Words From Brierly: Hello, StarStruck fans! I (quite sadly!) recently got the opportunity to see this movie, and fell completely in love with it. Usually, I am not a big fan of the new Disney movies. Too many are guilty of copying one another, of overacting or just plain fake acting, and not an interesting enough storyline to make it all worthwhile in the end. No siree, I am a classic Disney Fan!
...but I loved this movie. Really, truly, loved it. So much I created a new fanfiction account for the sole purpose of writing fanfiction based off it! (Okay, so maybe I just want to write something and I'm avoiding my main fanfiction account since I haven't updated my stories there in awhile... but, my secret's safe with you guys, right?)
This will be my first, and depending on whether or not I get another story idea, perhaps only StarStruck fanfiction. It follows a similar plotline to the movie, but a little different as you can see in the summary I'll put below. No, it will not be like reading the movie's script. (Though I can think of one line so far that I pulled from the movie as a sort of reference, though it's altered a little.)
Oh, and no, my opening notes won't always be this long.
Full Summary: Jessica Olsen's family decides to spend their Christmas vacation at their northern winter cottage. Say hello to hot chocolate, winter blizzards, ski slopes, and cute ski instructors. Jessica is thrilled to be going, especially when her sister Sarah begs to be allowed to go to California to stay with her grandparents until Christmas. No crazy obsessed sister? Check. No hearing about Christopher Wilde INCESSANTLY? Double check. No Christopher Wilde PERIOD? Uh... not check?
Disclaimer: This will be my one and only disclaimer, to keep the rest of my chapters neat and orderly. The characters and other various elements of StarStruck belong to Disney (and whoever else), not me. If I make up any characters you didn't see in the movie, any places, or any new plot points, THOSE belong to me, but that's it. This disclaimer is for all future chapters of this story, and this story only.
STARSTRUCK CHRISTMAS
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Chapter One: Farewell Kalamazoo Part I
Jessica dropped her school backpack on the floor and walked over to the flashing answering machine. She pushed the 'play message' button and began taking off her winter jacket as she listened.
The first message was from her mom.
'Sarah, Jessica, whichever of you gets in first - your dad has to work a little late tonight and I've got my book club meeting, so you'll have to fend for yourselves for dinner tonight. Love you both!'
Before the second message began to play, the front door suddenly opened. Jessica hung up her jacket and turned just in time to see her sister walk in. The second message began to play.
'Barbara, Howard and I won't be able to make it up to the cabin for Christmas until early Christmas morning. I'm terribly sorry, I know you and the girls were looking forward to spending the break with us. Call me back when you get a chance, sweetie!'
"We won't be stuck in the cabin playing bingo with old people the whole break. Bummer," Sarah said sarcastically, unable to hide the small grin from her face. Jessica rolled her eyes.
"Would it kill you to spend time with grandma?" Jessica asked, walking into the kitchen. Her sister followed not far behind, examining her nails.
"No, and we'll still get to! Come on Jess, you can't seriously want to just hang out with old people - which, FYI, includes our parents - when there are cute boys to meet." Sarah's eyes twinkled at the thought, and she gave a small squeal of excitement.
Head in the refrigerator looking for a snack, Jessica said, "I would have thought you'd rather stay at grandma's until she came to the cabin. I mean, she does live in Hollywood. Isn't that near where whats-his-face lives?" The last part was spoken bitterly, as Jessica thought of the pop star her sister was so obsessed over: Christopher Wilde, pretty boy extraordinaire. Not a day went by that Jessica wasn't reduced to locking herself in her room to avoid hearing about the singer.
"You're right," Sarah whispered, a look of wonder suddenly on her face. Jessica closed the fridge, leaning against it as her sister paced the kitchen. "I could meet Christopher! THE Christopher Wilde! Oh-my-gosh. We'd meet, we'd fall in love-" Jessica snorted at that part "-he'd ask me to be his girlfriend instead of that ridiculously obnoxious Alexis Bender. Oh, can't you just picture it?" Sarah sighed, wrapping her arms around herself as she got lost in her own daydreams.
"Not really," Jessica muttered, disgusted at her sisters behaviour. Still, this could potentially be quite good for her. No Sarah meant no hearing about Christopher Wilde every second of every waking day...
"-he might even come back to the cabin with me!" Jessica heard her sister say, clearly continuing some conversation that the younger of the two had completely tuned out.
Knowing that her sister was beyond noticing, Jessica slipped out of the kitchen without another word.
"No. Absolutely not. We're supposed to spend Christmas together as a family!" Jessica's mother protested. Sarah had confronted her parents as soon as they'd gotten home about Jessica's "brilliant idea" about her going to California, and so far, it wasn't being well received.
