Author's Note: First and foremost I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN SO LONG. I really am and feel so, so bad about it. See—my writer's block has been horrible! And I was thinking, "My story is going down the drain—why update?" But I need to, MUST update. I guess a major reason why I haven't is also because I haven't been watching the show! I watched it tonight and finally got back in FOP spirit! So, here I am, updating! This chapter I actually wrote a while ago; in freshman year, before I even uploaded the first chapter of this story. I know it's rushed because this is all coming on so soon, and I'll fix it later. I don't know when, but I will. Anyway, I feel really bad and I am putting my long review replies before the story! So yeah if you don't want to read them just skip to the front of the chapter.
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Trixie21: Hello! Glad you liked Wanda's confusion. It's kind of like me running to her sister, because I didn't know what to do with this story. So I'm all "Hmm…BLONDA!" The last chapter represented my writer's block and my confusion with the story. Plus, I did want to reveal a human side to Blonda. I mean, even through all the snobs and preps and jocks out there who seem so conceited and cold-hearted, we must look past that stuff and realize the basics—that we are all human, and I wanted to reveal that through Blonda, that even though she's shallow, she's human. Or fairy, in her case. Anyways…I'm glad it's coming out unpredictable. Thanks for complimenting on that! Oh and no problem for your review on Honeymoon's Peace. I want to read your other FOP fic too but I barely have had time to go on fanfiction lately because of schoolwork, writer's block, and I've been my website lately. I feel so bad though ( Anyways if you're going to write chapter two for Honeymoon's Peace be sure to tell me about it! PS—I tried the breathing technique in band and it doesn't work well with flutes. Probably cuz a flute and a trumpet are two different instruments. Maybe posture? But I'm too lazy for that lol! Anyway thank you for you WONDERFUL reviews! smiles and hugs
Luckygurl12: I'm really glad you like my story! And yes it won't be finished until you see the words "EL FIN" at the end of the story in bold print in the center. Kind of like this:
EL FIN
But that was just a test!
So NO it's not done yet. Won't be for a while. I'm going to work with that song on "School's out" now, I guess. Anyway thank you so much for reviewing!
Tweeker515: Glad you liked last chapter! Hopefully your computer's working now. It's been oh, about two months since I've updated? Gosh, I feel so guilty! I was in summer vacation, and now I'm a sophomore in school! Where does the time go? I haven't written practically anything lately—the novels I'm supposed to be working on, the trilogy, the other stuff on fictionpress—I really need to make time for all of this! Get a schedule or something lol.
dArkliTe-sPirit: "I likie. Continue!" Short, sweet, and to the point. ) and I am finally continuing. Cool username, by the way.
Mmm, I just smelled melted cheese. I had Taco Bell for lunch and mmm…smells so good. Even though it's not in the house now, I NEED TACO BELL'S CHEESE! ANYBODY KNOW WHERE TACO BELL SELLS THAT CHEESE THEY USE FOR THEIR NACHOS? THE MELTED KIND? YO NECESITO EL QUESO DE TACO BELL!
sighs OK, back to reviews. Sorry.
FireStorm28: Cool new username. How many times have you changed it? First to StaticShock, then HumanTorch. And now FireStorm. Oh well it doesn't matter. I would change mine from Live2Write4Ever to something else; I chose it when I first came to fanfiction when I was bored and didn't think I'd actually submit a story or whatever, so yeah, it's kinda corny, but people kind of refer that to me now. Or my name, McKenna. Whatever. Anyway, yeah glad the replies thing was a rumor. I hate rumors. Especially in school. And the Nick/Jessica thing, it's like why can't the paparazzi leave them alone cuz they're fine?..sorry bout that. It frustrates me. Anyway that was a good idea. You think of lots of good ideas, you know? Oh the fairy you're talking about, I think it might be Peaches. But she got sent to rehab. Well, for now, anyways…dun dun dun…muahahahahahaha…anyways TTYL online—you haven't been on in awhile. Well, neither have I much except on the weekends. Although my friends at school have told me that my brother goes on my screen name…I've got to change my password one of these days.
Chibi-Kazooie: KAZ! How are you? How's Resident Evil? And did I get my español right above with the queso thing? Mi profesora de español dice « Mariana (mi nobre in la clase de español) es muy bien en español. Es muy avanzado. » Do you use the weird little things for quotes? Porqué yo no se. Anyway I hope, hope, hope that sometime I can write the story with AC/W for you. And hopefully soon I can write my reviews to you en español!
KikyoMustDieAPainfulDeath: Who's Kikyo? Is it anime? Sounds like it; I'm not sure. All I know about anime is that Inuyasha ) Lol about what you said, funny how you can turn what was a children's cartoon show into something romantic and sexual. Not that this story's going to be like that. I mean, it'll be romantic, but not M-rated. Or R. Let me vent, too; I liked it better with G, PG, PG-13, and R ratings! It sounded better! OK I'm done. Glad you like my story! I'm just trying to explain little things here and there, you know…mostly what the title says. The title is self-explanatory.
