I apologize profusely for the lack of updates. I might not update until
after Christmas. I'm just wondering you know...for my first chapter I had
what? 7 reviews and now for the other chapters I only get maximum of 3
reviews. Usually by Dana, Nicci and Cake Eater. Come on...what was that
old saying again? An author lives for his reviewers? Okay..so I made that
up but even if it sucks, would it really hurt ya'al to click that button
and just type "It sucks" . Though I would prefer the opposite, honesty is
the best policy right? Anyways, good reviews make the author feel all
snuggly and warm (hint hint). Anyways.......
Rated PG-13 for occasional cussing. If you have troubles with ..um....words that you rarely hear during civilized conversations, I suggest you hit the back button. Most of the scenes in here just don't cut it for "Oh Phooey" or "Gee Whiz".
Erm...thanks to my reviewers or shall I say reviewer? Oh and again, I changed my title. I won't stop changing until I find "the one". I really need your help people. I'm drawing blank up here. I went over Cruel Intention's soundtrack and got "Coming Up From Behind" by Marcy Playground. So I was reading through and old article of "Teens all about you" and they were saying that they originally planned to name Cruel Intentions; Cruel Inventions. Erm...and they wanted to name Can't hardly wait; The Party and lot's more but I can't remember. I don't really like Cruel Inventions so I'm going to follow Christina's suggestion and change it to "Sexual Provocation" for the time being. Please, I'm on my knees for ideas. I don't really like writing scenes on Kathryn and Connie so forgive me because I will write mostly about Julie. I don't know why, every time I sit to type out on Kathryn I'm like "Urgh" though I adore her in the movie.
Trans meaning Translation.
Uhh..how do you make the writing bold and italic? Every time I upload it, it goes back to the same way.
Chapter Five: The Hard Stuff
"You, you do that thing you do, you breaking my heart into a million pieces, like you always do...." Julie heard the song "That Thing You Do" by The Wonders being played in the loudest volume downstairs and she was surprised the house didn't vibrate. Her father liked to entertain her mother by playing her favorite song "That Thing You Do" and giving her feet massages. That was Julie's cue to stay upstairs in her room. It was too disgusting to go downstairs.
She took out her Michelle Branch CD and replaced it with John Mayer's Room for Squares. She turned it up really loud to drown the music downstairs. It was 20 minutes since she hung up on Sebastian and she gave up any hope of studying her American History since her heartbeat hadn't slowed down at all. She barely listened as John Mayer sang the first song of the track "No Such Thing". In fact, she barely listened to all of the songs until the 5th track, her favorite song, Your Body Is a Wonderland.
We've got this afternoon,
You've got this room for two,
One thing I've left to do,
Discover me
Discovering you.
One mile through every inch of,
Your skin like porcelain,
One pair of candy lips,
And your bubblegum tongue,
Because if you want love,
We'll make it,
Swimming a deep sea,
Of blankets,
Take all your big plans,
And break it,
This is bound to be awhile,
Your body is a wonderland.
Automatically naughty visions of her and Sebastian crossed her mind. She shook her head forcefully and clasp her two hands together in a praying motion.
"Dear God, save me from this sin. Vanish all this hideous thoughts from my head....and make it a reality. No no no, I mean just vanish it all right. Amen."
Julie sighed and close her eyes.
****************
Kathryn sat Indian Style on her canopy bed leafing through her flashy address book. One slim, long, manicured finger fingered through some names longer than usual. After Connie left exclaiming "It's past by bedtime" Kathryn had sat on her bed as she planned everything carefully. Nothing could go wrong. She had to get her revenge. Now all was left to do is to make a few phone calls and kill a few birds with one big stone.
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The Next Morning.
"Why?" Julie asked herself. When she woke up this morning, surprisingly, the world felt....calm.
"And I didn't even meditate." She told herself and she....giggled? Luckily she caught herself before another giggle escaped.
She shuddered. She? Julie Kat Gaffney giggling? What was the world coming too? She even woke up an hour earlier. She took a long shower. She even used her mother's strawberry bath gel and kiwi shampoo!!!!
Julie felt so...girly and feminine and so.....right.
"Stop it, this is ridiculous." She told herself but she couldn't stop the grinning. She put her John Mayer CD in her stereo and pressed "Repeat Track 5. 10 times". So the song Your Body Is a Wonderland kept playing.
