Miley - Jane
Joe - Maxwell
Nick - William
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Plain Jane: Chapter One
Janes' point of view;
I only like one person right now out of this whole country; and that's me, myself and I. There's a possibility that my dad may be likeable in the future, but right now? Hell no. I mean, who locates his daughter and a monster to an island called England? Yes freaking England; I mean coming from a small town in Texas really isn't helping with the whole pale people and I'm practically like a burnt mushroom standing next to them kind of way but I've heard that their accent's are to die for. Which is interesting.
The only reason we're moving here is because of that monster, the she-devil and satan itself. Praise the lord once she finally gets sick of us and decides to move back to hell; where she belongs but I have a feeling she'll be sticking around for a while just to make sure she deep-cleanses my dads money and hides it up her stupid peachy ass. This is the woman he cheated on my mom with, or mum as they say in England, the woman who caused my mom to go insane and depressed; who ended off in a mental institute due to her breakdowns and won't be out for a good few years if she's lucky but my dad did say I could go see her a few times a year; only when I don't have to go to school.
Normal point of view;
Jane stumbled out of the moving van that appeared outside of her new house, they looked a lot smaller than the ones back in the USA but they were apparently more expensive to live in. It had a dark brick layout, which spread towards their garage, it's pale windows slightly stuck out more than the walls itself, and a bright blue door shone ahead of her, the number 16 written on in Italic writing. Jane walked in front of the van to go to the car her dad had driven in with his 'wife' which she had refused to go in, and instead ended up riding upfront with two of the moving men, something she wasn't fazed by and only glad about. She opened the boot of the car, getting her laptop out of it's case and putting her headphones in that had been sticking out of the neck of her top. She knew that if she hadn't of done that - her dad would of tried to talk to her, to apologise again for the hundredth time in a few hours.
Jane quickly grabbed her backpack, and threw it over her shoulder but with a tight grip so that it wouldn't slip out of her hands. She slowly started to walk up the front garden, only to hear a muffled 'Jane' being shouted after her by her father; with a quick move she had turned the volume up on her iPod and quickened her pace into the house to open the door and disappear behind it. Her father, David sighed in disbelief.
"She'll never forgive us.." He mumbled towards his wife, a frown cracked onto his face.
Millie laughed, "You mean she'll never forgive you babe." And with that she kissed his cheek before wandering into the brick house, leaving the door open behind her. Leaving him in more disbelief, 'had she really just said that? Why would she?' But with that, he shook the thought off before he swiftly moved to talk to the men he had hired.
"JANE!" David shouted up the stairs, "Dinner's ready, hurry up before it gets cold!" He took his hand off the banister before walking back into the dining room, boxes packed on top of each other, with only the diningroom table, oven and fridge being placed into the room properly. Before he could sit down he heard the running of footsteps coming down the stairs in a hurry.
Janes' point of view;
And there they were, Millie and my dad. Acting like they'd never done anything wrong, like we were all just one small happy family, like she hadn't destroyed anything in her wake when she decided to seduce my father. They had made the quickest decision to move out here as soon as my mom was placed into a mental building. Maybe it was her idea for it? How could they find out without someone telling about my mom's break down? Only Millie, the devil it's self would do that to someone. A homewreaker. A bitch.
I just stared at them blankly for a few seconds, my dad stared at me waiting for me to speak, to forget about everything that's happened, he's been hoping for me to forget but he knows that I won't. I gripped onto my coat tighter before speaking, "I'm going out, to explore this place.." I grumbled before picking my backpack up from the floor and resting it upon my back.
He didn't say anything, he just nodded towards me and that was it, his glance was taken off me and onto the food. That bitch just smirked at me for a few seconds before turning her glaze towards her wine. Alcoholic. So with that, I walked. I walked away from the new house through the streets of a new town, a new country and a new street. The lights were already on, the sky starting to fall black and no sign of stars yet had lay upon them. Before I knew it, I was walking towards a field. A field full of trees scattered around, a tennis court was stupidly placed in the middle of it..
In the distance I heard the voice of someone huff and groan in tiredness and I couldn't stop myself walking towards the noise. It intrigued me, was this going to be the first British person that I'd ever talk to? Would their accent really be able to make my legs go into jelly?..Would they even like me if I tried to talk? And there they were, in the distance I could make out a tall figure, batting their way into exhaustion as it seemed as I moved closer. Their huffing and puffing become more clearer as it dawned me, there was a guy. Right in front of me, a guy that couldn't possibly look so hot in the dark. His fiercely handsome looks outshone any guy that I had ever laid my eyes on, his dark locks that were so thick they could smother you; but in a sexy way of course, his eyes that could even betray the smartest girl to unveiling her beauty towards him and his tall, tanned muscular build seemed way to prefect for someone who lives in Britain. Maybe I won't be like a burnt mushroom after -
Shit, he has seen me. I'm gawking at him like a freaking yawning whale. This has to be by far the most embarrassing thing I've done since I've come here and I've only been here for a few hours.
Normal point of view;
Before Jane could quickly wander away, the guy started to smile towards her direction, his white teeth grinned at her and before Jane could do or say anything else - a baseball from the machine that this guy was using had swung out and smacked him in the ribs. He winced in pain before making a swift move forwards to avoid being hit again whilst grabbing onto his side as he tried to swallow his pain. All he could see was this girl staring at him, in amazement as it seemed and in awe - not to mention a frown had risen across her face as he winced in pain.
"Are you ok?" Jane asked quickly, moving towards the boy who was behind the metal cage that divided them.
He started to smile, showing his pearly whites once again; his pain slowly drifting away as she awaited for an answer. He could tell straight away that she wasn't from around here, her accent definitely gave her away. "Yes." He started to chuckle to himself, "I wasn't expecting it to hurt so much; that's all." As soon as he started to speak back towards her, edging closer to the cage, Jane couldn't help but awe towards the fact that everyone was right. Who wouldn't love a guy with such an attractive accent? So strong yet you could still make everything out as normal. He watched a grin shine onto her lips, how she beamed ear to ear at hearing his voice. "It's Max." He spoke when she didn't reply. Placing his bat down on the ground, leaning against the side of the cage.
"Jane.." She whispered back towards him, a smile still balanced onto her face. She couldn't help herself, but she knew straight away that maybe England wouldn't be so bad after all. Only now she might make friends, friends that will stick with her, maybe even ones she can start to eventually trust. She only figured all this out now, all due to this one guy that stood tall in front of her; who wasn't effected by the pain he had just endured moments ago, a guy that had just given her hope in just thirteen words.
Authors Note: Do you guys like this? I honestly do, and I know exactly how to plan this whole thing out! I'm going to try and make it longer, the whole thing; every chapter. I'm also going to try and slow things down a little, not by too much but I'm not just going to jump right in and let things be figured out so easily as normal. I'm also going to try and update this regularly too, and I won't let you guys down with that! I will finish this story. And thanks for those whose been sticking by my stories and still might remember them too. I'm also thinking about finishing one of my other stories, but just pm me hat you guys think I should do and which one I should finish. I hate them not all being complete. So it's up to you guys. Make my day, or week, or month! :)