Fred the Mutant Pickle: I love fairy tale stories ♥♥♥ and with the Spanish thing, Chibi-Kazooie is helping me with that. Lol, wonder where that kid is now? I've never gotten a proposal. I've proposed when I was a kid. Well, I wouldn't call it proposing since I was in the car pool going "I'm gonna marry you Alex!" And there was Charles. Ah so cute…and now you've finally caught up at one in the morning. Congradulations! Your eyes must've been horribly bloodshot. I hate it when I do that...well thank you so much for staying up till one in the morning to read my story and for the three reviews.
Neeko: Thank you for motivating me with your review! Unfortunately it took two months ) J/K it's not your fault. Thanks for telling me about the character thing. I guess it was like that because I didn't watch the show in a while. However, tonight I watched it and I'm like, "Oh, that's how it's supposed to be!" Oh about "Dad"—there's this one episode where Timmy melts his dad's trophy with heat vision and he goes back in time so he never won the trophy, and well when Timmy meets his 10-year-old father, Timmy goes "Dad!" And Dad says "Well, that's what my friends call me, my real name is…" Then a huge truck goes by and honks his horn. Then once it passes Dad goes "…But everyone calls me Dad!" I was just using that in there. Making little fairy versions of people and stuff.
Apricot Flowers: Hopefully your computer is working now, too! I'm not grounded anymore, thankfully. I haven't done anything. Yet. I hope your writer's block is cured, though! They ought to make medicine for this, you know? "Writer's Block: take one if you have the following symptoms: unable to think of a good idea, useless thoughts coming through your head, feelings of uselessness due to lack of creativity, and not updating your fanfiction stories for two months or more (I have a Danny Phantom fanfic too)." Lol but for now I eat Skittles.
Olivia: GLAD YOU LIKE IT! AND I WILL WRITE MORE! THANK YOU! And thanks for the all caps lol )
Quandtuniverse: It's okay…I haven't updated in so long lol. Glad everything is settled. Yeah, I had friend issues and those are settled…I have issues in general and…we-ell… ;)
Alright, the moment you've all been waiting for, drum roll, please drum rolls put your hands together for—
Cosmo: Shut up!
Me: Excuse me?
Cosmo: I said shut up! Can't you see the readers want to know what's going to happen next? And here you are talking to people you've never met and babbling on about a drum roll when there IS no drum roll and I wanna know the story!
Me: Cosmo, chill! First, you're babbling, not me. Second, I appreciate the reviewers for reading and reviewing, so that's why I leave the notes. And third, shouldn't you know your own story of how you and Wanda met?
Cosmo: I saw her and no other. I still—
Me: Cosmo, that's for later in the story! And why are you still shouting?
Cosmo: SHOUTING MAKES ME REMEMBER STUFF!...I LIKE PIE!
Wanda: Cosmo, I've got pudding!
Cosmo: PUDDING! flies into fishbowl
Me: sighs thanks, Wanda.
Wanda: No problem. Keep writing and good luck.
Me: smiles Thank you! awkward silence I'm going to get rid of the "Me:" now.
So…yeah, here, FINALLY is the story, no interruptions, and ENJOY! Please R/R! )
Disclaimer: I don't own "Together." I also don't own "Pieces of Me."
IMPORTANT: The setting of this chapter is around senior year. Wanda, for a while, has been happy and even more in 'love' with Wandissimo and has been spending most of her free time with him. She's been with him so, so much for a while that now she's beginning to see his flaws…again.
A/N: The bold is the lyrics and the italics are Wanda's thoughts.
Chapter XII: Together
Something just isn't right
I can feel it inside
The truth isn't far behind me
You can't deny
Something wasn't right, that was for sure. Wanda didn't understand why she should be feeling this way. She had it all—two great friends that would be there for her, no matter what the circumstance was. She had been moved to co-captain of the varsity cheerleading squad and had managed to be one of the most popular and loveable fairies, and she had her super-sexy boyfriend of three years, Wandissimo Magnifico. That was the life that almost every fairy in CPPHS dreamed of. So, what was with the emptiness she could feel all too well inside of her?
Her friends were great—even happy for her to be co-captain cheerleader. Sure, in the beginning of the year they had a little argument for a while about the whole cheerleading thing ripping Coconut and Starlight out of her circle of friends, but other than that their friendship was alright. And besides, Wanda thought, that fight was a long time ago, when I was first voted co-captain varsity cheerleader.
