Hey everybody! So here's chapter 2, new and hopefully improved. Deleted, most of the OC's, cause they didn't make sense and didn't do anything to this story but make it confusing. Field hockey chapter has been cut short, and now things might run a little smoother for people like me, who had trouble figuring this scene out lol
Disclaimer: I'm not gonna say I own COTT, because that would be a lie, and I believe that it is only appropriate to lie, smuggle, cheat, and bluff when playing a game of "Bullshit" with my sister.
WARNING: This is a revised copy of the original "Wake Up Living", a COTT fanfic by the fates of love. All chapters from here on out with this label have been revised to fit the new version of this story, and until such time that they do, they have not.
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"Well, that was nothing like I thought it would be," Herry exclaimed, "nothing like real vampires!"
"Yeah, their more vicious, that was just... depressing," Archie agreed.
"Are you kidding, that was great!!!"
"Neil, you just love vampire movies," Odie pointed out tiredly.
"Ok, that is true!"
"Well I've got some field hockey to play tomorrow, so, I'm off," Atlanta said sleepily as she started up the stairs, "You coming Theresa, you know that Cambria hates a tired team". She glanced over at her best friend to find her, and the brown-eyed leader, both asleep on the couch, as expected. Jay's head was rested on the back of the couch, while Theresa's was tilted on Jay's left shoulder. Atlanta knew that right now there would be tension in their relationship, but she figured that if they could still be them while they were unconscious, living and loving awake would come soon.
"Come on Theresa, wakey wakey," she said quietly as she walked over to get Theresa up and off the couch. She managed to do so, and leave the room with her, without Jay waking.
They were soon followed by Herry, Neil, and Archie, while Odie retreated to the his basement "lair". Jay woke up when everyone had gone, and, shutting off the lights and returning the DVD to its case, he too left for sleep.
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Theresa was at her desk when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in"
"Hey," it was Atlanta, "you ok?"
"Yeah, why, I'm I dieing?"
"Ok, that's not funny. You almost could have today! You had us all really scared!" Atlanta seemed to be a little touchy on the subject. "God, I thought you where a dead ringer for sure!"
"I'm sorry, it's just, I thought I'd be doing us all some good, and I know that's not an excuse," Theresa said, biting at her lip nervously.
"Hey, can I trust you Lana?"
"Always, whats up?"
"Well, I'm really confused, I mean, well, it's Jay," she said holding back a shake in her voice, and a tear in her eye, "I'm really wondering what's going on between us, or if there's even an us anymore... If there ever was?"
Atlanta smiled an all knowing smile that she seldom tried to put on. She leaned against the doorway and crossed her arms. "Well, there was something there before if you two can so easily fall asleep on the couch during a thriller," she whispered a laugh, "you just have to find it again. I dunno how, maybe one day you'll wake up and realize how to fix it. Maybe you'll realize that it isn't even broken. Then you can wake up and live".
Theresa continued to stare at the ground, listening intently to Atlanta's message, and figure it out. She smiled weakly up at her best friend.
"Yeah," Theresa said quietly, "maybe I will". Then, with a second thought, she added, "you know, you really know what you're talking about Atlanta".
Atlanta grinned back at her, shrugging at her own simply wisdom, and headed out the door.
"G'night Theresa" she said.
"Goodnight Atlanta" she said quietly, more as a tired answer than a gesture, as she drifted off to sleep.
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Beep-beep, beep-beep.
The alarm went off and Jay looked at the clock. It read 7:55am. NO!!! I'm gonna be late! He quickly got dressed and ran downstairs.
"Ha, I win," Neil announced,"youthought Jay wouldn't be late cuz he never is, but I thought he'd be done in from an extra movie night, so I win!" Neil stared dancing around in the kitchen, "I'm. the. wiiiiiinner!!! Yes I am!!! You're the loooooser!!!!" He stuck his fingers on his forehead in an "L" shape. "Now, pay the man," Neil said as he held out his hand.
"Fine, FINE, FINE! Here," Archie reached in his pocket and grabbed five dollars. If there was anything Archie hated most, it was losing, especially a bet, especially to Neil and/or Atlanta.
Jay rolled his eyes at the display of ignorant immaturity, that was frequented in this household. Wow! Wonder where Theresa ishe thought to himself. "She left with Atlanta, seriously, you'd think you'd know better than to look around in a panic like you've lost something this early. Dude, your like... her stalker! Lay off!" Herry laughed.
