10 Things I hate about you.
"The woman in the mirror"
Set 10 days before the movie. Kat runs into a young teenage girl that reminds her of how she felt at the same age.
This is set before the movie, about 10 days before. It's such a fun movie to watch, and I felt like using the characters and extending them in my own way. It doesn't really go anywhere, it was just a fun way of showing my appreciation for the movie. I of course do not own any of the characters, and have nothing to do with the movie at all.
Kat Stratford looked in her mailbox. Still no reply, she muttered as she went for her morning run to keep fit for soccer. It had been over a month since she had applied for a place in the Sarah Lawrence College on the other side of the country. If she didn't get in, she had no idea what she was going to do. Maybe she would apply for a University in another country, perhaps Australia. That was far enough away from her father and she would be safe from running into anyone from her school, Padua High. She rolled her eyes at the sheer thought of school, with its brainless students, all products of constant advertising and false messages to try to make them feel better. "Actually, I'll settle for anywhere but here."
Kat showed no characteristics of what her generation conceived to be womanly as she went for that run. She wore no makeup, she was sweating more than most girls her age had sweat in their life, and the look of fierce determination she had on her face almost made her look like she was scowling, a look which resided on her face practically for the whole six hours she spent every day at school. Her sister Bianca the night before had expressed concern on the premature ageing that the scowling would promote, which in turn made her scowl even more.
Bianca deserves her own introduction. She doesn't just deserve just that, she deserves a team of psychologists and psychiatrists to work out why she is so mixed up. She, along with the rest of her nitwit friends wastes her life loudly worshipping all that is superficial and meaningless, while people around her are working hard at school, so they can get into College and work towards getting what she takes for granted. Upon looking at the two sisters, one would find it hard to believe the two of them come from the same gene pool, let alone the same solar system.
As Kat ended her jog, she began stretching on her porch. It was a peaceful, quiet way to start the day. Without her morning run, there was no way she was capable of walking through the schools doors without exploding. She walked indoors, and saw her sister in the kitchen, munching on a carrot, and talking to Chastity, one of her supposed friends, about Joey. Kat gritted her teeth. Out of everyone in the world, she despised Joey the most. If Joey didn't exist, then her life would have been much different. He caused her so much pain, pain she was only getting over, and was now completely ready to move on, in life in general. She was ready.
As she parked her beat-up car at school, she glanced to the side and saw a guy she vaguely knew, sitting on the hood of his truck, smoking with a plain navy muscle shirt on. Who is he trying to impress, she thought as she slammed her door more violently than she had meant to. "That's the problem with us outcasts, we hate all who are conventional, but at the same time hate each other. Maybe if we banded together we could squish the likes of Joey flat for ever" It was a thought, but not one that lingered. Her time at Padua High was nearly up, so pretty much any way in which she acted could not change things. She sighed as she made her way to her locker.
First period was English. She was late, as she had been catching up with her friend Mandella. They had organized to go to a concert in a fortnight's time, where one of her favorite bands was playing. It was on a school night, but that didn't bother her much, she'd probably learn more asleep than listening to one of her boring teachers rants. Mr Morgan continued talking about another misogynist writer, once again picked carefully just so it could annoy her. After a macroeconomics class, it was recess, and time for her to satisfy her cravings for a new book. The library was on the other side of the school, which meant she wouldn't see Mandella, which was OK seeing that Mandella was going through another one of her "only ever think and talk about Shakespeare" phases. They usually only went for a week or two, then she reverted back to her normal self, being only partly obsessed with him and his work instead of compulsively talking about it as she was now. Kat went to the library, and walked to the small section with famous workings by women. She was surprised to see another person there, a young girl, probably 15 at the most, looking at a book by one of her favourite authors, Anne D. Bernstein. The girl was just as surprised to see Kat as Kat was to see her.
"And I thought I was the only one that frequented this place", Kat said.
"I thought the same, judging from the cobwebs and dust everywhere. We're talking about the whole library, right?"
Kat smiled, and without further ado reached for a book. It was the last she thought of the girl, as she glanced at the blurb of a book about a Chinese- American womans struggle to abide by the strict rules set by her parents, and the even stricter unofficial rules set by her peers. As she walked to borrow the book, she noticed that the girl was wearing sketchers, which surprised her.
Later that day, she saw the girl again, this time with her friends, which wouldn't have been a problem, except for her choice in friends. Kat did a double take. Her friends were Bianca and Chastity! Kat walked past, and couldn't contain the shocked look on her face, when she heard the girl in a valley accent reply.
"Umm, Chastity? Blue sandals with metal accessories clash heaps..., like are you sure you want to make the "I don't care about fashion" statement or something?
