17 Again
What happens if when Mike was 17 again and fell in love with Maggie? What happens if he was 17 and cannot return being 37?
Oh and by the way, this is my 2nd fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own the movie 17 again.
What if?
MIKE POV
I was walking around in my senior high school. I saw my senior high school team and along with the past teams. I end up staring at the was like he was staring at the confidence, smiling image of his youth.I kept staring at it.
"You know someone in that picture?" a voice said startling my thoughts.
I turns around and see a tall, kind-faced old, janitor stands behind him, mop in hand.
"Yeah, I do. Me. I'm in the centre there," I replied.
"Adolscene can be cruel," he says.
"What are you talking about?" I ask I added "I had life by the balls in that picture. Everything was possible. Then a few minutes later, pffffft, all gone."
"For of all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these: `It might have been...' " the janitor replied.
"That'll be my epitaph," I told him.
"We all have regrets," was all he said.
"Why's it have to be this way?" I asked him.
"Maybe it does. Maybe it doesn't. You never know who's listening Michael" he replied.
I wistfully eyes the old photo and looks back to the janitor.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"What are you doing dad?" my son Alex asks
ALEX, 15, messy hair and slight, and MAGGIE, 17 and awkwardly pretty, appear at the other end of the hall.
"Hey guys, I was just talking to-" I said.
I looked back to the janitor...gone.
"Never mind, sorry i'm late. You ready to get some dinner then?" I ask.
They made their way towards the door. I was limping though.
"Why are you limping?" Alex asks me.
"Tweaked my back pumping iron. Very heavy iron" I replied.
Alex, Maggie and I sit before dinner. Alex eats heartily while Maggie quietly pushes her food around.
"I bet your chomping at the bit for hoop season to start," I said guessing I was right.
"Yeah, the guys and I are running drills, scrimmages and getting in shape" Alex said.
"That's my boy, remember it's not how big you are, it's-" I said.
"It's how big you play" Alex interrupted me.
I did a fist bump with Alex.
"What about you Mags?" I ask.
"She got into Georgetown" Alex replied.
"You did? That's fantastic" I said.
"It's no big deal" she says.
Really? No big deal?
"It's a huge deal. I'm proud of you" I told her.
She remains quiet so i also asked "Am I missing something?"
"You wouldn't understand," she replied.
"Try me," I challenged.
"I have a lot of emotional stress right now. My friends are all going to different schools, I'm not even sure... " she said, but i interrupted.
"That's not stress. Wait `til you get out into the real world, get a crappy job, have some smarmy twerp- boss calling you bro-ski" I said.
Maggie just rolled her eyes.
"Did you get the promotion Dad?" asks Alex.
I just forced a smile hiding my disappointment.
We went back to my place. I just went to back to talk to Scarlet.
"A little late for delivery isn't it?" I asked Scarlet.
"Dom was in the neighborhood. He offered to make a dump run for me.," she replied.
"Doesn't he live 30 miles from here?" I said.
"What's your point?" she asked.
"Come on. He's been after you since 10th grade and he's after you now." I told her.
"At least someone's after me." was all she said.
I smiles playfully and begins to serenade
"In touch with the ground, I'm on the hunt I'm after you."
Scarlet shakes her head.
"Please Mike. This isn't going to work, this isn't high school" she says.
What?
"Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a crowd, and I'm hungry like the wolf." I said.
I flirtatiously stalks her. Scarlet fights smiling.
"You can stop now. It's not working. mike" she said.
"Mouth is alive, with juices like wine, and I'm hungry like the wolf" I said.
Mike gets close to Scarlet's face. She smiles, stops herself and pushes him away.
"You no longer have the right to invoke the "wolf." she says
I eyes the yard...it's a WRECK...holes and mounds of dirt everywhere, carcasses of dead plants, bushes and flowers strewn about.
"Why are you destroying the yard? Scarlet stops shoveling, wipes dirt from her face?" I asked.
Scarletsaid "I'm gonna use it as a showpiece for clients. Thanks for asking"
"Kind of a big undertaking isn't it?" I asked
I am a landscape designer. Then again you barely took an interest in my work so I guess that's a fair question." she replied
An awkward silence.
I didn't get it.
"I'm sorry. But maybe this is what you needed. Maybe it's time you looked for something else?" she asked.
What?
"That's a great idea, Scar. Because there are so many options out there for a 36 year old with only a high school diploma." I sacastically say.
"It's all my fault isn't it?" she asked.
Huh?
"I didn't say that," I say.
"No, but it's what you think" she says.
I didn't know what to say.
"I never asked you to marry me," she says.
"But I did," I tell her.
She shakes her head in fustration.
"I'm sorry you're not happy with the way your life turned out Mike, really, I am, but you're not the victim here." she says.
Scarlet goes back to shoveling. I turns, steps, falls into a hole.
My life sucks!
I am driving alongside the Los Angeles River. Suddenly I hear thunder.
Lightning flashes. I see the Janitor leaning over the railing looking into the raging river. Mike brakes, throws his door open, jumps out into the pouring rain.
"Get away from there!" I yell
Mike, blinded by the rain makes his way to the railing. The Janitor's gone again.
"Oh no! Hello!"
Mike leans over the rickety railing, looks down... The phosphorescent water swirls angrily...rising quickly. It's mesmerizing. Magical. Mike can't take his eyes off- lightning flashes. Mike's 17 year-old face reflection stares back up at him. What the- CRACK. The railing BREAKS. Mike FALLS...SPLASH...headlong into the river.
