Hi everyone! I had written a Shark Tale Fan Fic before called "Material Girl", featuring Lola, but I eventually got bored with it because no one reviewed it so I deleted it. :~( So I decided to write a new one with an OC, whom is basically a fish loosley based off of me (hence her name is Jessica, too), except for her age, species, and religion. I have a crush on Lenny, so I want him to have someone of his own, and that's where our story begins.
Note: The city I came up with has nothing to do with Spongebob because it was the only other thing that sounded right with city. But anyways, on with ze story.
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I looked around one last time at my bedroom, sighing in angst. It would be the last I would see these pink walls and coral dresser. Why? I work as an entertainment journalist for the Shell City Times, or at least I was before they had to let me go due to "monetary issues." I guess that's their way of saying, "We like you, but we want to spend our clams on someone more experienced." Now accumulate that with the rising cost of living, and in a clamshell I need to find somewhere else to live.
Oops. I guess I'm getting ahead of myself. An introduction is probably necessary. My name is Jessica Finilli, and I'm a 20 year old native of Shell City, another fish-inhabited city a considerable 20 miles from the more prominent Reef City. I enjoy cooking, painting, having fun with friends, and going to church. Something that may surprise you is the identity of my older sister: Lola. But I promise to God that we are nothing, I repeat NOTHING alike!
While I enjoy the occasional gift or two, Lola is quite a rapacious, materialistic girl. Silk, jewels, perfume, if it's worth a lot and it makes her look good, she wants it. To make matters worse, Lola doesn't work to purchase these fine luxuries. Instead she flirts with rich guys ready to shower her with expensive gifts. This wouldn't be nearly as successful if my sister wasn't so naturally gorgeous. Big, sexy lips. Seducing eyes. Long, glittering hair, and a perfectly curved figure. My sister has all these and more.
Not only are our personalities different, there's also a glaring difference between our appearance. We do have the same build per se, but our coloring is impeccably contrasting. While she's mostly tan and red, I'm mostly purple with green stripes on my body, tail, and fins. In fact, my fins are completely green. My hair is also colored purple with red stripes. In addition, I wear glasses. Apparently just because I have optical corrections it's a turn off to male fish, along with my extensive vocabulary which you might have noticed.
I'm sorry I'm getting so off the subject, but I don't want anyone to think I'm a gold digger like Lola. Anyways, since I can no longer afford to live in Shell City, I've decided to move to Reef City. My father had been in good relations with a puffer fish named Sykes there who co-owns a whale wash with another fish named...what was his name? Oliver? Orson? Eh, I can't remember. Something with an O. But the point is I called him a few days ago and he's willing to give me a job there, especially considering the circumstances. To make a long, sad story short, my father is...well, not here anymore.
So as I said, I gave my apartment one last look before placing the rest of my things in my nondescript suitcase and departing towards the station, my heart filling with both the thrill of starting a new life and the grief of leaving an old one. On my way, I passed by many fish, all the different colors, and wondered if any of them were going through the emotions passing me. I fingered the small cross hanging around my neck Dad had given me at my Confirmation (we Finillis are strongly Catholic), and it brought me some reassurance, and for moment I thought I almost heard his voice.
I was not as tense as I hopped onto the whale heading for Reef City, clutching my suitcase in my fin.
When I arrived in Reef City, I could not help but gape at its huge size. Electronic billboards flash advertisements of well-known products like Coral Cola as millions of different fish swim by me. Small family shops selling flowers and other simple goods are strikingly contrasting to the towering office buildings and department stores right next door. Gee, I don't think Shell City had as many colors in its population than this one.
What worried me the most was the ominous presence of a few sharks nearby, no doubt from the mob. The Shark Mob was known to pass through Reef City from time to time, one of the reasons Shell City inhabitants rarely travel there for reasons besides business. I prayed silently I'd be fine around them, though I couldn't help but still worry.
Just as I was trying to find a decent place to stay, I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Jessica?" I turned around, and you wouldn't believe in a million years who it was.
My sister Lola.
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A/N: Well readers, that's the first chapter so far! I'm not sure whether this story is going to stay K+ or not, but we shall soon see. Yes, I know fish don't actually have hair, but that's just what they refer it as.