"I wasn't looking around in-"
"And he looks for her in the cupboard, Herry? It doesn't take a genius to know that he hasn't had breakfast," Odie said, half annoyed.
"Oh, well, hurry up already, your making us all late!"
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The lunch bell rang. Archie walked down the hall and up to the table that the guys sat at, minus Theresa and Atlanta. "No lunch?" Neil asked very cockily, and sarcastically.
"Not since Jay woke up late and I lost five bucks, no," Archie said, directed at Neil and Jay, as he stole the bright red apple off of Neil's plate.
Crunch!!
"Hey!"
"So, Archie, we all know that you've been planning to ask Atlanta out, so...," everyone let out a 'mhmm' in agreement to this statement. Archie had talked about nothing but his "plan of attack" for just about everyday since things had started to cost with him and Atlanta after that fateful boating trip.
"I'm working on it!" he said uncomfortably; he really didn't like talking about things like that when he hadn't been the one to bring it up. He did, however, see this as an opportunity to turn the tables on poor, innocent Jay.
"Well, what about you Jay? You ever gonna ask Theresa out to the big dance coming up?" he said as a smirk crossed his face.
"Well, that's really none of your business," Jay said with an annoyed smirk of his own.
"Hey Herry, jaw dropper in five!" Odie said excitedly. Sure enough there was a five-foot-six, jet black hair, hourglass hottycoming up behind Herry. Her name was Cambria, or Cam, Cammi, or simply the chick that Herry bench-presses. "Oh, hi Cam," Herry said, part casually and part in awe of his current girlfriend.
"Hey Herry, Archie, Jay, Odie, oh, and uh, Neil. Any of you see Theresa or Atlanta lately, I gotta talk to them about the game today". Oh, yeah did I mention that Herry landed a girl a year older than him, whose also the captain of the girls field hockey team? There was suppost to be a game that day at 3:00 pm against some team from outta town, the Sharks.
"Uh, well, if you see them, tell them that they've got to be in the lockeroom, ready, by 2:15, mmmkay! Bye Herry, oh, and we're still for the dance, right," she said in her oh so sweet, seductive voice. He just nodded in response.
"Oh, and, you two should get some dates," she said looking at Jay and Archie sarcastically, "preferably somebody off of, say, my team?" The boys looked at her amazed and embarrassed. She gave Herry a peck on the check and a hug then went off, her short skirt swaying.
"You want a life experience Herry? Well I'd say getting down that would DEFINITELY qualify!" Neil said looking at Cambria, leaning back in his chair, nodding. Herry looked at him with rage, taking everything he had not to pound the piece of parastic driftwood that was eyeing his girlfriend.
"Well your taking Cambria, I'm taking this 300gig beautiful," Odie said looking at his laptop lovingly, "Jay and Archie are dead. So whose Neil taking?"
Archie laughed, "Uh, himself!". Soon everyone joined in.
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"GAME TIME GIRLS! YOUR GONNA GIVE 135 percent, I'M I RIGHT!???!!!!" Artemis yelled out in the locker room. "NOW, GO GO GO!!!" she said as she pointed excitedly out at the field. The team ran out sticks in the air. Cambria at the head, a forward. Theresa and Atlanta behind her, also forwards. The rest of the team followed. They lined up on the field, save for four girls to make an even field.
"Oh perfect," Theresa and Atlanta heared Cambria sneer, "it's that witch!"
There was a petite raven haired girl on the opposing team's field side. She was only about five-foot-one, but she had a grin like a menace. She was flanked by two other girls, much taller than she, but with evil smiles all the same. The rest of the team followed her, so she was obviously their leader, whether she was captain or not.
"Oh lovely. Just what we need, and this time shes got friends," another girl from the team said, clearly annoyed. The whistle blew for the teams to huddle up. Cambria's charges gathered.
"Ok girl's," she started in a whisper, "we have this game in the bag, but we have a problem".
"Oh, shit Alisha's here" yet another teammate noticed. So her name was Alisha, then?
"Ok, yes," Cambria explained, "this is our problem. That girl is evil with a capital crEEpy and she needs to get out of this game. Some of us have played her before, and trust us when we say that her height says nothing about her swing". Theresa and Atlanta were not phased by this girl, she could never pose as a threat to either of them, today, tomorrow, or ever. "So here's the plan" Atlanta said viciously.
