6-21-01- Shooting Star
I think I got my inspiration back. After doing all those shorts, (ER, Weezer, Offspring, and Orgy) I have finally found reason to start
again. As promised earlier, I have
started naming each chapter after a song. This one is after Bad Company's 'Shooting Star'.
"This
one 'ere's quite a beauty! She'll be
sure to love it for all of 'er years!" Haggis told them. Josh crinkled
his nose. "It's really… old." He said. Haggis smiled. "Aye. 'tis. You're the sort that fancy a more modern effect to yer lives." He said, a twinkle in his blue eyes. "Well, I've got just the thing for ye!" He said, pulling out a white gold ring with
three small diamonds on it. It wasn't
the traditional one stoner, rather being more of a modern ring. Josh smiled. "It's perfect." He said,
running a hand through his blond locks. "Alright. Van Helgen!" He said. "Help this 'ere gentleman with his purchase, while I attend to this lad
here." He said to Van Helgen. He turned back to Joey. "Now, what are you interested in?"
Dave
smiled to himself. He was in charge of
a life for two short years, and he had been put back to a better life. As the Everclear song says, 'I will
never be safe
I will never be sane, I will always be weird inside, I will always be
lame.' This was true for the both of
them, who had similar pasts. Joey was
already following in Dave's footsteps, by being accepted into a Medical
School--- In Chicago. Okay, so things
were a little bit different. Joey had a
steady girlfriend that was clearly more to him than his very life. Dave still didn't have that. He and Chen… They didn't work out. They had found that it was much easier being friends than it was being
lovers. Dave was once again
lonely. But he didn't care. He had a son that loved him more than
anything, and that's all that really mattered to him.
A knock at the door brought him out of his dreaming. He stood up and walked to the door, opening it. There was a short redhead, about 5'4, standing there. Her hair fell in curls everywhere. She wore an old, ragged pair of jeans and an Aerosmith shirt. He smiled, not knowing what to say. "Hi. I'm Carla, and I just moved in from down the hall." There was a loud crash and the sounds of breaking glass from the apartment down the hall. "FUCK!" A pair of voices, one male, one female, yelled. Carla sighed. "What did you two break this time?" She shouted. "Uhhh… Nothing?" The male voice said. "Rivers, you're lying…" She muttered. She then remembered Dave. "Sorry. My children and I are trying to move in, and I need to borrow a wrench to fix the damn sink." She said. Dave smiled. "Sure thing." He said, inviting her in. She stepped in while he stepped on top of a few boxes on the floor near a closet. "Why doesn't a woman like yourself keep a pile of tools with you?" He asked. "My bastard husband got the tools, house, Truck, everything…" She said. "Ouch." Dave replied, searching around. Just then, the boxes suddenly gave way and sent Dave crashing to the floor. "SonofamotherfuckingBITCH!" He said. She knelt by his side. "Are you okay?" She asked. Dave nodded. "Hold on, let me be sure." She said, beginning to feel places on his side, neck, and head. "Does this hurt?" She asked. "No." He replied. She repeated it a few times. Finally she allowed him to move, and he stood up. She was already up. "You know a lot about taking care of people." He commented. "Yeah. I'm a doctor." She replied. Dave's heart damn near stopped. "No Shit." He said. She cocked her head. "What?" He then tried to make up for it. "No, I mean, no shit. I mean, Oh God Damnit! I do this every freaking time I meet a beautiful woman, and… I've said too much." He said. She smiled. "No, you haven't fucked up. And, you were going to tell me something?" She hinted. "Oh yeah. I'm also a doctor. Dave Malucci." He said, extending his hand. "Carla Stev- er. Carla McEverly." She said. He smiled, shaking her hand. "So, here's your wrench, and if you need any help, remember, I'm here." He said. She smiled. "Sure thing." She said, turning and walking out the door. There was another Crash, followed by Carla yelling, "Jaby!" Dave smiled. Yep. Definitely kids. Definitely his thing.
"So, ye like this one, do ye?" Haggis asked, referring to the huge diamond that he had picked out. It was the biggest he had ever seen, and he knew that it would look perfect on Alex's fingers. He grinned. "Yeah!" He said. "Now, this comes Curse-Free, or your money back." Haggis said. This alarmed Joey, but he pushed it away. "This 'ere's the payment plan, and I 'ope that you'll sign right 'ere." He said. Joey did, and then he took the ring. "Thank you, Haggis!" He said, walking over to Josh who now held his ring. "Ready to surprise our chicks?" He asked, Josh shook his head. "I'll ask much later, like in the park, or something. You know how girls want something romantic…" Joey smiled. "You mean kinda like sex when you're older…" Josh looked down. Joey smiled. "Oh, no! I didn't mean it that way, I really didn't…" Joey began. Josh looked up. "It's okay." He said. You see, Josh's father left him at a very young age. He wasn't quite seven when his dad skipped out on him, leaving him as the man of the house. The first time he heard 'Father of Mine' it hit him so hard that he actually cried. Joey had helped him deal with it, by just telling him his story about life with his dad. Josh and Joey quickly became the best of friends; as if they'd been companions since birth, even though they'd only met a couple of years ago. The pair broke out of their memory trip and then walked to the music store where they had grouped together. Josh had really baggy pants on, so they hid the rings in the pockets. They casually smiled, which caused their girlfriends to believe that something was up. They just smiled and walked out of the store together.