On normal days, she would have just went to school in what she was wearing when she fell asleep but today...today...she showered.. with fruit gels! And it wasn't even disgusting. Julie did her normal 20 sit ups and rifled through her closet.
Confusion filled her when she cursed herself for not having anything decent to wear.
"Stop it" She cried to herself. After she banged her head on the wall 5 times, the bunny and marshmallow clouds disappeared, she felt a whole lot better. More of her spit fire self with just....a calmer aura.
She slipped on a pair of black jeans that showed off her figure well without being too obvious and a red off shoulder top. To other girls, the outfit will look normal but to Julie, she felt she was too dressed up, like to the prom or something. So she took off the top and replaced it with a loose black t-shirt that had "Miss Cheviots" written on it with cursive words a silhouetted picture of a sexy devil.
She pulled her hair in a ponytail, grabbed her bag went downstairs, stopped long enough to waffle down 3 blueberry pancakes and a glass of milk, slip on her roller blades and lock the door. The cool breeze hit her face as she skated faster. She put on her headphones and pressed PLAY. Nothing happened. Frowning, she pressed eject only to realize there was no CD in it. She stuffed it back.
"Oh well, at least I can concentrate on smelling the flowers." She thought. A groan escaped her lips. What was up with her today? A part of her felt giddy and a part of her felt like hurling from being too close to someone who is this giddy.
As she skated she saw poor old Mrs. Hannigan trying to cross the road with a grocery bag. She skated towards Mrs. Hannigan.
"Here Mrs. Hannigan, let me help you." She tried to take the brown bag away but Mrs. Hannigan just hit her with her walking stick.
"Go away. You're Julie Gaffney, the neighborhood terror." Julie laughed genuinely and just grabbed the bag.
"I said I'll help you." She practically yanked Mrs. Hannigan across the road.
"You're welcome." She handed Mrs. Hannigan back her grocery bag and skated towards school leaving the poor stunned women alone. She began humming the song "Shine" by Vanessa Amorosi.
"You can close your eyes...and hope that when you open em' you've got a brand new life, you can try, you can try." She sang as she turned the combination of her lock. She took out her notebook for her French subject feeling slightly disappointed, Sebastian wasn't in his class. The bell rang just as she took her seat. The teacher took a glance around and started writing their names in the seating chart. She turned to look to her right and found Kathryn Montgomery sitting straight, her face blank looking in front. She made the school's tacky uniform look stylish and classy. Kathryn had her hands clasp and on the table.
Julie knew Kathryn is Sebastian's bitchy and snobby step sister.
"Must run in the family." She told herself though she didn't quite believe it. Julie listened as Madame Volton told them to get to know your neighbor in French and by the end of the class she was going to pick out the partners randomly to go in front and say what they've learnt. It will be graded. Since she was sitting by the wall she guessed her neighbor would have to be Kathryn. She gave her an obvious fake smile but Kathryn didn't even bother to return the deed.
"Je'mapple Kathryn Montgomery." She said formally.
"Julie Gaffney." She said in a nonchalant tone.
Silence. Julie decided to take the first move. She consulted her French dictionary. (a/n: I have my French dictionary with me but it can be wrong so...don't sue)
"So uh...Je ne sais pas le dire en anglais." Julie began stuttering slightly. (trans:I don't know how to say it in french)
Kathryn smirk.
"Tant pis. Ce n'est pas une catastrophe." She said fluently. Frowning, Julie flipped through her dictionary trying to make sense what Kathryn had just said. (Trans: Too bad. It's not the end of the world.)
When Julie finally figured out what Kathryn was saying, she scowled. Too bad she couldn't find what she really wanted to say in the dictionary so she kept it to simple words.
"Comme tu voudras, Kathryn. Comme to voudras." (Trans: Anything you say Kathryn. Anything) Kathryn rolled her eyes and studied her nails.
"Look Kathryn, I know you don't give a damn about the grades but I do." Kathryn didn't even acknowledge her. Sighing, Julie flipped through the dictionary again.
"Vous avez deja mange des cuisses de grenouilles?" Julie asked. (Trans: Have you ever tasted frogs' legs?) Without looking up from her nails Kathryn answered.
"Oui." (Trans: Yes)
So she was listening. Julie took this as an opportunity to start a conversation.
"On dit que c'est tres bon." (Trans: It's supposed to be very good.)
