A/N: Yes, early update! That's the epic power of reviews!
Not revealing if anyone's answers are right, but here's my review responses:
pseudonym99: Please tell me I spelled your name right. I tried looking on my iPad but I'm not sure. Anyways, glad you liked it!
Demi: Ikr? Cliffhangers. DUN DUN DUUUUUUNNNNN!
Perks of Being a Book Nerd: I KNOW! PARAMORE IS AMAZING! And no, he won't.
anne-cahill: Aw, that's okay. I take the demon class myslef. Did you ever end up reading it? What'd you think?
Tris: Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. But this authoress' lips are sealed.
KatnissCahill: Aw, thanks! And I love Together Again!
Reader277: Close, it's Arbirta. Latin for "Witness". Okay, I was going to write a different story but chickened out at the last minute and wrote "Who Says the Sixteenth Birthday Can't Be Sweet?". I couldn't think of a good school name so I just used it.
Fiferoni: Nah, feel free to gush anger out at my OCs. It's kind of a risk with a mainly OC story: a lot of people are ticked off. But it's really interesting too. And I won't be surprised if you never talk to me again after this... *hangs head in shame*
Panko: Ew, those sound awful. Good thing my OCs' uniforms are slightly cuter.
K and S: Same thing about Fifi. You guys are going to hate me forever. Btw did the rest of the Crew read this story or just you two?
Guest: UGH! STUPID COMPUTER GLITCHES! Sorry, I was editing Chapters 7 and 8 and must've messed up. The correct Chapter 8 is up now.
theharrypotterworld: HANA and Russ? Did you get spellchecked, or are you talking about Hanna? Well, prepare for more tragedy and frustration.
Disclaimer: It's 11:30 at night. Can't I just say I own nothing and get on with my life?
PS: PLEASE DON'T HATE ME!
Rebecca POV
I walked with Nicole and Eric down the hallway, looking for my idiot of a best friend who was totally lost somewhere. Or ditching classes. But seriously, we looked everywhere her. Who just disappears in the middle of a high-risk situation? Not cool, Hope.
"Do you think her and Russell are like making out in a corner somewhere?" I asked.
Eric just raised an eyebrow as if this was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard, but Nicole, being the genius and teenage girl she is, sighed in relief, "Thank God I'm not the only one who saw the signs!"
I grinned, "'Course not! My Supernatural City isn't just there for nothing!" Nicole rolled her eyes in a way that reminded me of Hope. Ugh, why didn't any of these people get that vampires were totally hot?! I swear I'm the only normal one in this family.
Then Eric piped in, "Just got a text from Russ. He's not with her. Worried as hell too."
I groaned. It could never be easy, could it?
"Okay, well let's check outside. Maybe she's hopelessly lost or something," Nicole reasoned. We all nodded and followed her.
Quickly I scanned the outside for signs of my Gothic BFF. Then I saw her.
"There! Over by the tree!" I told them, "I think she's talking to Maddie or something."
We all jogged over to Hope and the familiar red blob. But, as we got closer, I saw that it this person was way too tall to be Maddie. So if it wasn't Maddie, that would mean it was...
"Amy," I breathed.
Amy turned to face me, tears in her eyes. Hope was crying too, which surprised me. Hope almost never cries.
"Rebecca," she sniffled, reaching out to touch my arm.
I pushed it away angrily, "Don't touch me."
She nodded and put on a small but forced smile.
"Hope? Are you okay?" I completely brushed off Amy and went straight for my best friend, who clearly needed me.
She shook her head. Realizing she wouldn't be speaking to me anytime soon, I turned back to my traitor of an aunt.
"What. The. Hell. Happened?" I demanded.
I-ian, s-someone... c-c-car b-b-bomb," she stuttered out.
I gasped and went back to Hope, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards Mom's car (well, our car now. How's that for a Sweet 16 Present?).
"Wait! Wait for me!" Amy called.
I turned and glared at her, shooting every dagger humanely possible towards my poor blubbering aunt.
"No. You drove here. Drive back," I practically growled, hating my high-pitched teenage voice for making me sound less angry with her than I was.
"And w-what hospital is h-he st-staying at?" The stutter made it easier to climb into the back seat of the BMW with pride and only minimal grumbling.