Speaking of cheerleading, maybe she was upset that she didn't get to be captain, which, the captain was given to a rich, stuck-up sophomore fairy (her father had a distantly close relationship with Jorgen Von Strangle, who, with his help and his money, was able to bribe the school to let the sophomore fairy take the place as captain). Wanda thought, haven't I gotten over that? Plus, this cheerleading this has helped me be popular. So why should I care?
Then—her boyfriend, Wandissimo. Wandissimo hadn't been cheating on her lately it seemed like. But lately…maybe he could be now! Wanda looked back on what the two of them had done lately, which was mostly making out at parties on Saturday nights. Possibly that could have bored her. Lately, the sparks, or something else, had been gone from their relationship. But what?
When I turn the lights out
When I close my eyes
Reality overcomes me
I'm living a lie
As Wanda finished writing in her diary, she blew out her candle and lied in her bed, staring into the darkness. She had always thought it would be so romantic if she and Wandissimo could just sit out under the stars talking about everything, with him holding her in his arms tightly. But Wandissimo wasn't that type; he'd just want Wanda and him to make out, or more. And when he'd hold Wanda, his arms would be…everywhere, nowhere Wanda would want them. That was just so typical of him—wanting to go farther every time, always pressuring her. She just wasn't comfortable with that. He always seemed so unlike her type.
So unlike her type…what happened? Back in freshman year, their love was great. It was a classic high school romance—a jock dating a cheerleader. And their love for each other was great. Talking for hours, holding hands under a sunset while gazing into each other's eyes. It was all so wonderful. What happened—what went wrong?
It could have been the pressure to go physically farther—no doubt about that. Plus, Wandissimo had cheated on her numerous times. He was arrogant. But if he and Wanda broke up, he'd lose that arrogance, and his popularity. Then it hit her…maybe he was only dating her for image!
No, Wand thought. No, this isn't the guy I've dreamed of. The guy I've dreamed of is not stuck-up or full of himself, but is always there for me, romantic, understanding, like a prince saving a princess like I used to play with when I was a young girl…oh, what happened? We used to be such a good couple; what happened to us?
Time changes, nothing lasts forever. People change through time, Wanda; unfortunately, it just happens.
That quote Coconut said right before Peaches had been sent to rehab suddenly made sense somehow. People grow, people change! Wanda remembered when she first saw Wandissimo, his beautiful hair, gorgeous muscles, catchy Mexican background music—wait, that's all image!
So this is it. All image. All lies. That's not what I even thought when I first touched his hand, kissed him, dared to love him. So this is it. I've been going through high school living a lie. A big, huge lie.
Together—it doesn't feel right at all
Together—together we've built a wall
Together-holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
Why should I be giving into peer pressure? I know part of my cheerleading has forced me to go along with the flow a lot more, but still, people like, expect me and Wandissimo to be together! And pressure to be next to someone and to go with places I don't want to go with that some is really getting to me lately. It's all building up inside of me. And like the song McKenna's typing with the chapter—"holding hands we'll fall"—wait, in a fairy's case, wouldn't that be wings—aw, whatever. You know what I mean.
This has gone on so long
I realize that I need
Something good to rely on
Something for me
Monday morning, Wanda flew to her locker as usual. Her hair was slightly messy, but since she wasn't caring about her boyfriend—or anything—she could care less on how she looked. Besides, all her problems started because of image.
While putting her books away, Wanda felt the all too familiar hand slip around her waist and the catchy Mexican background music, which had actually been stuck in her head al weekend.
"¡Wanda¡Mí amor, mí vida! My morning sun, that helps keep my sexiness alive!" Wandissimo did the tiresome, trademark shirt thing three times.
"And helps you get cheesier pick-up lines." Wanda sighed. "Why can't guys be themselves?"
"Oh, Wanda¿qué te pasa? What has been bothering you? I tried calling you all weekend but no answer! Surely you must be lonely, come, let us float down the hallways together so people can see us, the perfect couple, together." He held Wanda's hand as they floated towards particularly nowhere.
As Wanda looked around, she saw couples everywhere—which was not unusual in high school, especially in the senior hallway—but something was different about everyone else that caught her eye. All the other couples seemed to, instead of what Wandissimo was doing, which was showing off to all the other girls, were talking to each other about everything, understanding each other, actually loving each other. They all had something to rely on—like, like—"oh, it seems like I can finally rest my head on something real, I like the way that feels…" She didn't have that—and never did—well, maybe once, for a little while. But if she ever had a real problem, Wandissimo only helped her because she was his girlfriend, not because he loved her. She needed someone to be there for her, especially with all the pressure she was dealing with at the moment—more homework, filling out numerous applications for why she should be a godparent, flying all over creation to get them signed—it was a lot of pressure. And if Wandissimo was getting annoyed or bored with her, he could just cheat. No, Wanda needed someone there for her 24/7, not just temporarily.