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The first forty-five minutes of the game went by like a flash. So far there had been two subs, one of which was Theresa, and other than that, five shots had been saved, leaving the score: Warriors-6 and Sharks-7.
"We're getting creamed! Come one lets go!" Cambria shouted, frustrated. She gave Atlanta a look of expectancy, for even she didn't quiet know the plan that her and Theresa had in mind. Only two defences were one field to catch the on-coming rushes from Alisha's team.
The ball was in their end, and Alisha looked at Atlanta as if to say Wow! Is that the best you can do?! Before she knew what hit her, like Zeus' lightning bolts it came down. Atlanta had had the ball, but not anymore. Alisha had taken it from her and in the process, given her an all too accurate punch in the ribs, then swept her with her stick.
Atlanta now gave her a glare that could have burnt a hole straight through Alisha's skull. She did not stop to realize she had a bleeding nose, and ran up to her attacker, doing the unpredictable and illegal, yet still tangible. There was a loud smack as Atlanta's elbow came in hard contact with Alisha's side. The whistle blew loud, and for once, Atlanta caught herself wondering why ref's missed every penalty but the ones she inflicted.
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After the ref benched Alisha for her very nearly knock out on Atlanta, he got some help for Atlanta's nose. She wasn't benched for the hit, but the minor injury, to which she protested, because she had seen way worse. However, after he had blown the whistle, Theresa ran out onto the field. She ran up to Alisha and gave her one straight in between the eyes, resulting in one order of "black eye" for the slutty Sharks forward.
This started a pretty large fight between the two teams, involving damn near everyone on the field. People gave many hits, and took them in return. The ref, three coaches, and the two teams equipment mangers (poor Odie) got in to break up the multiply fights, barely winning the players over before the game could continue.
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The ball was in their end. A player off the other team was running down the field and passed the ball. The receiving player got up to the net before passing it back yet another teammate, who shot, but narrowly missed. Theresa took that opportunity to steal the ball. She passed it off to another player on her team by the name of Stephanie, who passed again.
The ball was deflected to Theresa who was running toward the net. Two of Alisha's lackeys looked at her in a way that said she wouldn't live much past the next play. Theresa quickly passed the ball as the other girls sticks came into contact with her knees. Her teammate made the shot, barely missed, only to see the ball deflect of Cambria's stick, INTO THE NET!!! Many screams rang out, of triumph, and of pain. After that, the sudden death round was a snap! Alisha was benched with a black eye and many bruises. She didn't play sudden death, and, to be frank, her team really wasn't much without her, it bluntly sucked. After the game they all shook hands in the orderly manner, although the Sharks were clearly sore losers. Alisha walked up to Theresa.
"So, bet cha think your pretty great, eh? Well pretty doesn't work the runway, sunshine. Go ask your boyfriend - go see that your victory is nothing if your not laying him over. You're pathetic, and I hope one day I get to hurt you," she said cruelly, and spat at her.
Theresa didn't really know if she was actually talking about Jay or if it was just a lucky guess. It's not like he's your boyfriend anyway she thought to herself as she wiped spit from her cheek. She saw the other team board the bus, complaining. It made her smile that they had won, but that girl's comment just reminded her of things she had not yet figured out. And, to be frank, it unnerved her that someone could say that they wanted to hurt her. Alisha was starting to make Theresa think of Cronus.
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A chant rang throughout in the ladies change room. It was classic after a win the that, seeing as mostly all the girls in on the field hockey team where cheerleaders for the men's sports teams as well. Theresa and Atlanta were to busy fighting a crazed God of Time to do much of anything else.
"Good game girls!" Cambria said above the chatter as everyone stopped to listen to what she would have to say. She smirked at the excitement of her team. She too was not fond of cheer leading, much like the two teen heroes.
As everyone changed, the room began to clear out. Soon enough, the two titans were left there alone.
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Yes, there wasno purpose in this chapter, but now I have edited it to make it decent and introduce a piece of the plot! Also, did you or did you not like Atlanta's little speech about "waking up living"??? Hmm? I'll give you a hint, Theresa is about to "wake up" very, very soon, and hopefully how will surprise you.
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Always,
the fates of love