Later that night, Josh and Tara were walking along the lake. They had taken off their shoes and were walking the lake barefoot. They held each other's hands silently, occasionally looking up and smiling. Finally they reached a grassy park that was there and they sat down on a bench. He sat next to her and brushed her hair out of her face, and kissed her cheek softly. He slid off the bench and onto his knees. "Tara, will you, um… marry me?" He asked, realizing that he was blushing. Tara looked down at him. She didn't know what to say. If she said yes, her parents might be mad at her. If she said no, she'd always wonder what if… She sat up straight, took a deep breath and said, "Yes." He smiled and picked her up and pranced her about in the air. Tara leaned up and kissed him gently. "Joey's in on this too, isn't he?" She asked. He nodded, kissing her nose. She smiled. Life certainly was good.
Dave settled back into his chair and looked out the window. He had met a girl today, but she had two teenage kids! That meant she was older, or she started younger. There was another knock on the door. There was a teenage boy with thick glasses, and clothes that dated back to the 70's. He had short brown hair and was rather small compared to Dave. (He looks like Rivers Cuomo from Weezer) "Hey! You're Rivers, right?" Dave asked. (Author's Note: As If you didn't see that coming!) Rivers nodded. "Yeah. My mom sent me down here to ask your help." He said, shyly. Dave smiled. "Be right there." He said. He ran down the hall and saw Carla under the sink. "Hey, Carla. What's the problem?" He asked. "FUCKING SINK!" She snarled. He got down and pulled her out. He grabbed the wrench and pulled it to tighten the thing she was trying to. She smiled. "Strong and handsome! How nice, right kids?" She asked. The girl looked at Dave. "Mo-om! You just got divorced! How can you want to date already?" Jaby asked, flipping her long hair out of her face. "Jaby." Carla warned. Jaby smiled and went back to the room she had to share with her brother. Rivers also smiled meekly and walked out into his room, leaving the two out alone.
Carla smiled at Dave. "So… Where are you from?" She asked, causing them to laugh. "Originally from Brooklyn. Moved here when I was like 10 or 11." He said. She smiled. "Cool. I'm from California. I moved here upon the finalization of my divorce." She said. Dave smiled. "That bad, huh?" He asked. She nodded. "Would you like to go get coffee sometime?" She asked, nervously running a hand through her hair. He smiled and nodded. "Wait. Let me get this straight. You, a hot chick, is asking me, the world's biggest pain in the ass, out on a date?" He asked. She nodded. "Hell yeah." He told her.
That night—
Joey was driving his truck, with Alex sitting in the passenger seat. Alex didn't know where they were going, and the blindfold he'd placed on her didn't help one bit. He said that it was supposed to be a surprise. Alex knew that he was corny in this respect, but he was trying to be romantic, and this was. He finally slowed down and he got out of the truck and ran over to Alex's door. He gently led her out and onto a sandy beach. He untied the bandanna over her eyes and she smiled. It was perfect. He'd spread a blanket out on the lakeshore and he led her over to it. She sat down on the blanket and looked at him. He wrapped an arm around her and kissed her cheek. She smiled and settled her face into his shoulder. He leaned back and pulled her on top of him, allowing them to stare into the stars. They lay there together, just looking into the stars and reflecting on their lives, when finally he pulled the velvet box out of his pocket. He opened it. "Alley Cat, I know that I'm not the best person in the world to be with, and I know that the next few years will be pretty rough, with college and all, but will you marry me anyway?" He asked, looking directly into her eyes. She smiled and nodded with tears in her eyes. "Of course I will!" She said, hugging him tight. This was going to be a night to remember. He pulled her up and started his car. The stereo began to play 'Kiss from a Rose' and the couple began to dance the night away.
2 months later-
Josh and Joey and Alex and… Tara had decided on getting married in one ceremony. The four of them were the absolute best friends, and Trent and Jesse were the best men. They had chosen a remote park by the lakeshore, and had a huge bash with their friends and family there. They had decided on getting married there, as they did not want a traditional church wedding due to Joey and Alex's belief in a different church. Josh and Tara were Christian, so they all got married in a Wiccan and a Christian ceremony. It was expensive, but worth it.
Josh and Joey each had decided on going to school to be doctors. They had been accepted into UIC College of Medicine, which allowed them to be near home. Trent and Jesse had chosen to try and get somewhere with their band. Zoë went to California to be an actress. Tara went to a local college to become a teacher. Alex also went to a Chicago school to study microbiology.
Dave and Carla got married a year later. They had one child together, which they named Selena. Her children became Dave's children, and vice versa. Carla got a job in the ER with her husband, making jokes a little bit harder for Dave.
Once Joey graduated, he immediately got a job at Cook County General, right alongside his father. He always tried to out joke his father, and Dave tried to outdo Joey. Josh also got a job at County, but he wasn't in the ER, instead preferring to work in the Oncology area.
Alex got pregnant a year before Joey's graduation. She gave birth to twins; Kyle and Jessica. Tara too got pregnant, although it was a year before Alex did. She suffered a miscarriage, but before long, she got pregnant again and had a baby boy, Jesse. Life went on as usual, and the group that was friends then are still friends even today. So they have a couple of kids, and jobs, houses, responsibilities… They're still friends!
Lame ending, I know, but I've lost passion for this story. I mean, I like it, but the antics in the story are often based on events in my life at school. I mean, I've had pregnant friends, drunken friends, and a lot of the characters are based on real people in my life. Josh, Alex, Tara, Jesse, and Jaby are based on friends in my life. I'll be starting on another fic soon, but it will be a KoRn fic. I'll also start on an ER fic, but… I haven't many ideas yet. What do you guys think of a Weezer/ER/Everclear fic rolled up into one? LoL, J/K. Sort of. Well, tell me what you thought, and all that stuff, and I'll be going now….
Oh yeah. At the end of my stories now, I'll put in quotes from my friends. Yes, they really said this stuff, in case you wonder.
Andy (Referring to a stripper named 'Candy' but getting rather… confused.)
-I'm Andy's Candy!
(We took that
in two senses, btw…. :-)