I burst through the doors, ignoring the dirty looks I got from doctors and nurses. One of those doctors was super-hot though...
Focus, Rebecca, I told myself.
I dragged Hope into Ian's room to find a frenzy of chaos. Wait... isn't that kind of redundant? Frenzy is a mad rush of activity, and chaos is a total mess of activity. Am I being redundant?
Well, that train of thought officially left the station.
Then my parents were screaming at me. They went on about "Oh, how could you be so stupid?" and "Why wouldn't you tell us about this stuff?" and "Can't you leave well enough alone?" Blah, blah, blah.
"Ok, I'm over this! SHUT THE HELL UP!" Hope screamed.
The adults gawked at her, but I just grinned. She was back.
"Well, hello, Hope," I said, "welcome back to the land of the living."
She rolled her eyes, and for a moment we were both totally fine.
Then we saw Ian.
His body was covered in cuts, scrapes, and bruises, and he was hooked up to, like, a bazillion machines and doohickeys. His eyes were closed, and I could've sworn he were dead. If not for, you know, all the machines hooked up to him showing his heart rate and stuff.
"Dad," Hope breathed. Amy started to pull her into a hug, but thought better of it and stepped aside so I could do it.
You gotta hand it to her, she knows when and epic BFF like me needs to step in.
After the hugging and the internal crying (I don't think Hope was willing to slip up and show "weakness" in front of her Public Enemies #1-4 quite yet) Dad left the room to ask a nurse where the cafeteria was (I know, right? Typical), Amy went to go beg the doctors or something, and Mom eventually fell asleep.
Only when they were gone did Hope start crying. And I did my best friend duty and sat there quietly and let her.
Dan POV
Dan wandered the halls of the hospital searching for a nurse who wasn't busy saving someone's life or whatever. God, what did it take to get a couple cheap chicken nuggets in this place?
Finally he saw a blond nurse who was sitting in a corner and doing something on the computer with her back turned to him. He walked over.
"Uh, excuse me-" He stopped dead, gaping in horror as the nurse turned around.
No effin' way. This was the absolute worst thing that could happen to him. What the hell was she doing here?
"Danny-poo! Guess what? I'm volunteering even though I'm rich and perfect! I knew you'd come back to me! Ooh! I want an October wedding!" Avery screamed, grabbing his shirt and kissing him.
After five minutes of desperate attempts to escape, he finally managed to push her off of him.
Just as he saw blond hair flip around the corner.
Rebecca POV
I walked through the hospital, looking for a snack machine or something for Hope and me. Since neither of us had lunch, we were pretty dang starving.
I turned a corner and saw my dad's head, he appeared to be talking to someone. I walked over and was about to say something, when I saw what was actually going on.
My dad. Was swapping saliva. With some slutty blond nurse.
Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched in furious silence. How could he do this to me? To mom? To everyone?! I knew he was immature and childish, but this was just damn ridiculous.
And I don't curse often. Eventually I stormed off quietly, needing to take my anger out on someone, or something.
I ended up in the parking lot, staring at Dad's pickup truck. I guess Mom had it flown in after Ian's car blew up. Too bad she had it flown in for a lying, cheating, no-good, disrespectful...
My hands clenched around the car keys I "borrowed" from Mom's purse. Hope had been asleep, so there really was no need to wake her.
Slowly I climbed into the driver's seat, remembering the first time I got to "drive" in it:
"Yay! I'm gonna drive a car! I'm gonna drive a car!" I squealed with delight.
"Yeah! Geez, calm down, 'Becks," Dad grinned, picking six-year-old me up and placing me in his lap.
"Wee!" I called. He laughed along with me, starting the car.
Carefully I grabbed the steering wheel, furrowing my eyebrows in concentrations. With his help, I made it out of the driveway in like 45 seconds.
"I did it!" I cheered, hugging him, "I love you, Daddy."
He hugged me back, "Love you too, 'Becks."
I shook my head to clear the memory. He lied to me. All this time he lied to me. I bet he never even loved any of us.
I started the car, and I swear I could hear Carrie Underwood singing Before He Cheats. I drove it until I came to a tree about ten yards across the lot.
Then I backed up as far as I could and drove at it.