"The woman in the mirror"
Set 10 days before the movie. Kat runs into a young teenage girl that reminds her of how she felt at the same age.
This is set before the movie, about 10 days before. It's such a fun movie to watch, and I felt like using the characters and extending them in my own way. It doesn't really go anywhere, it was just a fun way of showing my appreciation for the movie. I of course do not own any of the characters, and have nothing to do with the movie at all.
Kat Stratford looked in her mailbox. Still no reply, she muttered as she went for her morning run to keep fit for soccer. It had been over a month since she had applied for a place in the Sarah Lawrence College on the other side of the country. If she didn't get in, she had no idea what she was going to do. Maybe she would apply for a University in another country, perhaps Australia. That was far enough away from her father and she would be safe from running into anyone from her school, Padua High. She rolled her eyes at the sheer thought of school, with its brainless students, all products of constant advertising and false messages to try to make them feel better. "Actually, I'll settle for anywhere but here."
Kat showed no characteristics of what her generation conceived to be womanly as she went for that run. She wore no makeup, she was sweating more than most girls her age had sweat in their life, and the look of fierce determination she had on her face almost made her look like she was scowling, a look which resided on her face practically for the whole six hours she spent every day at school. Her sister Bianca the night before had expressed concern on the premature ageing that the scowling would promote, which in turn made her scowl even more.
Bianca deserves her own introduction. She doesn't just deserve just that, she deserves a team of psychologists and psychiatrists to work out why she is so mixed up. She, along with the rest of her nitwit friends wastes her life loudly worshipping all that is superficial and meaningless, while people around her are working hard at school, so they can get into College and work towards getting what she takes for granted. Upon looking at the two sisters, one would find it hard to believe the two of them come from the same gene pool, let alone the same solar system.
As Kat ended her jog, she began stretching on her porch. It was a peaceful, quiet way to start the day. Without her morning run, there was no way she was capable of walking through the schools doors without exploding. She walked indoors, and saw her sister in the kitchen, munching on a carrot, and talking to Chastity, one of her supposed friends, about Joey. Kat gritted her teeth. Out of everyone in the world, she despised Joey the most. If Joey didn't exist, then her life would have been much different. He caused her so much pain, pain she was only getting over, and was now completely ready to move on, in life in general. She was ready.
As she parked her beat-up car at school, she glanced to the side and saw a guy she vaguely knew, sitting on the hood of his truck, smoking with a plain navy muscle shirt on. Who is he trying to impress, she thought as she slammed her door more violently than she had meant to. "That's the problem with us outcasts, we hate all who are conventional, but at the same time hate each other. Maybe if we banded together we could squish the likes of Joey flat for ever" It was a thought, but not one that lingered. Her time at Padua High was nearly up, so pretty much any way in which she acted could not change things. She sighed as she made her way to her locker.
First period was English. She was late, as she had been catching up with her friend Mandella. They had organized to go to a concert in a fortnight's time, where one of her favorite bands was playing. It was on a school night, but that didn't bother her much, she'd probably learn more asleep than listening to one of her boring teachers rants. Mr Morgan continued talking about another misogynist writer, once again picked carefully just so it could annoy her. After a macroeconomics class, it was recess, and time for her to satisfy her cravings for a new book. The library was on the other side of the school, which meant she wouldn't see Mandella, which was OK seeing that Mandella was going through another one of her "only ever think and talk about Shakespeare" phases. They usually only went for a week or two, then she reverted back to her normal self, being only partly obsessed with him and his work instead of compulsively talking about it as she was now. Kat went to the library, and walked to the small section with famous workings by women. She was surprised to see another person there, a young girl, probably 15 at the most, looking at a book by one of her favourite authors, Anne D. Bernstein. The girl was just as surprised to see Kat as Kat was to see her.
"And I thought I was the only one that frequented this place", Kat said.
"I thought the same, judging from the cobwebs and dust everywhere. We're talking about the whole library, right?"
Kat smiled, and without further ado reached for a book. It was the last she thought of the girl, as she glanced at the blurb of a book about a Chinese- American womans struggle to abide by the strict rules set by her parents, and the even stricter unofficial rules set by her peers. As she walked to borrow the book, she noticed that the girl was wearing sketchers, which surprised her.
Later that day, she saw the girl again, this time with her friends, which wouldn't have been a problem, except for her choice in friends. Kat did a double take. Her friends were Bianca and Chastity! Kat walked past, and couldn't contain the shocked look on her face, when she heard the girl in a valley accent reply.
"Umm, Chastity? Blue sandals with metal accessories clash heaps..., like are you sure you want to make the "I don't care about fashion" statement or something?
