themselves at her feet, only to end up the same; rejected and brokenhearted. That never stopped them though. They continuously looked for ways to join her flagrantly popular circle of friends, and went through brainless measures to prove themselves worthy, only to fail miserably in the process.
Tonight was no different.
Ashley turned the corner and pulled into the parking lot of the old deserted factory, ignoring the 'No Trespassing sign', where she honked at a couple who was heavily making out, pressed against a grimy dark blue truck.
"Hey, Glen," Ashley greeted breezily, her musical voice echoing through the night air.
The blond-haired boy groaned, but pulled apart from the Latina that was attached to his hips, slinging a lazy arm around her shoulders.
"Sup, Davies?" He nodded his head in greeting.
"You got any alcohol?"
"Nope. We finished it all back at school." Madison smirked. "Besides, I think you've had enough."
Ashley shrugged. Like she didn't already know that.
"Well I've got one." The girl standing next to Madison reached down and tossed the brunette a can of lukewarm beer. "It's not cold but it's yours if you want it," she piped up hopefully.
"Thanks, Carmen," she responded and downed it anyway, sighing inwardly.
She knew with no doubt that Carmen was not yet even close to being over her, but Carmen just never caught a hint. Ashley Davies did not do dating. She was like a little kid in that way, discovering a new toy but getting tired of it right away. No one could please her for more than a night. And it was certainly unheard of that anyone could ever earn her unconditional love.
Ashley's best friend, Kyla, swiftly hopped onto the hood of Glen's pick-up truck. "So, is he here yet?"
Carmen shrugged. "No, and I doubt he'll come."
"Oh he'll be here," Jake declared, grinning evilly. "They always show up."
Madison, who had tried to be silent, finally rolled her eyes and let out a protest. "You guys are animals, picking on him just because he's new."
"You shut up," Glen growled drunkenly, jabbing a finger in the Latina's face. "You've been talking shit all night."
Ashley quickly stepped between the two before things got out of hand. "Hey, take it easy. You know how it is. No one's forcing him to show up."
Madison shot Glen the evil eye, sticking her tongue out at him indignantly. Right as Glen was about to speak again, a russet van pulled in next to him.
"He's here!"
"Look at his ride. I bet that's his mom's," Ethan snickered as Aiden hopped out, as casual as he could make himself look. Ashley could tell he was shaking beneath his navy blue track jacket, and she hid a smirk.
Newbies.
"So tell me. Why are you so late, pretty boy? I thought," Glen stopped abruptly pretended to look down at his imaginary watch. "I thought I told you to be here at ten."
The raven-haired boy crossed his arms and didn't say a word.
"Ooh, I see. Pretty boy has attitude. Well ok, then. Ash, you know what to do."
Ashley nodded and smiled crookedly. "Ready to fly?"
Without a word, she stripped out of her tank top and shorts, leaving her in a skimpy black bikini. Ashley could feel everyone's eyes scrutinizing her toned stomach and long legs, and heard Aiden's heavy breathing behind her. She ignored it and made a small wave with her hand.
"Stop oogling and follow me, lover boy," the gorgeous brunette instructed strictly, disappearing behind tall reeds. Aiden quickly slipped out of his own clothes and did what he was told, eyes widening when he saw Ashley climb up the rungs of an ancient water tower. He inhaled the stale stench of air, and shook his fears off, bravely following her up the rusty ladder. Once they made it to the top, Ashley placed a hand on his shoulder.
"All you have to do is jump off this platform and into the pond, and you'll be one of us."
Aiden looked around, and suddenly wished he hadn't.
The tiny swamp along the inside of the fence looked miles away. Aiden shuddered as a cold breeze hit him, and he imagined what kinds of gross creatures would live under the murky depths. All of a sudden, the platform he was standing on seemed as flimsy as a piece of paper and terribly unstable. He cringed as nausea overtook him. The soft hand on his shoulder seemed to be the only thing that was keeping him from fainting.
"Hey," her voice floated out and greeted his ear gently. "It's not as hard as it looks. Believe me, I had to do it before."
The raven-haired boy still looked skeptical. "Really? Doesn't it hurt?"
Ashley shook her head and let out a nonchalant smile. "Don't worry about it. Here I'll even jump with you, if you want." She grabbed his hand. "On a count of three. 1… 2… 3!"
Aiden squeezed his eyes shut and leaped forward, grasping desperately for the hand that had already left him. The air nipped at his bare skin, and he trembled uncontrollably. Aiden was completely airborne, and felt the urge to scream as loud as he could, but his lungs had failed him and he had no control of his body whatsoever. The last thing he remembered before he plunged into the cold muddy waters was the sound of harsh taunting and unrecognized voices.
Ashley and her friends on the other hand, burst out into huge rounds of laughter and cheers. Another successful mission had come and gone.
"Nice one, Davies!" Glen hollered while Ashley did a little dance on top of the water tower. "Let's see if he'll come back now."
While everybody was too busy cheering and congratulating, Kyla stared at the swamp nervously. "Uh… I think we'll be lucky if he's even alive." Everyone went dead silent, their eyes traveling guiltily to the still pond.
Kyla was right. The raven-haired boy had been underwater for more than just a while.
"Ashley! Quick! Do something!" panicked Madison hysterically.
Ashley didn't need to be told twice and sprang into action. The brunette tore down the rungs of the ladder and dove into the cloudy liquid. With her hands, she blindly felt around until she got a grip of his slippery arm. She broke through the surface and gasped, panting heavily for much needed breath. The icy water mixed with the alcohol that had already intoxicated her system made it extremely hard to focus. "Guys! Help me drag him out!" she pleaded.
Ethan and Jake were quick to the rescue as they each took a hold of Aiden's limp arms and pulled him up onto the dock.
"Do you think he's alive?"
"Oh man, we better hope so," Glen worried. "I'm too young to be expelled, and you're too pretty to be in jail."
They gulped. It was all true. But right as he finished his sentence, a bright beam of light landed by their sodden shoes, followed by a gruff shout. "Hey! Who's there?" When all he got was nervous whispers for a response, the security guard pulled out his walkie-talkie. "We've got trespassers here at the factory. I need a squat car fast."
"Come on, Davies, we gotta run!" Glen urgently pulled at Ashley's arm but she refused to budge, bending down and checking for Aiden's pulse.
"Just go without me, I'll catch up," was all she said.
"I told you this was a bad idea!" Madison cried loudly as the blond boy shoved her headfirst into the truck.
"Shut up and move your fat ass!"
While all her friends were escaping as fast as they could, the shivering brunette pumped Aiden's chest desperately, praying for him to wake up.
As the screeching sirens got closer and closer, she finally panicked and left, finding her clothes and leaping into her Porsche. When her car roared to life, she quickly backed out of the lot; turning sharply and making a squat car swerve off the dirt road. However, the policeman quickly gained control and sped after Ashley, until they were neck and neck.
"Shit!" Ashley swore quietly as the cop shot her a scowl.
All of a sudden, he veered to the right, successfully herding the onyx Porsche straight into giant bushes and barrels of dirty water.
Ashley felt a sudden harsh jab in her left leg and throbbing pain on her forehead as she crashed. Coughing, she sunk back against the leather seats and she vaguely heard the policeman telling her to keep her hands on the wheel. She didn't even try to oppose.
Ashley Davies was stubborn and cocky, but she definitely knew when she was defeated.
What she didn't know was how she was going to talk her way out of this one.
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