Silence. Julie cast a look at Kathryn. Kathryn had taken out a nail buffer and shining her nails.
"On dit que c'est tres bon." Julie repeated loudly. Sighing, Kathryn looked at her.
"Ce n'est pas mauvais." (Trans: It's not bad at all.)
Good, good. At least they were making progress.
"Quel genre de film aimes-tu?" Asked Julie. (Trans: What kind of films do you like?)
Kathryn groaned and answered in an exasperated tone.
"Je ne sais pas, allright. J'ai trop de choses a faire." (Trans: I don't know all right. I'm too busy)
Since Julie couldn't find it in the dictionary she just said in English.
"What? Doing your nails? Kathryn please, it's being marked."
"Et alors? Je m'en fiche completement." (Trans: So what? I couldn't care less.)
"On n'a pas le choix." (Trans: We haven't any choice)
Kathryn slammed the buffer down.
"Look. You can ask me 3 questions and I ask you 3, then we're even. Jeez, can't a girl do her nails in peace?"
Usually Julie would have been snappier but her giddier side took control of her and she accepted the deal.
By the end of the class Julie found out that Kathryn didn't find frog legs disgusting, wears a size M, shoe size 6 and a half and has her own servant called Mei Ling.
Very informative.
************
The moment the bell rang, Julie glared at Kathryn and fled off.
Kathryn smirked.
It didn't take a brain genius to notice that under the so-called hard exterior....lived one very, very naive girl.
***********
Guy Germaine hit his head when he realized he had left his History text book in his gym locker. He said his goodbyes to his posse and went back to the gym locker room and took the book. As he was about to leave, he heard faint feminine sobs. His kind heart and curiosity got the best of him and he started to look around for the noise. He found Connie Moreau sprawled on the floor, crying.
"Connie." He cried getting down to his knee. "Are you all right? Do I have to call 911?"
She shook her head.
"Coach Orion threatened to take me off the team if my playing didn't improve. And I just sponsored the team!" She wailed again.
Guy smiled slightly.
"Do you want me to help you improve? I mean, I'm no star player or what but......"
"YES, GUY! PLEASE. THANK YOU, THANK YOU. I'm sure mummy will pay you now we're rich."
"I don't care about the money Cons. I just want you on the team."
Connie had already started jumping up and down.
Both not realizing this was just making one's evil plans easier.
****************
A/N: It sucked...I know...big time....so help....Hey, if you sing it with tune of the Peter Pan' Follow The Leader song, it actually sounds good! Hey.
Hallie G
Rated PG-13 for occasional cussing. If you have troubles with ..um....words that you rarely hear during civilized conversations, I suggest you hit the back button. Most of the scenes in here just don't cut it for "Oh Phooey" or "Gee Whiz".
Erm...thanks to my reviewers or shall I say reviewer? Oh and again, I changed my title. I won't stop changing until I find "the one". I really need your help people. I'm drawing blank up here. I went over Cruel Intention's soundtrack and got "Coming Up From Behind" by Marcy Playground. So I was reading through and old article of "Teens all about you" and they were saying that they originally planned to name Cruel Intentions; Cruel Inventions. Erm...and they wanted to name Can't hardly wait; The Party and lot's more but I can't remember. I don't really like Cruel Inventions so I'm going to follow Christina's suggestion and change it to "Sexual Provocation" for the time being. Please, I'm on my knees for ideas. I don't really like writing scenes on Kathryn and Connie so forgive me because I will write mostly about Julie. I don't know why, every time I sit to type out on Kathryn I'm like "Urgh" though I adore her in the movie.
Trans meaning Translation.
Uhh..how do you make the writing bold and italic? Every time I upload it, it goes back to the same way.
Chapter Five: The Hard Stuff
"You, you do that thing you do, you breaking my heart into a million pieces, like you always do...." Julie heard the song "That Thing You Do" by The Wonders being played in the loudest volume downstairs and she was surprised the house didn't vibrate. Her father liked to entertain her mother by playing her favorite song "That Thing You Do" and giving her feet massages. That was Julie's cue to stay upstairs in her room. It was too disgusting to go downstairs.
She took out her Michelle Branch CD and replaced it with John Mayer's Room for Squares. She turned it up really loud to drown the music downstairs. It was 20 minutes since she hung up on Sebastian and she gave up any hope of studying her American History since her heartbeat hadn't slowed down at all. She barely listened as John Mayer sang the first song of the track "No Such Thing". In fact, she barely listened to all of the songs until the 5th track, her favorite song, Your Body Is a Wonderland.