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel…
Wanda, carrying her lunch try, tried to find where Coconut was sitting in the cafeteria. She figured that if she was away from Wandissimo for a little while, she'd end up missing him like crazy and would realize how much that she loved him and needed him. She figured that she was feeling that way about their relationship because the stress was getting to her.
"Coconut, how are you?" Wanda said once she got to Coconut's table.
"Coconut looked up and smiled. "Wanda I haven't talked to you in forever! Which actually, was only this weekend, so what's up? What's new? Sit down, and we'll talk!"
Wanda sat down. "Well, I just needed time to myself to you know, relax and stuff. It was nice, okay I guess. Sat in my Jacuzzi and listened to music, read magazines, ate chocolate."
"Sounds great! How's your applications going?"
"Oh, so-so. I've gotten a few back. Two said that they'd recommend me to the Fairy Academy, and one was a rejection because they said I'm too ambitious in schoolwork and forget to have fun."
"Well, we all know that's true!"
"Hey!" Wanda and everyone else at the table laughed.
Lunch was a lot of fun. It was just like old times—all the girls together talking about who had seen the Fairy Bachelorette the night before, going shopping, talking about other cute fairies…Wanda, for the first time in a while, had finally felt that she could just goof off and be herself knowing that the girls—or at least Coconut—would not judge her at all. When she sat with Wandissimo, she constantly felt watched, but now it's like the shackles were finally taken off—she was free. Funny, how she never felt that way with Wandissimo. Boyfriends were supposed to make you feel happy. But around him, she didn't feel right. They didn't feel right anymore.
Together—it doesn't feel right at all
Together—together we've built a wall
Together—holding hands we fall
Hands we'll fall
Okay—lunch was great! It was so much fun with my girlfriends, us just hanging out—almost like freshman year, before I started dating Wandissimo. I remember then, though, when we all liked him and wanted him so badly, we were all so sick of being single! Then he asks me out, and for awhile, life is great. Then he starts getting all possessive and I can never see my friends! If I broke up with him, though life would be good for a few weeks, then get worse! Wandissimo sort of understands me—sometimes in ways no one else can. And if we're over, I'll just get the reputation and label as "Wandissimo's ex-girlfriend." And if I dump him, I'll be "Wanda the Bitch." Well, you always want what you don't got, and it's a cycle—happy-sad-happy-sad. And in the end we all fall.
My heart is broken
I'm lying here
My thoughts are choking
On you, my dear
Wanda lied on her bed, filling out applications once more for being a godparent. If only she knew how hard this would be, she would have taken easier classes at CPPHS. She knew with her grades and AP classes, she was right in line for valedictorian.
On one of the applications, a question was "What are your thoughts on love-related things? Do you believe in granting wishes for temporary happiness with your godchild and their crush/significant other? Please explain."
Wanda set down her applications and burst into tears. She was so sick of hearing about love! It was only temporary, love was only temporary, everything that had felt so real the past three years now felt like a huge lie! She was only lying to herself when she tried to tell herself she loved Wandissimo. Every lie was like a knife stabbing her, yelling, "You know better! You deserve better! Quit doing this to yourself!" She had no energy lately, dark circles under her eyes because she couldn't get to sleep at night, her heart was broken.
Something had to end. Her misery, for sure. But to stop misery, you have to stop what's causing the misery, which would point to Wandissimo. And Wanda wasn't sure if she could just let him go now.
On you, my dear
If she let Wandissimo go, who would she go to? Coconut she knew for sure would be there for her no matter what, and also Starlight. Plus, there were the girls at school who were sweethearts and nice to everybody.
If she graduated high school as an average girl, though, she wouldn't care as much. Popularity was getting old, anyway.
On you, my dear.
Boyfriends weren't supposed to make you worry this much at all, Wanda thought. There's something I've just gotta do now, more than ever.
Together—it doesn't feel right at all
Together—together we've built a wall
Together—holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
If we're over, I guess maybe I'll get myself together. That'll be one less thing to worry about. Plus, I've got really soon before I go to the Fairy Academy to become a fairy godparent. And, when I'm godparenting I'll be so busing with my child that I'll have no time for Wandissimo, or any boyfriend. So I know that sooner or later this is going to happen.
When I'm around you, when I'm around you
I don't feel together, I don't feel together, no
(Together) When I'm around you
(Together) When I'm around you
(Together) I don't feel together, no
(Together) I don't feel together…
I've gotta end this ASAP.
(A/N: Over-emotional? I thought so. I wrote this last year, though, so I might change it. Plus I want info on how Wanda and Cosmo became friends, so later on I'll probably add a chapter about that before this one. Anyway sorry again for the wait, sorry for all the obnoxious stuff in the beginning—ah, why am I apologizing? People say I'm too hard on myself, always being the martyr…anyway R/R and THANKS A TON! LUV YOU ALL!)
♥McKenna♥
