Just Another Regualar Monday
Disclaimer: I do not own of the In a Heartbeat characters. Shame I would have fun with them.
Anyway I own nothing, but the idea for this story.
Summary: This is a future fic about Caite, Jaime, Val, and Tyler. It starts off in 2004 and then into 2012. So
this is probably going to be a long fic. If you have any suggestions just email me or put it in
your review.
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Caite Roth sat on a bench in the middle of her college campus. She was tired and she felt dirty,
her mother came in from Kingsport and made a fit about her room. She hated the way her mother
could make her feel so inadequate. It wasn't like Martha had done anything special in her life
or anything, but the way she made Caite see herself was horrid. Martha took pride in making her
daughter feel like trash. It made her feel a little less depressed. She loved her 21 year old
daughter, but Caite just reminded her so much of herself. And the more Caite became defiant and
different the more she saw of herself.
Val was in a hurry to class. It was one of her toughest...pre-med. But she saw her bestfriend
and practically sister sitting on a bench wiping her eyes half heartedly. She knew Martha had
come by the way Caite sat. It wasn't so obvious that someone who hadn't known her long would
notice it was just something her and Caite had come up with when they had moved to college 3
years ago. She knew if she was late Proffesor Hopkins was going to have a cow, but if she didn't
help her best friend she wouldn't be able to concentrate on the subject anyway. So she walked
over to the bench slowly and asked Caite if the seat was taken.
"Only if you're happy and in a good mood then you can go away. Only lonely hearts allowed on this
bench." Caite sighed inwardly, she knew Val was supposed to be in class and she needed to study
for the exam that was comming up in that class, but she needed her. Martha made her feel like she
was nothing. She knew her mother's past and everything that went with it. But she had always
thought when she was little that her and her mother would always have a close relationship. That
was true till her dad died last winter. Her mom came up for a visit and lashed all her anger out
on Caite. She still had the bruise on her chest. Only Val and Jaime knew about that, and the
young woman was determined to keep it that way. Turning her mother into the authorities was not a
good idea. It would mean hurting all her siblings, all five of them. So, Caite would keep it in
and try her best at living like she always had.
"What about if it's your best friend and she wants to help you? Can she stay?"
"Yeah I guess she can. I thought you had class today."
"I do, but you're more important today."
"You mean I'm not everyday. I'm offended, Val Linear.
"Caite if you need to talk about it I'm here, you know that."
"But?"
"No but's just love for a friend."
"You and your psch classes." Caite said with dramatic disgust.
"Yeah I know, I'm wacked, but I was normal till I met you."
"No harm there." The young woman tried hard to hide the pain, and for now she would try to be
herself no matter how painful it was. She missed her father and the woman she had known as her
mother. Even though one lived they weren't the same person. Her mom used to be the kind of mother
everyone wanted; the one that baked the cookies, the one that went to all the PTA meetings no
matter what, the same one that was always soo supportive. No her mother had changed into a cold
spiteful woman that loved no one and was afriad to live. That was the mother she had now, but she
would never let anyone know the fear she had of becoming the same woman later in life.
"You wanna go get some coffee or something?"
"Val you don't drink coffee."
"I can try."
"Yeah uh-huh.....Yeah let's go get something and then go see Jaime and Tyler."
"Sounds good to me, Caite."
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Jaime Waitte grabbed a Coke from his and Tyler's small portable, okay cheap, refridgarator and
walked into thier living area. He was going to finally going to watch his highschool graduation.
It was three years ago, but he had never wanted to see it till Val had said something about what
Caite had said to the camera. She had said it would be worth him looking at. So, here he was
sitting on thier dark blue couch turning on the ancient VCR that went along great with everything
in the room that was also ancient. Tyler had said why the heck haven't you watched it yet. He
had been on his way out to football practice. That was one of the things he hated about Tyler,
was that he never quit being Mr. Superhero. It must be in his blood or something, Jaime thought
to himself.
He turned the volume up to hear the tape that would change his life........
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Sorry it's short. Would you please review and tell me what you think and if you like it. I
really enjoy reading all the reviews I got from my other stories, so please give me your
two-pence. Thanks!
my email address is
painter_416@hotmail.com
if you wanna give me any suggestions or anything.