3rd Person POV
Ned, wrapped in a robe, tissue between his toes, wobbles to the door so as not to mess up his freshly polished ! "I've been worried sick! WHERE-"Ned opens the door...standing before him is Mike, covered in MUD. His ripped, grimy suit now hangs off of him because...HE'S 17 AGAIN. Ed's eyes widen with FEAR.
MIKE POV
After battling Ned and talking to him that it's really me, I realize I should talk to the janitor. I went to the school.
Finally a female janitor steps out of the room.
"Excuse me! Excuse me! Can you tell me where I can find the night janitor?" I ask kind of sounding desperate.
"I'm the only custodial engineer currently employed here."she says.
"There was an old guy, white hair. I showed him this picture of me"
I points to the 1989 team photo
"Of you? That picture's from 1989."
I back away from the picture and the Janitor.
Confused, I stumbles to the bathroom. He's about to enter, three letter jacket wearing JOCKS, STAN, JAZZ and KEVIN, burst out laughing, knocking me on the way by.
3rd Person POV
After meeting with Alex, Mike drives off out of the parking lot. To his left he saw Stan and Maggie making out against Stan's Mustang. Mike pounds on the horn, scaring them apart and then drive's off.
Mike POV
I went back and went to talk to Ned.
"Mike, I was reading a link and I think you're going to be 17 again and start your life off as a 17 year old. You can't change the effect from what I read" Ned said.
What?
I told Ned I want to be back to high school, from what happen to Alex being bullied.
"I know you're going to suck me into this and I'm not going back there, Mike. You'll never get me to go back to Fitch. Never!" said Ned.
After a while, we were at school. Plus I got transferred to school.
I just enter the classroom. I see Maggie.
Wow she is very pretty. Wait, what did i just think?
The teacher came to Maggie and I hear the teacher say "If you flunk senior calculus you'll be lucky to get into beauty school, missy. So, if you plan on slacking your way through my class, don't. Save your parents tuition money and pick up a blow dryer"
I couldn't help but angrily stand.
"Enough," I say.
The teacher look confused.
"Do you think humiliating a 17 year- old in front of her peers is helpful or do you just get off on it?" I challenged.
"And you are?" the teacher asks.
"Mark" I reply.
3rd person POV
Stan signals his friends, takes out a lighter, flicks it, leans forward and places the flame between Mike's legs. The flame glows red against Mike's jeans. The Jocks and Bras pull out their cells and begin videoing. The teacher scribbles on a pad 'you've earned yourself a trip to the principal's office. Welcome to Fitch.' Adams rips the paper off, holds it out towards Mike. Mike sniffs at the air.
"Is someone barbecuing?" Mike asks
(BEAT) YYYYEEEEOOOOOWWWWWWW!
Mike LEAPS out of his shoes. A FLAME runs up his crotch. LAUGHTER. Mike, SCREAMING, runs around the room fanning his package.
"Get out, Mr. Freedman!" the teacher yells
Mike snatches the slip from Adams and out the door.
There was a packed lunchroom. The cliques sit amongst themselves. They notice all the kids hunched over staring at their phones. Mike enters carrying a bag lunch. A BLACK BURN MARK on the crotch of his pants. Someone spot him yells "Go Hot Pants! Do your dance, Girl!"
The entire cafeteria turns to Mike and erupts in laughter. As Mike passes each table, we see the kids are watching his `fire dance' on their phones. Mike approaches a table of the 3 biggest losers in school, unkempt hair, fat, acne. Mike begins to sit when- biggest loser say"Look, we feel your pain. We really do. But life's hard enough, Brother."
Mike nods, continues on past the snickering and catcalls until he sees Maggie and the Wonder Bras.
Meanwhile Maggie, Samantha, Jamie and Lauren pick around plates of cafeteria food.
"What's the big deal? He stuck up for me in class. It was a nice thing to do." Maggie said.
"He's coming. Pretend you're not here." Lauren said.
Mike approaches, big smile. The Wonder Bras look off in every direction except Mike's.
The Girls continue looking away, ignoring Mike.
Mike drops down next to Samantha and across from Maggie.
MIKE POV
Suddenly I hear the sound of a boucing ball.
"Bro-ski, what are you doing at our table?" asked Stan.
Maggie just said "Nothing. He was just leaving." Maggie nods for Mike to go.
"We should do this again sometime." I said sarcastically. I stand up.
Stan pulls Maggie up, starts making out with her, hands all over her.
I was furious, but I think there's something with it... Happiness? No. Sad? Yep, but not bothering me too much... uh oh, I am jealous. Is this good or bad?
"Get your hands off her, you little punk" I tell him.
Oops. Stan stops groping, steps over to me, a solid foot taller than him.
"You got a problem with that," he said.
Mike looks around...the entire cafeteria watches. Boy, i really want to say yes i do have a problem with that and she's mine to love!
"No," I say.
Stan takes my hat off, picks up an ice cream from Maggie's tray, puts the ice cream in the hat, places it back on Mike's head and smushes it down.
Okay boy I am jealous that you have Maggie, but now you also made me mad at your personality
I just walk away thinking what's wrong with me, am I in love with Maggie?
After thinking for a while...I realize I love her romantically. What do I do now?
So what do you think?
I am working on the next chapter.