Possibly the only cell fic written (yet!;)

Hope you enjoy! R and R.

Ringtone

Chpt1

The show

"So, you ready for the show tonight?"

"Heck yeah man, why wouldn't I be?"

"You're lazy, a procrastinator, and overall don't have much of a clue about anything."

"BURN"

It was the typical scene at the Boxford high school cafeteria, three friends were sitting and conversing about the big show that two of them were going to be in. Milo, the front man and Jimmy, keyboardist extraordinaire were talking with their friend/ Milo's love interest, Alice Maxwell, who was not in afore mentioned band. Their band, OTG's or Original Tough Guys, were to perform at Jimmy's parents restaurant, The Pit, at seven o'clock that evening.

"You'll be there right Alice?"

"Why wouldn't I be? Its only one of the biggest events of the year!"

It was true, every year, the boys would perform for the admission price of two bucks, which got you into the show and a cherry coke. But, sadly the boys never got any extra popularity points from the locale jocks, seeing as Milo had "stolen" the football captains girlfriend. Which he hadn't, their relationship was on the rocks, and Milo just happened to come along, and Alice had a thing for the polite musician who cared about what she thought, rather than the raging giant who would constantly go boasting about how he had "The hottest piece of ass this side of Pam Anderson." She considered it revolting, he considered it bragging.

But Milo was not like that. He was just the simple 15 year old that had moved up from Atlanta when he was eight and had met a girl who happened to take a fancy to him. In other words, he got incredibly lucky.

(Later that night, around nine o'clock)

"Well, I would most certainly say that we had a great turnout this year, wouldn't you all say," Milo asked. Everyone who was at the table replied with a hearty "Hells yeah!" They had opened with a rendition of "Hells Bells" that would have made AC/DC proud, and finished with one of the Green Day hits, "Holiday" Alice said she enjoyed the show, and gave Milo a kiss right before she had gone, so he was feeling pretty good.

The boys were sitting in the nearly empty resteraunt drinking milkshakes when she walked up. Milo's ex girlfriend, Andrea.

"Hi Milo!" She sat down next to him, and put her arm around his neck and leaned her head on his shoulder. Some of the jocks were sitting at another table. They were watching, and planning something, he just didn't know what.

"Look Andrea, I don't think its healthy for you to keep pretending that we are still together like this. Get over it."

"Whatever you want to think Milo, you know you still have feelings for me."

"Well, I don't so why don't you jusy-"

She grabbed the back of his head and kissed him, she pulled back, and he was stunned. She got up and walked towards the Jocks. One of them gave her some money, and she left.

"Oh, you are totally screwed man."

Those were the words that rang through his head that entire night. Then, he saw something odd. He was standing in the road, a sign was ahead. On it were the words "Kashawakno-fo"

Then a black man in a red Harvard hoodie appeared. Milo asked "Who are you?"

The man simply pointed across the road. It was Alice, and two men who Milo didn't know. Then he saw the car. Something flew out of it, a large grey object. It collided with her head, blood flying everywhere. She collapsed, then he woke up in a cold sweat. He heard his cellphone go off. He flipped it open, he had a text message, it had been sent earlier. It was from Alice. "Hope u and Andrea have a gr8 relationship, asshole."

-Alice.

True this was bad, but things were only going to get worse.

Next chapter: The pulse hits. Stay tuned!