We've got this afternoon,
You've got this room for two,
One thing I've left to do,
Discover me
Discovering you.
One mile through every inch of,
Your skin like porcelain,
One pair of candy lips,
And your bubblegum tongue,
Because if you want love,
We'll make it,
Swimming a deep sea,
Of blankets,
Take all your big plans,
And break it,
This is bound to be awhile,
Your body is a wonderland.
Automatically naughty visions of her and Sebastian crossed her mind. She shook her head forcefully and clasp her two hands together in a praying motion.
"Dear God, save me from this sin. Vanish all this hideous thoughts from my head....and make it a reality. No no no, I mean just vanish it all right. Amen."
Julie sighed and close her eyes.
****************
Kathryn sat Indian Style on her canopy bed leafing through her flashy address book. One slim, long, manicured finger fingered through some names longer than usual. After Connie left exclaiming "It's past by bedtime" Kathryn had sat on her bed as she planned everything carefully. Nothing could go wrong. She had to get her revenge. Now all was left to do is to make a few phone calls and kill a few birds with one big stone.
**************
The Next Morning.
"Why?" Julie asked herself. When she woke up this morning, surprisingly, the world felt....calm.
"And I didn't even meditate." She told herself and she....giggled? Luckily she caught herself before another giggle escaped.
She shuddered. She? Julie Kat Gaffney giggling? What was the world coming too? She even woke up an hour earlier. She took a long shower. She even used her mother's strawberry bath gel and kiwi shampoo!!!!
Julie felt so...girly and feminine and so.....right.
"Stop it, this is ridiculous." She told herself but she couldn't stop the grinning. She put her John Mayer CD in her stereo and pressed "Repeat Track 5. 10 times". So the song Your Body Is a Wonderland kept playing.
On normal days, she would have just went to school in what she was wearing when she fell asleep but today...today...she showered.. with fruit gels! And it wasn't even disgusting. Julie did her normal 20 sit ups and rifled through her closet.
Confusion filled her when she cursed herself for not having anything decent to wear.
"Stop it" She cried to herself. After she banged her head on the wall 5 times, the bunny and marshmallow clouds disappeared, she felt a whole lot better. More of her spit fire self with just....a calmer aura.
She slipped on a pair of black jeans that showed off her figure well without being too obvious and a red off shoulder top. To other girls, the outfit will look normal but to Julie, she felt she was too dressed up, like to the prom or something. So she took off the top and replaced it with a loose black t-shirt that had "Miss Cheviots" written on it with cursive words a silhouetted picture of a sexy devil.
She pulled her hair in a ponytail, grabbed her bag went downstairs, stopped long enough to waffle down 3 blueberry pancakes and a glass of milk, slip on her roller blades and lock the door. The cool breeze hit her face as she skated faster. She put on her headphones and pressed PLAY. Nothing happened. Frowning, she pressed eject only to realize there was no CD in it. She stuffed it back.
"Oh well, at least I can concentrate on smelling the flowers." She thought. A groan escaped her lips. What was up with her today? A part of her felt giddy and a part of her felt like hurling from being too close to someone who is this giddy.
As she skated she saw poor old Mrs. Hannigan trying to cross the road with a grocery bag. She skated towards Mrs. Hannigan.
"Here Mrs. Hannigan, let me help you." She tried to take the brown bag away but Mrs. Hannigan just hit her with her walking stick.
"Go away. You're Julie Gaffney, the neighborhood terror." Julie laughed genuinely and just grabbed the bag.
"I said I'll help you." She practically yanked Mrs. Hannigan across the road.
"You're welcome." She handed Mrs. Hannigan back her grocery bag and skated towards school leaving the poor stunned women alone. She began humming the song "Shine" by Vanessa Amorosi.
"You can close your eyes...and hope that when you open em' you've got a brand new life, you can try, you can try." She sang as she turned the combination of her lock. She took out her notebook for her French subject feeling slightly disappointed, Sebastian wasn't in his class. The bell rang just as she took her seat. The teacher took a glance around and started writing their names in the seating chart. She turned to look to her right and found Kathryn Montgomery sitting straight, her face blank looking in front. She made the school's tacky uniform look stylish and classy. Kathryn had her hands clasp and on the table.