Just before it hit, though, I unhooked and jumped out, grateful my parents made us take all of that karate as I rolled and stood, unharmed.
Dad's car, however, was totaled.
It was only then that I realized what I had done. I crumpled to the ground as the tears started again, wondering how the hell I was getting out of this one.
Hope POV
I woke with a start to find the hospital room empty. Yawning, I stretched and checked my phone to see that I had seven unread messages:
Nicole: Hope, are you guys alright?
Rebecca: hope! where the heck r u?
Russell: hope r u alright?
Devin: Call me.
Devin: Hope, I swear to God you better be dead or kidnapped.
Devin: Where the hell are you? Explain NOW.
Devin: Call me now or so help me God we are over.
Sighing, I called Devin. He picked up on the second ring.
"What the hell, Hope?!" he yelled, "You ask me to go to a restaurant with you and then I get stabbed by some God damn Nazi?! And where are you?! You people have just dropped off the face of the Earth! You have some serious explaining to do."
"I know, I'm sorry. Look, things are crazy right now. We're all in L.A. dealing with a family emergency. Can we please deal with our relationship problems later?" I asked.
"I don't see the point in that. As far as I'm concerned there isn't a relationship to talk about."
Then he hung up.
My heart thumped loudly, and it felt like the world had just come crashing down on top of me. My first boyfriend had just caused my first heartbreak.
I needed to talk to Rebecca.
I ran through the hospital, trying to find her. Finally, though I found her in the lobby, staring off into space.
"'Becca, thank God! I really need to talk to you about something-" I started. But she interrupted me by saying, "Uh, Hope? I really need to tell you something."
I sighed, "Rebecca, something major just happened. I really need you to listen real quick. This is important."
"What? And my problems aren't?! Hope, I really need to say something!" she exclaimed, standing up.
"'Becca, you're practically my sister, but this is more important than a sale at American Eagle or something!" I was getting irked. Her life was all peaches and buttercups right now compared to mine. Couldn't she just be a bit more sympathetic?
"Clothing sale?! You think I'm talking about a God damn clothing sale?!" she screamed.
"Rebecca! You're so selfish! My dad just got blown up and all you can think about is yourself?!" I yelled back.
"Me?! I can only think about myself?! WHO'S GOING ON AND ON ABOUT HER PROBLEMS AND HOW INSIGNIFICANT MINE ARE WITHOUT EVEN ASKING WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! MY WHOLE LIFE I'VE TRIED TO BE THE BEST BEST FRIEND EVER TO YOU, BUT YOU'VE NEVER LIFTED A FINGER TO BE MINE! SO CALL ME CRAZY, BUT I THINK YOU HAVE THE ROLES REVERSED THIS TIME!"
Then it was full blown World War Cahill.
"YOU NAÏVE LITTLE BRAT!"
"SELFISH ANTISOCIAL FREAK!"
"DESPERATE WANNABE!"
"GOTH!"
"IDIOT WHO'S TOO STUPID TO SEE THAT PEOPLE ONLY HANG OUT WITH HER BECAUSE SHE'S PRETTY, EVEN THOUGH SHE ISN'T!"
She gasped, and I instantly regretted saying that. But before I could say anything to make amends, she stormed out, knocking Jaden and Jada (who had apparently squeezed where we were from the Holts and Starlings) to the side.
I ran the other direction, into Jada's black Ferrari and towards the Holt/Starling house.
Once there I ran up to Nicole's room and locked the door, crying my freaking guts out.
In one day I had reunited with my family, found out my dad had gotten blown up and may or may not live, got my heart broken, and lost my best friend.
God, I felt like hell.
A/N: I know. I'm a truly evil person. I'm sorry, y'all! But think about how screwed up Hope and Rebecca's lives are. It was only a matter of time before everyone snapped.
So, how was Becca's POV? I find her very hard to write. Hope just comes naturally.
So, um, questions:
1. Do I need to hire protection?
2. Any particular shippings? Seriously, it's one of the first 39 clues mainly OC story. I'm curious.
3. Uh, anything in particular you want me to do to Avery? Don't worry, she isn't as big as she was in WSSBCBS.
*hides*
*whispers* I'll update either Saturday after next or at 12 OR MORE reviews. So review if you want an update! That puts it at 110 reviews, btw.
-Emory