Disclaimer: I do not own of the In a Heartbeat characters. Shame I would have fun with them.
Anyway I own nothing, but the idea for this story.
Summary: This is a future fic about Caite, Jaime, Val, and Tyler. It starts off in 2004 and then into 2012. So
this is probably going to be a long fic. If you have any suggestions just email me or put it in
your review.
****************************************************************
Caite Roth sat on a bench in the middle of her college campus. She was tired and she felt dirty,
her mother came in from Kingsport and made a fit about her room. She hated the way her mother
could make her feel so inadequate. It wasn't like Martha had done anything special in her life
or anything, but the way she made Caite see herself was horrid. Martha took pride in making her
daughter feel like trash. It made her feel a little less depressed. She loved her 21 year old
daughter, but Caite just reminded her so much of herself. And the more Caite became defiant and
different the more she saw of herself.
Val was in a hurry to class. It was one of her toughest...pre-med. But she saw her bestfriend
and practically sister sitting on a bench wiping her eyes half heartedly. She knew Martha had
come by the way Caite sat. It wasn't so obvious that someone who hadn't known her long would
notice it was just something her and Caite had come up with when they had moved to college 3
years ago. She knew if she was late Proffesor Hopkins was going to have a cow, but if she didn't
help her best friend she wouldn't be able to concentrate on the subject anyway. So she walked
over to the bench slowly and asked Caite if the seat was taken.
"Only if you're happy and in a good mood then you can go away. Only lonely hearts allowed on this
bench." Caite sighed inwardly, she knew Val was supposed to be in class and she needed to study
for the exam that was comming up in that class, but she needed her. Martha made her feel like she
was nothing. She knew her mother's past and everything that went with it. But she had always
thought when she was little that her and her mother would always have a close relationship. That
was true till her dad died last winter. Her mom came up for a visit and lashed all her anger out
on Caite. She still had the bruise on her chest. Only Val and Jaime knew about that, and the
young woman was determined to keep it that way. Turning her mother into the authorities was not a
good idea. It would mean hurting all her siblings, all five of them. So, Caite would keep it in
and try her best at living like she always had.
"What about if it's your best friend and she wants to help you? Can she stay?"
"Yeah I guess she can. I thought you had class today."
"I do, but you're more important today."
"You mean I'm not everyday. I'm offended, Val Linear.
"Caite if you need to talk about it I'm here, you know that."
"But?"
"No but's just love for a friend."
"You and your psch classes." Caite said with dramatic disgust.
"Yeah I know, I'm wacked, but I was normal till I met you."
"No harm there." The young woman tried hard to hide the pain, and for now she would try to be
herself no matter how painful it was. She missed her father and the woman she had known as her
mother. Even though one lived they weren't the same person. Her mom used to be the kind of mother
everyone wanted; the one that baked the cookies, the one that went to all the PTA meetings no
matter what, the same one that was always soo supportive. No her mother had changed into a cold
spiteful woman that loved no one and was afriad to live. That was the mother she had now, but she
would never let anyone know the fear she had of becoming the same woman later in life.
"You wanna go get some coffee or something?"
"Val you don't drink coffee."
"I can try."
"Yeah uh-huh.....Yeah let's go get something and then go see Jaime and Tyler."
"Sounds good to me, Caite."
********************************************************************
Jaime Waitte grabbed a Coke from his and Tyler's small portable, okay cheap, refridgarator and
walked into thier living area. He was going to finally going to watch his highschool graduation.
It was three years ago, but he had never wanted to see it till Val had said something about what
Caite had said to the camera. She had said it would be worth him looking at. So, here he was
sitting on thier dark blue couch turning on the ancient VCR that went along great with everything
in the room that was also ancient. Tyler had said why the heck haven't you watched it yet. He
had been on his way out to football practice. That was one of the things he hated about Tyler,
was that he never quit being Mr. Superhero. It must be in his blood or something, Jaime thought
to himself.
He turned the volume up to hear the tape that would change his life........
**********************************************************************************************
Sorry it's short. Would you please review and tell me what you think and if you like it. I
really enjoy reading all the reviews I got from my other stories, so please give me your
two-pence. Thanks!
my email address is
painter_416@hotmail.com
if you wanna give me any suggestions or anything.