So sorry dears, I've been a bit busy as of late, but I'am hoping the inspiration faerie will hit me and I will back on a roll soon.

Oh. My. Gigabyte. I messed up when posting this chapter and forgot a large portion of it, so embarrassed and sorry about that ditz moment.


Chapter Twelve: Cryin


Nov. 30th 1988 - 9:25 AM - Starlight Mansion; Los Angeles, California

Jerrica's P.O.V.

It was a busy and hectic morning as the girls scrambled to get ready for school, there had been a slight delay earlier that same morning since the snow had been unexpected, even with as little as they had gotten.

All eleven girls were hustling out the front door in sneakers, overstuffed backpacks, and light jackets. Aja was the one driving them to school today, it was supposed to be Jerrica that morning, but she was still resting after being released from the hospital two days ago. Being the busy body that she is she couldn't stand being cooped up in her room all day, she was now sitting on the living room sofa with a soft bay blue throw blanket, a cup of coffee, and a stack of important documents lying on the coffee table.

Jerrica lay stretched out with her back propped up with a fluffy pillow. As for the rest of the household; Jodie was cleaning the kitchen, Jem and Kimber were still sleeping-the latter recovering from a hangover-and Shana was working on her spring fashion line that she was going to debut in Milan with Danielle's sponsorship.

Rio had stopped by forty-five minutes ago and with a kiss and 'hello' to her he holed himself up in the guest-house-turned-workshop with Synergy. He had drawn up an idea and wanted to get started building it before all his other projects started to pile up. He feels the holiday season will help him play catch up with all of his half done inventions. She took a sip of her coffee before shuffling through a few of the papers next to her, shaking off the sleepy feeling that tried to pull her into nodding off.

"Good morning California! It's quite the Christmas Miracle as many woken up to a 'Snowy Surprise'." A brunette woman chirped on the tv.

"That's right Eleanor, It has been awhile since California has seen snow on the ground, I know I was." A dark haired grinned wide with large pearly whites.

"They are too perky for so early in the morning." Jerrica turned her head to the entryway of the living room to see her sister Jem, her real name is Jessica, she hates being called by her real name.

"Some people are just earlier risers, they get paid quite handsomely too. I can see why they wouldn't mind waking so early looking energized." Jerrica smiled wryly.

Jem shuffled in with her fluffy pink robe and settled into the arm chair at the end of the sofa. Her long blond hair tucked into a silk cap and face clear of make-up, she looked like the average young American woman just waking up on a slow weekend.

"How are you feeling?" Jem asked.

Jerrica shrugged. "I'm doing better now that I'm not in the hospital, what about you? I know this took a toll on you guys as well."

"I guess I'm alright." Jem spoke somberly.

"Are you sure?" Jerrica frowned.

"Yeah."

Even if she knew something had upset her sister and wanted to help her she also knew her sister was as stubborn as bull when it came to her private life, she can be very secretive. Ususally letting her come around on her own works out better in Jerrica's favor, Jem and Kimber can turn defensive if pressed to far.

"Mornin' guys!" Kimber skipped into the room fully dressed and bursting with energy in a white sweater, blue jean jacket, blue jeans, and high tops.

"Morning." Her sisters replied with less enthusiasm.

"How ya feelin Jer?" Kimber sat on the arm rest near Jerrica's feet and beamed down at her sister.

"I'm fine Kimber, what's got you so chipper this morning?"

Kimber brightened even further and bounced in her spot. "I just laid the last few tracks of my album 'Blaze' and the pros are putting the finishing touches on it. I'm thinking of releasing it in the summer and I'm already starting on a new album and just finished the last two finale songs for Jem and The Holograms upcoming farewell concert."

"That's great Kim! You've sure been busy." Jerrica smiled.

"I know right? Then Raya has already booked a center in her neighborhood for the Christmas event we're hosting and Aja got all the decorations shipped in and Shana was able to get a few acts to come in and even a few from Starlight Music to perform. Than Jem had called Lin-Z and Tavis Porter to do a show and get the word out to the masses, it's so outrageously amazing! So many people are donating and helping out for this cause and Raya is practically on cloud nine!" Kimber clapped her hands together.

"I can't wait to see the end result." Jerrica said. "Is Raya hosting?"

"I'm not sure I think she wanted Jem to do it." Kimber shrugged.

"I think Raya should host, it is her event and idea. The honor should be hers."

"I agree, she worked hard for this and I'm not going to take credit or the spotlight for this." Jem nodded.

"I think that's a great idea!" Kimber beamed. "Welp, I' m meeting Sean for a quick brunch, See ya!"

Jerrica watched as her youngest sister fluttered out of the room. "I guess they're back 'on' again."

"At least someone's relationship is still intact." Jem huffed.

Jerrica frowned. "Is there something going on with you and Damien?"

Jem just glanced at her before getting up to leave the room.

"o... kay?"


Dec. 1st 1988 - 12:25 AM - New Terrace Penthouse, San Francisco, California

Jem's P.O.V.