Julie knew Kathryn is Sebastian's bitchy and snobby step sister.
"Must run in the family." She told herself though she didn't quite believe it. Julie listened as Madame Volton told them to get to know your neighbor in French and by the end of the class she was going to pick out the partners randomly to go in front and say what they've learnt. It will be graded. Since she was sitting by the wall she guessed her neighbor would have to be Kathryn. She gave her an obvious fake smile but Kathryn didn't even bother to return the deed.
"Je'mapple Kathryn Montgomery." She said formally.
"Julie Gaffney." She said in a nonchalant tone.
Silence. Julie decided to take the first move. She consulted her French dictionary. (a/n: I have my French dictionary with me but it can be wrong so...don't sue)
"So uh...Je ne sais pas le dire en anglais." Julie began stuttering slightly. (trans:I don't know how to say it in french)
Kathryn smirk.
"Tant pis. Ce n'est pas une catastrophe." She said fluently. Frowning, Julie flipped through her dictionary trying to make sense what Kathryn had just said. (Trans: Too bad. It's not the end of the world.)
When Julie finally figured out what Kathryn was saying, she scowled. Too bad she couldn't find what she really wanted to say in the dictionary so she kept it to simple words.
"Comme tu voudras, Kathryn. Comme to voudras." (Trans: Anything you say Kathryn. Anything) Kathryn rolled her eyes and studied her nails.
"Look Kathryn, I know you don't give a damn about the grades but I do." Kathryn didn't even acknowledge her. Sighing, Julie flipped through the dictionary again.
"Vous avez deja mange des cuisses de grenouilles?" Julie asked. (Trans: Have you ever tasted frogs' legs?) Without looking up from her nails Kathryn answered.
"Oui." (Trans: Yes)
So she was listening. Julie took this as an opportunity to start a conversation.
"On dit que c'est tres bon." (Trans: It's supposed to be very good.)
Silence. Julie cast a look at Kathryn. Kathryn had taken out a nail buffer and shining her nails.
"On dit que c'est tres bon." Julie repeated loudly. Sighing, Kathryn looked at her.
"Ce n'est pas mauvais." (Trans: It's not bad at all.)
Good, good. At least they were making progress.
"Quel genre de film aimes-tu?" Asked Julie. (Trans: What kind of films do you like?)
Kathryn groaned and answered in an exasperated tone.
"Je ne sais pas, allright. J'ai trop de choses a faire." (Trans: I don't know all right. I'm too busy)
Since Julie couldn't find it in the dictionary she just said in English.
"What? Doing your nails? Kathryn please, it's being marked."
"Et alors? Je m'en fiche completement." (Trans: So what? I couldn't care less.)
"On n'a pas le choix." (Trans: We haven't any choice)
Kathryn slammed the buffer down.
"Look. You can ask me 3 questions and I ask you 3, then we're even. Jeez, can't a girl do her nails in peace?"
Usually Julie would have been snappier but her giddier side took control of her and she accepted the deal.
By the end of the class Julie found out that Kathryn didn't find frog legs disgusting, wears a size M, shoe size 6 and a half and has her own servant called Mei Ling.
Very informative.
************
The moment the bell rang, Julie glared at Kathryn and fled off.
Kathryn smirked.
It didn't take a brain genius to notice that under the so-called hard exterior....lived one very, very naive girl.
***********
Guy Germaine hit his head when he realized he had left his History text book in his gym locker. He said his goodbyes to his posse and went back to the gym locker room and took the book. As he was about to leave, he heard faint feminine sobs. His kind heart and curiosity got the best of him and he started to look around for the noise. He found Connie Moreau sprawled on the floor, crying.
"Connie." He cried getting down to his knee. "Are you all right? Do I have to call 911?"
She shook her head.
"Coach Orion threatened to take me off the team if my playing didn't improve. And I just sponsored the team!" She wailed again.
Guy smiled slightly.
"Do you want me to help you improve? I mean, I'm no star player or what but......"
"YES, GUY! PLEASE. THANK YOU, THANK YOU. I'm sure mummy will pay you now we're rich."
"I don't care about the money Cons. I just want you on the team."
Connie had already started jumping up and down.
Both not realizing this was just making one's evil plans easier.
****************
A/N: It sucked...I know...big time....so help....Hey, if you sing it with tune of the Peter Pan' Follow The Leader song, it actually sounds good! Hey.
Hallie G