"But grandma is family, and I feel bad that she'll be all alone!" Sarah said, pouting. Jessica rolled her eyes. Did her sister honestly expect that to work?
"She won't be alone, she has Howard," the girls father explained gently. "It's a sweet gesture, Sarah, but I think your mother's right."
"I hate the cold! I'd just be miserable, and I'm... I'm really sad that we won't get to spend the full two weeks with grandma. I miss her." Sarah sniffled, clearly trying to play the sympathy card. Jessica saw her parents look at one another. She could see the decision in their eyes already.
"Alright," their mother agreed reluctantly. "If it's alright with your grandmother and Howard, you can stay with them and come up with them on Christmas Day."
"THANK YOUUUUUUU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" Sarah screamed, jumping up and down and running over to hug both of their parents.
"I guess I should go call her now." Their mother walked out of the room, leaving them alone with their dad. He looked up at Jessica.
"Do you want to go too? I know you haven't seen your grandmother in two years," he added. Jessica shook her head, smiling.
"No, it's alright, we'll get to hang out a lot when grandma comes up to the cabin. Besides, I wouldn't want to intrude on Sarah's time with them. I'm sure they'll be so busy," Jessica added, looking at her sister for a reaction. "I mean, grandma will probably have so many plans for them."
"P-p-plans?" Sarah repeated, the excited grin suddenly gone from her face. "What... 'plans?'"
"Oh, you know, going to grandma's bridge club, getting your hair done at that salon she goes to, going to the movies... fun stuff. You'll love it," Jessica added, knowing for a fact her sister would not love it. Not if it got in the way of her stalking Christopher Wilde.
Once their father had left the room, Sarah walked up to her younger sister, fuming.
"Just what do you think you are doing, little sister?" Sarah hissed, eyes blazing. Jessica gave Sarah a gentle push so that she wasn't in Jessica's face anymore.
"Technically, I'm helping you. You could have seemed more excited about it, though. Mom and dad barely bought your sob story, I'm surprised they're even letting you go. Plus, I'm giving you a heads up on what you're dealing with. Do you honestly expect grandma to just let you waltz out of her house and drive all over California stalking some guy?"
"Some guy!" Sarah repeated, mortified. "Christopher Wilde is more than just 'some guy.' He is an amazing artist, a kind, sweet guy with the most gorgeous blue eyes I have ever seen on anyone. He is an incredible human being, not just 'some guy.'"
"Whatever," Jessica said. "My point is, you need to be careful before they decide not to let you go at all."
"And why do you care so much, huh?" Sarah demanded, crossing her arms. "You hate Christopher Wilde, and you don't care much for me either."
"Because if you're gone for a week, I won't have to listen to you talk about Christopher Wilde. And maybe if you actually meet him, by some freak chance, you'll realize what an idiot he is!" Jessica shouted. She turned to leave, not wanting to continue the conversation, but Sarah grabbed Jessica's shoulder and forced her to turn around.
"TAKE - THAT - BACK."
"No."
"You know, I don't get you. You listen to Christopher Wilde's music all the time. Why do you hate him so much? And don't say it's because I'm obsessed, I know that's not it. So spill, sister. What's your problem?" Sarah asked.
"My problem? My problem? Christopher Wilde is like every other celebrity out there. He dates someone because they make him look better or because he's expected to, not because he actually likes them. His parents live in his house, he probably has eight cars-"
"Six," Sarah interrupted.
"WHATEVER. He probably had four before he even had his driver's license. He's not real, Sarah. He probably doesn't even know what that means. So, yes, I'm sorry that I don't get your infatuation with him - I really, really don't - but I just can't be crazy about someone like that." Jessica waited for her sister to argue that Christopher Wilde was very real, and to ramble on about why, but to her surprise, Sarah stayed quiet. When the silence between them stretched on, Jessica pulled out of her sisters grasp and walked out of the room. The last thing she heard before she got up the stairs was her sisters voice.
"If that's true, you shouldn't hate him. You should feel sorry for him."
End Thoughts: Well, there you go, the first chapter. The rest will probably be longer, and without the hugee introduction notes at the start. I'm not sure yet if I've got the hang of the characters, so they might seem a bit off, but I think for the most part I at least didn't butcher them soo that's good. I'm trying to give a bit more reason for why Jessica hates Chris so much, since I feel like the actual reason was such a small part of the movie.
I'd really appreciate if you guys would review and tell me what you think of the first chapter. I'm not the type of writer who expects reviews before posting the next chapter, so I'm not going to practically blackmail you into reviewing - not my style! - but I would like to hear your thoughts on this story, or whatever you feel like saying in your review.