Jem sighed as she looked up at the tall sleek building that will, is her new home.

She hadn't told her sisters yet that she was moving out of the mansion and living on her own, nor did she tell them that she was offered a modeling gig. There were many things she never told her family and friends because she never felt comfortable with shedding too much of herself for others to see. Exposing herself and showing so much weakness made her feel vulnerable and she never wanted to feel that way again and she hasn't, not since her father had passed. That was why she and Damien were having trouble now, it was hard for her to be open with him and it frustrated him.

She couldn't blame him, she had a lot of trust issues that started to really form after her mother had died in that crash right in front of her family. Everyone had mourned differently after that tragic day.

Her father buried himself in work, She had pushed everyone out, Aja and Shana had cried their hearts out, Kimber was glued to their father's side at all times, and Jerrica had withdrawn from the whole house and locked herself inside her room for a whole month.

After awhile everyone came together because we couldn't function as a broken machine, we needed each other at that time.

Maybe it was time for her to lean on her sisters or at the very least Damien and clear the air of all this negative energy. She isn't stupid, she knows there is a deep strain in her family after what happened four years ago even the girls feel it.

Jem doesn't want to lose all those that she cares for.

With her hair blowing lightly around her shoulders and her electric pink strap heels she stepped inside her new address with her back straight and confidence in her strides.


Dec. 1st 1988 - 1:45 PM - Stinger Sound, Los Angeles, California

Stormer's P.O.V.

"You're gonna what?!" Pizzazz narrowed her too green eyes at the youngest band member.

The tall thin woman was wearing a sleek black leather jacket, a cheetah print crop, a black skirt and knee high boots, Pizzazz wore a gold snake ring with purple gems for eyes on her middle finger. Behind the intimidating leader of the Misfits were Jetta and Roxy, the Afro-European was dressed in black and black jeans, a dark blue leather jacket, black ankle boots, and a black spaghetti strap, with large sparkly blue triangle earrings. Roxy was wearing grey jeans, a orange bomber jacket with brown stripes on it, fuchsia pink strap heels, and a green halter underneath. While Stormer was wearing a brown leather jacket with sandy brown fringe on the edges and around the hood with cute little round ears attached, black ruffled dress with gold leggings, and taupe colored heels with three jelly bracelets on her left ankle.

The quartet had just finished their photo shoot for their album cover, 'Jungle Fever', when Stormer informed them of her decision to look for her parents.

And of course it wasn't received too well.

"That sounds a bit dangerous love." Jetta frowned.

"I know, but this is what I really want. My parents have been gone for months and I don't want to end up waiting years and years to find out what happened to them."

"Do you think they're dead?" Roxy asked.

"That's what I need to find out, so I' m going to be researching where my parents were last seen and after Raya's Starlight Christmas Dr. I'll see if I can track them down before Christmas, but you guys have to promise not to tell Craig." Stormer practically begged.

"And have him breathing down my neck? Hell no." Pizzazz stamped her foot down for emphasis.

"You're talking about going to a jungle, storm. The kind that Hollywood producers fantasize about, to go looking for your parents who may not be there or just be dead." Roxy said bluntly.

"Can you at least stop saying it like I'm going to die?"

"But you could." The platinum blond pointed out.

"You guys," Stormer sighed. "It's not like I'm going to intentionally put my life in danger."

"Might as well." Pizzazz scoffed.

Roxy yelled. "Craig's going to kill you!"

"Tone it down a bit, yank." Jetta scowled, holding her ear.

"Are you sure you thought this over?" Pizzazz asked. "Because this honestly doesn't sound thought over to me!"

"I've traveled the world before and I know how to get around in 'tough terrain', I guess..."

"Really? You guess?!" Roxy rubbed her hands on her face.

"Rwoxy! I want chawclate!" Steven's voice suddenly cut through the four women.

"Why does he talk like that? I heard him talk perfectly fine just the other day!" Pizzazz crossed her arms shaking her duo colored head.

"He only does that when he wants something or for suckers like Stormer." Roxy jabbed her dumb towards said 'sucker'.

"What? I'm not a 'sucker'!" She immediately protested.

"Yeah you are." Jetta snickered.

"Every time he flashes those big pretty blue eyes of his and starts talking like he's two, you melt for him. Jerrica, Shana, and Raya all do the same thing and he even got to Aja once." Roxy scoffed.

"I mean... it's not like-look-ugh, I guess." She huffed.

The older women laughed at her.

"Roxy!"

"Hold on brat!" Roxy stomped out the room.

When she was gone Jetta frowned at Stormer again. "You should prob'bly take this up with your brother, dove. Somethin' tells me it won't be a pretty sight if you ambush him with this."

"And no one wants an angry Craig on their hands." Pizzazz shivered.

"Ain't that the truth." Stormer nodded.


The countdown continues and I'm not sure Stormer is going to be telling Craig until it's too late.
Ciao!